Poetry

Ever Glow

Evil walks these streets in the foggy, warm night Snatching souls meticulously in a wretched, horrid plight But the beaming light has no agenda, as it blasts through the air

Veil of Disgrace

She visited my slumber and caused confusion. I turned and whispered: This must be an illusion. Thoughts abstracted and words turned to mush. She sat there in silence, consumed by

Moon Zen

I have been to the moon. That quiet, lonely place. Where stillness and silence dominate.   I have processed the pain. As overthinking took hold. My heart in custody. No

Societal Trope

Who are we that we can leave another person in anguish and despair, hurting? Leave them broken and in shambles after they’ve plummeted from a great wall? How do we

Come Cry With Me

Come cry with me Let’s lose them all in another dimension Let the tears crawl slowly, sensing uncertainty in a cold dark world Avoiding eradication, like a spider on the

Clouds Behind the Moon

The little Martian men Haven’t lost their way. They’re simply on a journey To a warmer place.   One small step for me A giant leap for you. This must

Forceful Iniquity

Forceful iniquity As you step on my land. Thinking you own What you don’t understand.   Sometimes a hero Is a bit underrated. By kings, even thieves Or souls deeply

Sanguine Debt

The mosquitoes bound in a vanilla sky. They lie in wait until day is nigh. They’re drawn to my dermis and flowing sweat. While concocting distortions of sanguine debt. They

Conflagrant Concept

High above. On angel’s wing he’ll soar. When evil attacks. Like lion’s prowess, he’ll roar! Send all you have. See his striations. Feel his flex. Ice cold blood. Striking strength.

Future Felt

The lines on my face are deep and winding canyons. Which lead to a past of a million emotions. A baron river that used to rage. With depths unseen in

Time as an Ally

I hide away in this magical cave. Where time stands still and I’m always brave. A place of peace and energy saved. No digital defecation or early graves.   An entrance

Rocket Booster Blaze

My heart rages fiercely with fire. All the power of rocket booster rush. Gold rings form in a defensive stance. Passion goes vertical in a contiguous crush.   Each breathe

Subconscious Avarice

Sitting in this cave. Flatline ringing in my ear. Deranged propeller revolutions. With a condescending sneer.   Purpose paused. Things to do. This wall seems to come alive. Dots begin

River of Regret

A river of regret rolls down her face. As this crater of truth stands in the way. Chest tightens up and breathing pronounced. Beautiful colors now stifled in gray. Years

The Furry

The furry searches for food. But finds nothing in this baron place. All dried up. Not a nibble around. Heart now beating at a snail’s pace.   She stumbles upon

The Goblin

The goblin pops up from a nowhere place. Always in dark and absent of grace. Lurking in a shadow, until dark becomes light. The corner now empty as day defeats

Eyes Fighting Blear

Have you ever seen the rain. Fall from the sky. It hits your face. Or floats on by.   Time slows down. A backdrop of gray. A quick, brisk breeze.

Foggy Night

Wandering late. Under street lights. Feel the calm. Feel the cool. No one else in sight.   All of the sudden the light goes out. So, I approach with doubt.

A Dream as Sweet as This

I see her in chocolate, covered in sprinkles. Of all different colors. I take a bite. And caramel pours out, lethargically. She floats, covered, in a blanket of silk. The

Security Solution

My boosted intuition, excessive information. Emotional pain night after night. Locked away on a grace citation. As you observe so keenly, and hide in plain sight.   What I discerned

Circe

She’s running rampant. Releasing dread. This version of her, who’s in my head.   I want to believe. That she’s not this way. I’ve asked her to leave, but she’ll

Haunted Control

I am your dog. That’s how it feels. Beat me! Make me kneel.   Lock me up. In this metal cage. If you hate me this bad! Unleash your rage!

Torpefied

Outcast and left on my knees Torpefied as my broken heart bleeds.   Passersby glance and keep going. As the life from my body is steadily flowing.   Incoherent, I

Progenation Price

I bang my head against a wall That doesn’t even exist at all. Just a mirage, a barrier of air. An object that isn’t even there. The frustration is taxing.