I Ran Out Of Highways

Ran out of highways So I took to the sea Rejecting society Not for them to decree It’s lonely out here Writing by starlight Don’t have the answers But I know what’s right

We Have Quiet Inspirations

 We have quiet inspirations Somber tones you seldom realize Shifting away from self-imposed Heartaches & their relayed lies We must accept the responsibility Adulting was never part of the plan Though you gotta make the most of it Take it from me – Sincerely                    

Sitting low on the hedge

Sitting low on the hedge Allowing the new sun to shine Basking in the Springtime Trading coffee for your Winter wine As the sun rises higher up there I know we can survive the rays Discovering lost inspiration Creative surge lasting through the day

Choosing Certain Words

   Choosing certain words With connotations to stir The hearts of the audience Cocked crow with pubic fur Sitting uncomfortably – like whaa? Where the hell is he going with this Delusional in this rehabilitating fatigue Longing for the peace that I miss

Floating Amongst The Blue

Floating amongst the blueMy bones drying in the heatI’m still thinking about youRelaxation, such a novel treatLife cherished in these daysNot the change you wanted to seeTime ignored in many waysI am sorry, for I am still only me

William Blake

“Those who restrain desire do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained.” William Blake

Imperial City Coins Clink In Your Pocket

Imperial city coins clink in your pocket Orwellian flaws litter winter’s landscape Thick fisherman’s sweater to fight the cold Feigning steps upon the tragic lady’s cape Black soot marring the evening sky Told her you were king of Earth, not the salt Misdirection will only get you so far in life Lies & deception will

I Don’t Want Your Description

I don’t want your descriptions For they mean nothing to me I refuse to be your inscription I’m gone – I already set myself free

Take A Moment For Yourself

  Take a moment for yourselfPonder qualities of mental wealthWe no longer use CRAZY as a termMakin’ patients uncomfortably squirmCome on in, promise to give you back your health      

Cavernous Depression Falling Down Without Truth

Cavernous depression falling down without truth Wet streets refracting the bitter twilight of the moon Trenches & overcoats pulled tight to repel the world A need for answers that cannot wait past this noon Try to place everything perfectly into its correct box Finding out the little control we have while we’re here Knowing the

You’re Holding Expectations

You’re holding expectationsNeeding me to be a better guyWishing I was more successfulHating my truth; you’d prefer a lieSo I wander within my own skinTo become what you want in a manEach day, I’m ever more the pirateSoon, they’re be no more Peter Pan

The Greatest Coffee Ever.

“No, you have to pour more in.” “This is okay. You don’t want to use too much.” “The color is off.” “I’m getting there.” “Okay, I think it is time to stir.” “Yeah, I think so.” The elves were perched upon his old coffee mug. Together they were stirring the creamer in with all their

I’m Doing My Best

  I’m doing my best, can’t you seeAmidst the horrors of our modern dayThe ghost stories rising in the mindThe times when you’re in your own wayYou grab at your head in painThe frustration of structured expectationPressures of their unintended demandsPrompting proclamations of demarcation

The Grand Rubbish

The grand rubbishThat we display hereOur soul’s bleedingHarking back to fearBut we push ahead& slowly exposeOur personal thoughtsFighting the reality of those Image by Khusen Rustamov from Pixabay 

Choose Your Calories Wisely

William Butler Yeats

“But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.” – William Butler Yeats Image by Brin Weins from Pixabay

Fluttering Hearts On A Broken Trail

Fluttering hearts on a broken trailDo you know your own soulToo many nightsToo many sad songsYour mind sent off balanceThinking cursed thoughtsCan you cleanse yourselfAny way to be free

We’re Allowing The Modern World To Dwindle

  We’re allowing the modern world to dwindle We’ve neglected love & now slowly it dies Crashing back to from where it came We’ve messed up this most recent of our tries A fragmented society in this world of hate Our streets filled with torch bearing vigilantes  But I’m choosing compassion & joy I’d rather

Collecting Fragments Of Free Thought

Collecting fragments of free thought The missing pieces of a discarded word Unknown & forgotten loves in innerspace Unfortunately time reduces us by a third Intellectuals hunkered down – protecting wisdom Throwing bones, sharpening knives & wit Critical theories to counteract  The cultural elite reminding me I ain’t shit But I continue down my solitary

Floating Through The World

Floating through the world Soaking up life like a sponge Trying hard to wipe away pain To rid yourself of this grunge Each night another debacle Colorful dusk marking time set Building your wall before alarm Shredded by demons not yet met

Simple Words Resembling A Memory

  Simple words resembling a memoryYour mind fallen into disrepairUnable to recall her by nameWe were infamous, kinda debonairForgotten all those sudden stepsThe dramatic part of the birthrightTaking intimate reasons to beReality hitting hard in hindsightKnowing where she was neededRemoved from the precise locationOften life wasn’t part of the planThough beauty found in the motivation

Perfection Laid Out On Satin Sheets

Perfection laid out on satin sheets Beauty dripping away piece by piece Every dream slipped right through Life & loss masked by laughing creases He said you were everything he desired Burning deep in his soul, but you refused Moving too fast to stop & notice him Yet you cry foul, saying you were abused

The Dispassionate Sunshine Emerges

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Plastering The Interweb With Fragmented Thought

Plastering the interweb with fragmented thought Cultivating an insane kind of fame Convincing an illiterate society That you’re more than just a silly name Penning out frivolously piddly odes  Basking in the lack of their attention span Trying so hard to be cool, plus Your slams make me not want to give a damn The

Don’t Pull Myth Out Of The Truth

Don’t pull myth out of the truth Don’t strip me of a certain beauty Reality is far too painful for reason To ease the hurt, our fortuitous duty

Robert Hunter

“…mercy’s a business, I wish it for you More than just ashes when your dreams come true…” -Fire On The Mountain- Grateful Dead, words by Robert Hunter

Drinking Black Coffee Out Of Delta Cups

Drinking black coffee out of Delta cupsThe cheap seats listening to Empire BurlesqueMixed metaphors crawling in the nightStill pondering why a raven is like a writing desk Dislodged tea parties & cries of NevermoreThe world swiftly swirling all around meReducing myself into my wordsHiding now within punctuation & necessity Unsure of our place in timeTriangulations

Laura Ingalls Wilder

    “Home is the nicest word there is.” – Laura Ingalls Wilder

Knowing The Bottom Of The Depths

Knowing the bottom of the depthsUntold theories where passion liesEncased all in a delicate French laceThe truth that logic & gravity defies Earthbound creatures can’t be understoodIt’s simply not in our fallible DNAAttempted in conversational tonesBut we’ve lost connection anyway Trying to find a way back to the meaningReason doesn’t apply to moments like thisDisregard

If You Need To Be Humbled

If you need to be humbledGet yourself facing into the stormTest your perceived prowessYou’ll be stifled by a natural formYour arrogance against existenceYou might as well scream into the windHope & prayer to pleadThat the good Lord might rescind

I Just Want To Love You

    I just want to love youWith no drama or distractionsI want to focus on your desiresUs; & our primal interactionsI’ll write of our epic romanceHow my forever feels on your lipsBut until we can touch againWith anticipation you’ll drip Image by joelleboente from Pixabay