Ocean Force Winds

Crisp ocean force winds Gentle fresh citrus scent Lost upon the eternal sea Forgot where beauty went A treatise of delicate love Evidence of a ghost Smile your sweet smile I’ve left for the coast Sound of muted voices She’s a little too cute Allowing no more secrets Down through my roots

Meandering Down An Etched Path

Meandering down an etched pathWith vines & foliage on all sidesThe overgrowth keeps secrets locked& provides the perfect place to hide I know where I always wish to beA forgotten realm; a place no one thinks to lookReality, hatred & cruelty forever expungedI’m safe here – alone in nature – me & a book

One Must Be A Seeker

One must be a seekerTo discover unique truth amongst the thornsHead down, hiding that grime I feel insideI’m intelligent, yet not enough to forewarn Trying to eek out a stable existenceWith all these storms heading my wayBut you have to want to be something moreNever content at the beginning of the day We’re bordering onContinue reading “One Must Be A Seeker”

For Whom The Bell Jar Tolls

For whom the Bell Jar tollsChasing demons down the dark hallScratching an itch until it bleedsBeyond a fantasy that wasn’t there at all Never letting the imposter take holdGrowing larger in our own impressionSizing up unquestioned confidenceSurviving in spite of a soul’s transgression

The World Is Full Of Villains & Misguided Souls

The world is full of villains & misguided soulsTrying to drag us down to where they forever dwellThey take advantage & find ways to get elected on liesSummoning their teams of bureaucrats to send us to hellThey have money, power & zero regard for the truthYou’d have to be deaf, dumb & blind to notContinue reading “The World Is Full Of Villains & Misguided Souls”

Lost Beneath The Shipwreck

Lost beneath the shipwreckDown at the bottom of the coveSuffering from the scurvyWith scant upon our old wood stoveNo fresh water nor ripe fruitAlone with only countless talesDoomed with no audience nor friendFate of those who chase the whale

Just A Guy With A Pen

I’m not an artist, just a guy with a penUpon a lonely night, I started to writeI jotted down some rhymes for meTeen angst channeled into the lightI’ve never looked back to thinkI just keep writing over the decadesI don’t edit my feelings nor judge youPurely an attempt for the soul not to fade

The Frivolity Of Her Words

The frivolity of her words Wishing they had deeper meanings Sunk down low in her chair The cafe the source of her scheming Dim lights allowing her to see Answers within these tea leaves Burned memories & villainous hexes It only mattered if she truly believed

The Tyranny Of Our Modern Age

  The tyranny of our modern ageThe repulsive nature of our exploited rightsComing for us before the dawnAnother stolen soul in the night But pump the brakes there Swamp ThingFlorida is basically the Outbreak MonkeyWe can’t be too safe these daysBesides, a lot of y’all were already funky I’ll be hunkered down, away from idiotsThisContinue reading “The Tyranny Of Our Modern Age”

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 theContinue reading “Cavernous Depression Falling Down Without Truth”