With Summer’s Moonlight Shining Down

With Summer’s moonlight shining down We’re not alive to merely appease everyone Reminder to exist for your soul’s own sake Basking in the fickle warmth of the rising sun Released from those winter storms Contending with heat & humidity down there Be comfortable in your sovereignty & thus release yourself from their stares Do not

Stale Morning

It’s a stale morningThe humidity will come later for sureThis is not what I want from lifeWe need a cool breeze fresh & pure

Let Me Borrow A Glass Of Your Mom’s Wine

Let me borrow a glass of your mom’s wineI get thirsty in these evening hoursNoticing silhouettes moving in the kitchenBefore too long I might need a quick showerThis humidity is slowly trying to roast meI’m soaking wet & need fresh shirtsleevesHer beauty wouldn’t exist without God’s consentI’m merely appreciating that in which I believe

Yogi Berra

“Half the lies they tell about me aren’t true.” ― Yogi Berra