Back when I was young and blissfully ignorant, I loved the leading up and the first week of school. I would get my birthday money from my great-aunt in Ohio for my birthday and used that to buy my school supplies. The smell of opening up a fresh pack of notebook paper and putting it in my binder is euphoric. Don't get me started on the book bags. The one I picked out had to fit my books and the occasional jacket. I was ex...

Two reside within these walls but not the walls you expect within me there are twin egos fighting to be one again   one is playful and sassy too one is quite straight laced but when the two combine as one the fun really starts to begin   now one we will call leather and the other one lace but together they are wild and most of the time hard to resist   born as one but split late in life when things were out of control whe...

Travel the weather. To where we are built of bricks and clay. Let us speak of lost kingdoms and broken weapons. When did the ghost of time bead on the rim of a shattered Scottish well? Where in the piles of dead is there an ember that spans the seasons of war? Ripples of sparrows dance with no more armor than feathers and grace. Morning comes and I look to the water. What my lady do you think? Are we on the edge of nothin...

When you go through something painful, do you find yourself wishing it would go away? Do you pray at night wishing someone could either take the hurt or take you?   What if there exists a contraption that has the ability to wipe all bad memories.   Convenient, right? A wish granted, maybe?   If we think about it, the mere existence of that machine means no more lonely nights or years wasted on regrets. To more severe case...

I am slumped in a chair, staring at my newest painting. For over twenty-four hours I have been awake, painting in a near-trance for more than half that time. The painting portrays a scene not far from my studio, a shallow bay on Lake Madeline. A woman emerges naked from the water. An overturned canoe floats nearby. The woman’s name is Lily. Memories flood in. ***** Thunder rumbled in the distance. I glanced towards the so...

Here I stand bound to you,Chained by history,Restrained by love.  Your words strike me,Ripping through my flesh,Marking me with your pain.  I alone take it,Welcoming your rage,Encouraging the hurt,All for your comfort.  She is rebellious and mocking,Backing you into a corner,Needing to lash out at her,Yet punishing me instead. The poor provincial whipping post,Take, take, take,Leaving me scarred and bleeding.  She sees no...

Standing by the fence that overlooks the ocean I feel the breeze wash over me cooling my hot cheeks and keeping me from burning  up with desire It had been an intense night of loving one another and I was overwhelmed at the mind blowing frenzy   the sea salt in the air  the smell of the sand  the branches of the tree above me seemed to say expect this it's yours you can have this it's ok my mind reeling my body satisfied...

In my dreams, surrounded by luscious green big old forest trees. A light passing through in each every gap of the leaves from a bright full moon above. Flickering lights from fireflies everywhere below. A crow squawking from somewhere afar.A lake in the middle of the forest, covered by a thick mist with cold still air. A snake with its tongue out hissing while slowly crawling into the still water, swimming deep into the d...

Tarring trees and the tops of flowers. I never ment to plow reap or sow. God save the flowers from my heavy hands. My heart doesn't laugh anymore it is too hard to open bitter lips. Sealed with an urgent yet quiet kiss, they are frozen. I wonder if she passes me by on the street. I wonder if she truly was. Or was she the bitter metaphor of a strungout lovejunkey. Will you never sing or laugh again monkey? Revive your soul...

There was a time I thought that I would live forever Nothing was out of reach The horizon held my hopes and dreams I relished every endeavor.   There was a time The wind trailed through my lion’s mane My roar loud and fierce A bounce in my every step Each link strong within my chain.   There was a time Every challenge was an adventure The thrill of the gamble All or nothing What else was life meant for?   There was a time...

Thurman appeared to me on a Tuesday, in a wall tile of my newly renovated bathroom. It was a little after six P.M. and I was drawing a hot bath. I perched on the edge of the tub and waited for the water to reach that perfect temperature. I was tired. Worn out. Exhausted. My day had started just like any other day. Alarm at five A.M. got dressed in the dark, scurried out the door by five-thirty-five to open the cafe by six...

Let us lay by the river side. Let us fall in the land of Jordan. Let us call it suicide. Let us gather the sparrow's feathers. Let us gather them all. Let us deny that we pray. Let us call the Almighty. Let us weep in the raging river. Let us be swept down to the ocean. Let the sound of hell-fire run at high tide. Let us pray that we are free. Let us bow our knee. For my love this land is stained with our blood. And still...

The sky going round. The rainbows in chains. All you do is blame indigo. What dove have you loved? What sparrow has loved you? And yet you never say hi. I am a chain of rainbows. In my agony I curse my inner sky. I am the undead rainbow. I am a fool and I believe the lies of indigo. Then Monday comes. Like the ark of a javelin I must write a poem. In retribution I drag my futility and plow the illusion called earth. This...

I watch you from the distance slicing  the air with your sword with grace and wielding it with incredible agility my heart pounds at your presence but can you feel me  droplets of water from the mist run down my face as I continue my intense surveillance needing your arms around me knowing it isnt possible and time slips  into a new dimension where things are better  than they are and you look at me  my heart stops and my...

For I have earned every one. Each, is a gift from the wings of a flawless valkyie. I have walked the sky for age after age of man. I am THE firestarter. It was I who clashed two riverstones together and that spark never dimed. I pay a somber price under the dark black sky in the bitter night. For every fire that is lit a new spark falls on my naked skin and sets me on fire again.. I am the burning man again and again. I h...