Gallery / Poetry

I stand, arms open wide;
Open to you with nothing to hide…
My book pages blow in the breeze,
Waitin

Beauty is the weather,
Beauties in the rain,
Beauty is his smile
Beauty is insane.

Beau

You’re keeping me here
Never thought you’d mean so much to me
I’m disconnected when you aren&

no frowns no vectors
my statolith is broken
now i can fall from high and it feels like flying
it feels li

Still, you have the questions;
The lingering, fingers of doubts,
The need for analysis of Jesus’ mission;

    i was searching

through my mind

for a hole

to find

WANING MEMORY
Although I can no longer see her,
I’m sitting here,
Piercing into her delega

A flash—ignite! Burn the heavens!
Tear that foul streak across the sky.
Down here I stare up as it deaden

O’er many a stormy water,
between raging storms we see
a time of peace, tranquility,
a calmness 

When I put you to my lips
I’m kissing blueberries and pomegranate.
French and delicate, sitting by the ciga

Count the days in the garden.
Let love bloom all around.
Recognise the peace,
there is harmony in the sky

hi, it’s sarah. remember our
picnic by the lagoon,
a couple weeks ago.  
we ate sandwich

Waited most of her young life
Patient, then frantic, doubting
Now? When?
Pleading.

Found

Everyone wants a piece of you/
Your eyes get guys/
Stuck like glue/
Nice enough to tell him stuff/

tired employee,/
keeping in line the swerving—/
can barely pick up his/
feet for food shopping/

Like the rolling hills/
We rolled like kids/
loud sounds open/
your mind now/
federalis sit on benc

When I put you to my lips
I’m kissing blueberries and pomegranate.
French and delicate, sitting by the ciga

Bad Woman

Such gentle words,
Weave a wicked lie.
She preys on primitive desires,
to get w

who am I?
I am the friend trying to be there
I am the daughter trying to please you
I am the sister tryin

sleep induced insomniac cannibals
a beautiful blemish as a insolent third eye
an apple on your head seducing a

i have been dealt one hell of a hand
so i
SNAP!
for the pain
that’s guaranteed

Time To Go!

Hey doll,
pack the trunk
it’s time to roll,
time to get off stage,
ti

Gemini, The Dark and Light. One has logic one has Might.

In the Sun we have one form, but in the Moon we ar

It’s stifling…

Working its way upwards,

Clutching and strangulating…

   a crazy poet, dark in light and white in dark
pure heart, yet anger is deep in his gut.
his best c

wet, wet,wet
every verb
that springs from me
glistening
with rain,memory,
songs unraveled.