Don’t look now,

just be you and his eyes

will find your artifacts.

You have been digging to

locate what makes you a

treasure when you shouldn’t

have to ask.

Don’t ever question what

makes you a good coin

amongst many—

a penny...

Listen—
the block keeps its hymns in the cracks of the sidewalk,
the mortar where babies' names were whispered like prayers.
We pass them hand to hand, cigarette ember to porch light,
tell the wind our business in the language of boiled gree...

Im a picky eater and Im not waiting for it either. I want exactly what I am asking for from the Universe, saucy and all. I want to indulge and at the same time be of service. I have been swaying back and forth at this dinner table, the odd part is...

My writing season on the way This poem the number 2 most viewd poem of the 700 plus I have posted

Writing just an outlet

for me

good therapy for

my PTSD

not out to save or

convert the world

Never use it to pursue or woo

some special woma...

My mind has been wandering,

wading through every thought,

dismissing those that aren’t of

you.

For they are just distant hums,

blurs of noise I rummage through.

Every path my attention takes

just loops back to what you bring,

leaving m...

I’m shooting from the heart,

Cupid’s hanging off my shoulder,

reloading his bow, aimed directly

at you.

For this love isn’t superficial—

it cuts deep, drawing your blood,

preparing a stretched canvas

where you’re the muse.

Le...

(I wrote this to my son and felt that there are others that may need this word of encouragement)

Good morning son,
Ijust wanted to share this message that was on my heart.
Son, as we both know, our words are Powerful, so I would like for yo...

What actually is time?

It speeds forward then rewinds, as my mind losses the concept of it all.

Nine months in the womb eye formed completion, spat out into this earthly dimension on a specific year…day…and time.

But…in this reality you t...

Done went and bought a 2026

Fall/Winter writing tablet

Muse and I again gettin together

with this writing Hobby habit

Not quite Fall yet but startin to

reach for that blanket early morning

More words for me to pull out the air

Got this Bootzilla thrilla of

a story to tell ya

Reinjured an old archilles tendon

injury right now goin on 7 months of

limpin hurtin misery

Such an event cant b kept

Walkin in Raiders flip flops

the ones with all the toes stickin

out from...

Every year bout this time

I Fall in love all over again

Its a routine I been doing

all my life

once again feelin alive

no fan no ac

Man this weather just

love to see

That shady look rhat coolin calm

That hot summer for n...

I hear you

Eyes speak volumes

Unmet wants and needs

Diminished hopes, dreams

New tears flow in old streams

I can smell the scent of your fears

Tingles on the areas behind your ears

Metallic taste of fillings from last century

Spotted Lantern Flies (SLF) are everywhere!

Climbing outside my window without a care

Too quick to hit, they just jump and fly

So I use an old fashioned fly swatter to make them all die!

I killed about a dozen of them just this afterno...

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Wars of man and the beast who roams
No, the Reptilians, Anunnaki gave man earth to atone
It’s astonishing how mortals of today can still stand on the Creator’s sacred ground
From the void of darkness, when the world was at peace, no vibrati...

Wow, the simple pleasures of life!
Remember when just a tan suit was the highlight and topic of discussion on all the news channels?

Yes, a tan suit had the volume turned all the way up and had them in a complete uproar, not no scandals, no co...

Know that you are beautiful,

still—

like waters he refused to jump in

while fearing their actual depths.

True love is a sacrifice,

one he doesn’t deserve if he can’t

fathom giving you his last breath.

For you belong to someone wh...

The other day I seen a white woman walking a white dog

She seen right through me

As if I wasn't there

As if I was made of air

As if I was a figment of her imagination

Around the corner where I smoked my first reefer

Where my lips tasted its ...

As new as the world once was to me

The present remains an unsolved mystery

The more I know and learn

I only experience frustration and concern

The way things aught to be

Never seems to become a reality

Losers always seem to win