You don't need to know how to tell
time

but you do need to know how to read the
sign on the clock

Some eyes look straight through the
glass

Others watch the change in the
reflection it cast

smokeout in the backyard
grandpa burns the ribs again

someone said orange juice
someone said lemon juice
someone said vinegar

someone said sugar
someone said honey

someone said marinade
someone said seasoning
someone said rub

In the calm of night.

Words live, thoughts grow, life goes on.

A bright summers day.

before the word before breath is lent before the straight and narrow line became the opposite of sin we stood upon the boundary of the heaven sent the gate is thin the air is split dividing ancient myth from modern wit sifting wheat among the tea...

before the line could ever run before the square was planned a single dot of hidden fire lay sleeping in the sand a seed without a root a star too far to see a punctuation of life's punctuation "to be" occupying no space at all making no outward...

tore out pages I didn't want to read let the ink dry didn't want it to bleed gave it everything I got didn't want it to need had to make some dough so I had to knead planted seed had to weed fix the fence mix cement stack some bricks built a wall ...

to a great poetic griot
who's presence was felt
who's pressence is missed
a teacher who taught
who spoke words he meant
who's kind words meant
more than the ink it took
to write poems and haikus
that shall forever live

the shape of your face
reminds me of a perfect
mold of clay

pressed against my fingers
but it leaves a heavy ache

I try to trace the lines of
us before they smooth away

soon it's gonnva rain and
muddy the promises we made

we try to hold i...

Forbidden thats what pops

up many times and times again

always interupting a rhythmic flow

U may have been in

Over the years it comes and go

but its very frustrating U know

so I slip and slide in when I can

before the dreaded ...

Conform with me naked

and unafraid

that I won’t admire your eyes first.

Unafraid

that I won’t touch you at all

where it still hurts.

Conform with me naked

and unafraid

that you won’t get all of me.

Unafraid

that you a...

Birds of a feather?

Miss me with the shhh.

We haven’t flocked since

we were peeps long before this.

Get up off your high roost,

stop the a-doodle-doo.

Un-ruffle your feathers,

get gone—fly the coop.

—JG

Meet the eyes of a monster,

chained,

sponsored by the state

meant to be painted pretty.

Sitting colored like the sun,

days soon to be numbered

like his new ensemble,

guilty before proven innocent.

Meet the eyes of a...

Just because I don't, don’t mean I can't. Just because I can, don't mean I should.

Loving wealth and fearing death are impossible to shake, but “For Jesus’ sake.”

Screams with no voice,

mousey,

hiding out inside of a dark space.

Skittish with no comfort,

kittenish, pupils wide

pulling her necklace.

Meanwhile he’s still reckless,

a bandit, coon eyed,

not welcomed in their plac...

A phenomenon the way you

speak, the way you breathe,

the way you are teasing me.

I love the way you keep reading

deeper, page upon page, your

touch after every turn lingering.

Though I wonder if it tastes as

it feels; soft and warm li...

Every dawn, the sky bled gold, and the king on the hill grew angry and bold. He shook his heavy mane at the rising light, screaming at morning to give back the night. He claimed the high peak as his earthen throne, ruling the grass and the shatter...

If U can imagine the

magic of image

created by the imagination

If U can imagine all U want

all U need created from a thought

faster then internet speed

If U can imagine leads to visualization

Imagination a precious commodity

they say he asked for the
cup to pass
but I don't think he was
asking not to die
I think he held the future
in his hands
and wanted to remain
touchable by fear

we do the same in the
quiet mornings
staring into dark liquid
of another d...