Turn your back— not in anger, but in arrival. Some roads don’t deserve your footsteps anymore, an...

There’s fire under the bridge— not the kind that burns it down, but the kind that whispers, “I’m ...

They tried to shape my story

from the grain of their own assumptions,

carving silhouettes i...

I see a broken pencil

I have a impulse to fix it

I look at it then start to

see it differently...

there was a time when you wanted your voice to be heard all you had to do is scream the noise was...

Thank you, for all you do

I haven’t said that nearly enough though, true?

For years, as our...

I
did not
could not prevail against the gates of hell
knew I wasn't flying the friendly skies
...

I think about the good times "the good times" there were good times not to say all the good times...

Be the spark

Not in fire
Not in flame

But in memory
of your name

Let your craft open
gat...

Where’s your witness…

when the truth sits heavy

and the room grows still?

Who saw th...

I didn’t fall all at once—

I came apart in quiet ways,

edges softening,

strength slippin...

Pass the passion like sunlight through branches— soft, warm, and meant to be carried.

Let your...

Like a branch shaped by seasons, I curve with the weather of my life— sun?warmed, storm?tested, s...

If brothers could sing the blues,

their voices would rise like smoke at dawn—

soft at first...

I felt the weight lifting, a shift in the air,

Like color returning where shadows once lived.

My blues have edges like river?worn stone,

Smoothed by the years, carved by the unknown.

Bu...

There’s a crack in the quiet where the light slips through,

A soft little shimmer in the shade...

Cannot fly.” You will always find a way” wake up, for sometimes, when you fall, you fly.

Let t...

Now, what do I say…. everything I had was placed into a man; at least I felt he was a man, a man ...

A minute too late. Lost - yesterday, between sunrise and sunset, two hours, gone forever

Lost ...

Playing till sunrise the low-down blues, blew my mind. Something’s been missing my whole life.

these words might find you
or you may find these words
one hundred years from now
or maybe mor...

poem
tucked neatly and discretely away
underneath three upside down walnut shells

people
plac...

Summer camp 1983, we just left the pool

Rushing to catch the bus, I grabbed my shorts off of a s...

Ma bell

The muse upon my mind

Glistening in the sun all the time

Heavy sometimes...

Go there with me

from the day into the night,

when the sun cools its temper

and the moon...

Imagine what the world would be like if we could exceed the mind. If we could push the limits of ...

Matthew 7:13-14

For wideis the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction

Narrow ...

they came in
famished
this place either highly recommended
five start positive reviews
or the...

if I were a betting man
and I ain't

desperate in my addictions
gambling hotline number on ...

You really have to look at the world and you need to believe that we are in the service of each o...

I was not really unfaithful
or having a cheating moment
a relapse of the days
or more like
un...

you are
so close to my heart
as each beat pounds metronomic rhythms of love
coinciding with my...

perplexed, annoyed

climbing through the abyss

staring into the void

wondering

The road to revenge

burns two bridges

if you’re so happy w/o me

then why are you trippin...

poems for her wedding
three-tiered
decorated with sweet words and flowers
sliced into small pi...

She stands in a place where the ground still aches

Where everything around her has already g...

sometimes Heaven gets a call and the caller is me and I want to talk to someone I believe is ther...

Talking is giving birth to creation.

Every word is a labor,

thoughts pulled from the unseen...

as
Commander-In-Chief
my troops were all green
but seasoned veterans
raked leaves
swept the ...

Her name lingers at the tip of my tongue,

where I wish her body would often reside.

She is ...

i am confident, competent,

well trained, experienced

patriotic, in a sense

i know wh...

The universe sees us

as energy of low intensity

a faint spark

against the darkness

surrou...

War

is it the truly the root of all evil

Human-nature, what is it?

define the source

I’m so close to killing somebody—
might be myself,
or myself and somebody else.

’Cause a mur...

It's out for delivery you can't track

it nothing to indicate how many stops away

you have stuff...

words like drums every line attack

double up the flow never fall off track

snap on the snare ...

Live your life to the fullest without fear

Climb the hills, bust through walls, run toward your ...

The difference between a believer

and a believer is a believer believes.

I come I go I never leave

if I do I'm not gone for long

before I return

the road is a wide tur...

all the ramifications are extremely severe harsh cruel and difficult to bear hard to watch can't ...

This poem was written by me in respect for the life of a good man, Mr. David E. Choate

My ...

A pet, a toy... trapped

in an endless echo chamber

an amusement of little value

employed...

Gabriel

play your horn

break the silence

tear down those walls

with violence

in your dimensional forecast

i am a stray cloud

rising in and out

of the fleeting sh...

survival... the constant battle

a spiritual tone of consciousness
generated beyond thinking

an...

It begins with a cough

Low grade fever

Night sweats

Diarrhea of the mouth

Also known ...

some think it's over I think it's not some think it's the end I say stop maybe perhaps wrapped in...

I almost panicked, I was letting life get to me and I should have known better. I was working a c...

Nonexistent thoughts

of a sailor at sea

Passing by, dreaming

In the midst of a w...

Upon the stars I gaze

fixated on its beauty my heart is set ablaze,

Only to lose its heat as ...

Rise up into the day

Let the light shine on

and lead the way

Ride your muse in t...

Thoughts inside a dream

Memories of a time

Heavy on the mind

The weight of sorrow

With the weight of sorrow

The path I walk alone

For those too w...

As winter comes undone

The ice melts

and rivers run

Frosted air baked

By the burn...

to languidly float on the surface of turquoise oceans
a willowy stroll upon pristine sandy shore...

The way that she breathes life into me,

Proves to me that she believes the righteousness that re...

I stopped asking
to be kept

stopped proving
I was worth keeping

stopped wanting

stopped ...

Faith is

I Know

That I know

That I Know

That I Know

That is what

Faith is

She had voodoo in her thighs

We made love on a ouija board

Bodies moving involuntarily

C...

It's good and bad

in everything

looking at it

through both eyes

otherwise

all you see

is ...

I was writing poems

in places

no one looks for poetry

mistaking silence

for rejection

I wro...

stop asking questions

search no more for answers

refrain from the need for explanation

that is...

you noticed
today
the flares I set in the middle of the dark road
many nights
I set them ther...

It's gonna hurt to leave it's gonna be hard to say goodbye There’s a place I go I don’t talk ...

some were born in silence others in screams I did not know how to name them all Each one cried ...

what I wish for you is too much to pen
and if words could touch you in your corner of the univer...

I was never afraid of being forgotten I was afraid of being remembered incorrectly So I s...

what do you say
when you know it's over?
does love just float away
like a leaf in the breeze?
...

I'm not a poet

have gone through the rinse cycle

writer of poems

what you think about the words what you think the words are worth do you like the verse to not fo...

I never talked about

I never do talk about

What would be nothing more

Than a poi...

I think we were cast on a journey where all things would be both known and unknown to us. We are ...

Time is a quiet teacher

it never raises its voice,

never begs to be noticed,

yet somehow...

can you see me?

a quick glance at my face
and longer stare at the clothes I wear
answering arb...

Have you ever

Written your name on a foggy window

Childs play

You know when its warm ins...

Just came out from debrief
aligning my perspective

calming my mind
focusing on the objective...

In between heartbeats

Whispered breaths of love

Nevertheless blessed

In the shadows of the...

it was all too good to be true...

you
in that hip-huggin’ black dress
just lookin’ for me to...

I know it's here
somewhere

saw it yesterday
scurrying underneath the bed
hiding safely in t...

They gave her a scarlet letter

without ink, without proof, without truth,

just a whisper th...