Stop thinking with your heart Start thinking with your mind You got nowhere to start & got nothing to find Begin with what you know Grab on to something nice Hold on to it then let it go Before it turns to ice Now hold on to that flame Get your ten minute tan Nothing will be the same Try to keep...

Wake up Breathe in there’s oxygen Open your eyes and you’ll see The beauty of the day that was set out to be Open your mouth and speak The sound of your voice everyone will meet Lift your arms to the sky What a wonderful gift,no one can buy Listen…just listen,tell me what you hear ...

“My soul is the part of me I least understand. Somewhat an illusive commodity… But I know this of my soul… “It believes”. It believes in me, in you, in us, in the bond that we have embraced And will continue throughout this life and whatever lies beyond. My soul longs for something greater...

The soldier boy was sitting calmly underneath that tree. As I approached it, I could see him beckoning to me. The battle had been long and hard and lasted through the night And scores of figures on the ground lay still by morning’s light. “I wonder if you’d help me, sir”, he ...

My love, I have tried with all my being to grasp a form comparable to thine own, but nothing seems worthy; I know now why Shakespeare could not compare his love to a summer’s day. It would be a crime to denounce the beauty of such a creature as thee, to simply cast away the precision God had place...

The ocean is dead… hear the dolphins cry Hear their emotionless hearts tremble high as the metallic moon shines down on the sea it reflects the death in the oceans deed Where ships sailed and canons died I find comfort in the echoes where dolphins cried Their lonely cries rising up to the heavens ...

Dull iron fetters chafe marrow through flesh Blood bonds with rust and scarlet with maroon. Fumes of necrosis trail a single file And pollute the lungs of a dead platoon That will carry on, even to the dearth. Carrion, without the comforts of earth. From the putrid mass rises dissonance Dissidence a...

These words degrade the paper as they write By failing to suppress and condem desires That spill and dry with spotty ballpoint ink And coagulate like blood as hope expires. She will never grace these words with her gaze. Or smear them with her crying, or quiet The wails of a soul in isolation Fight...

Complexities grow, thriving, as odds become rife, Possiblities trend to the exponential. But He wont breathe yet, not to speak it into life: Handfuls of silica stifle on potential. Artist’s hands safely driven by an engineer’s mind Soothes and smoothes granules to create true curvature ...

Tears as a fist grabs a soul from a sanctum. Entrails and blood left pointing to a culprit Who gloats in the glow of this coveted prize Oblivious, ambivalent, unwilling To release it to familiar constraints. It grasps at solace and holds fast its own hope It’s own home, it’s old past, re...