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Inmate Poetry

Posted on 10/9/2016

Hope

Hope was no longer in existence.
Hope, I so admittedly resisted.
Hope, I never expected to find.
Hope, I left so very far behind.
Hope, with all its godforsaken lies.
Hope, a part of me inside always cries.
Hope fills my being with her light from above.
Hope, a new outlook have I been given.
Hope, through her have I been forgiven.
Hope, again shall she not be lost...

Posted on 5/20/2019

This being human is a guest house

Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,

Some momentary awareness comes

As an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!

Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,

Who violently sweep your house

Empty of its furniture,

Still treat each guest honorably.

He may be clearing you out

For some new delight...

Posted on 7/15/2019

Dear Reader,

I know in some way, form or fashion you’re hesitant to open up,
I share in your fears of putting myself out there and being prejudged.
My current circumstances put me at a disadvantage that I’m not used to.
Like, “Hey! Look at the deeper me and not just the blemish you see, because there is so much more to this book”.
What makes me tick? As I fill in another 24 hours of not letting my mind, spirit...

Posted on 4/30/2019

"Shoplifting Philosophy"

Don’t use drugs and shoplift is my philosophy,

take heed or you will experience pain and misery...

Shoplifting is not an innocent crime,

it will lead to doing time...

Things can happen that you least expect,

like putting people in danger and having a car wreck...

Please take heed to my philosophy,

I learned the hard way and caused myself misery...

...
Posted on 3/10/2014

A WAYWARD SAILOR


All is lost though it seems,

Without my compass it’s just dreams.

A wayward sailor, that I am,

With no lighthouse I’m on the lam.

 

The waves crash over against my hull,

Which forces me to take hold and mull.

I fasten the lines and batten down,

Praying with all my might not to drown.

A strong...

Posted on 5/16/2017

FIRST IMPRESSIONS


Who are they to judge the mind I'm
In?
The ashes of dust we call the stars
Grim.
There's a mental phantom choosing
Reality.
Something of illusion professing
Immortality.
These illusions fix the stranger in
Flesh.
With the mind's eye on anthropomorphic
Mesh.
What impressions did the mind first
Imprint....

Posted on 6/10/2019

These eyes have seen the worst of life and a little of the best. I’ll always be who I am.
These eyes have seen gang wars that ended with people dying in the street, for what reason we’d taken another man’s life.
These eyes have seen broken homes and shattered dreams due to habitual drug use. Mom or Dad getting high is not an excuse.
These eyes have seen prison cells from the inside looking out, vowing never to return, but...

Posted on 5/2/2017

He Who Snoozes Gets No Muses

What I write now is no game, no ruse
Thanks to this website I have found my muse.
With her on the grass I go sans shoes;
She’s on my mind when I’m awake, when I snooze.
A man must have something for which he can live,
Especially here in the land of the shiv,
Where people have evil as their heart’s motive,
Where few have the kindness or...

Posted on 1/15/2019

My Confession

It’s time I open up, there’s no reason to hide
My pain runs deep because I’m hurting inside
Growing up I thought it was normal to be broke
But that didn’t stop my mom from doing dope
If she couldn’t get it then my butt she’d beat
I was 12 years old, she put me out on the street
I turned into a thief, “Why” you’ll see
Thinking if I support her habit, she’d love me
Over time...

Posted on 2/17/2016

“Remember”

Would you still know my face?  So close we had been.
Is there any trace of me left, in your head?
There wer times that I held you tight; my arms surrounding
you while you cried.
Would you still know my hands, if I held theme befor wide?
Many times to each other we spoke.
Listening to you – you listening to me.
My voice, would you still know?
...

Posted on 7/25/2018

PERCEPTIONS

I say spiritual, they say biblical.
I believe in self, they say it’s a miracle.
They believe in help, I believe it’s in the individual,
Living in hell has made me a little cynical.

I believe that doubt restricts the physical
and fear amounts to living miserable,
and it counts to be an individual
and what you're about will be residual.

And I...

Posted on 6/12/2018

 

My Road to No Where

It's hard to stay focused and in touch with my dreams
To block out the voices and misguiding screams.
They echo in my mind and tell me the wrong road to take...
Attracting me to a world where everything is fake.
Including my feelings and dreams that I chased...
Now I'll always have memories of years gone to waste.
I buried all my feelings and blocked out all...

Posted on 3/25/2019

I’m cool

And irate

Top ten

Both, a fool

Mad, hate

And again

And, again

I’m cool

I begin

To stop

Be straight

Like a pen

I mean

To mean

What I say

To stay

On my path

On the way

Have faith

Just in case

I don’t win

Begin

To stress;

A friend,

Is what I need...

Posted on 2/4/2019

 

My childhood self looked down at me

from deep in the full moon’s face.

His eyes did not remember me,

for these eyes took their place.

He squinted his eyes and frowned and said,

“You look like a boy I knew”.

Just then when you tilted up your head,

I saw my light in you –

A ghostly and familiar light

that chilled my moonlight spine.

For if you were...

Posted on 2/25/2019

Fly Together
By: GRRGACHE

Baby don’t you worry
Every thing will be alright
Jus hold tight by my side
Together we’ll fly high
Above the mountain skies
Over oceans and around the world a thousand times –

Baby don’t you worry
Every thing will be alright
Jus hold tight by my side
Together we’ll fly high
Above the mountain skies
Over oceans and around the world a...

Posted on 12/9/2017

Genuinely Him

I spin and rotate while standing still.
I of the Lotus, black fan, breaking hands, Martial Art Kung-Fu.
No thinking and thought’n or thought’n and thinking, only knowing.
Strike with wisdom, knowledge and strength (Great White Shark, Green Dragon, Night Owl). I am immune to poison. I eat it, human rats, human snakes, and bullies, etc.
My lifestyle is written in stone....

Posted on 10/9/2017

Untitled

When the time comes,
Will you say hello...
Open your arms,
Embrace me and welcome me home…

Can I sit and rest my feet
Quiet moments let them speak.

You were lost
Drifted away in the currents of the streams…

Posted on 2/4/2019

I Sometimes Wonder

I sometimes wonder does it really even matter.

Like these thoughts that go pitter patter in my mind aren’t worth saving.

Saying this all the while yet I still jo ‘em.

Sometimes I really wonder.  Can a good man exist in such a cold world as this?

Or maybe I’m just chasing daydreams that’ll leave me pushing up daisies.

Yet I still try to pursue an existence that would make...

Posted on 6/27/2019

“Greetings to You”

This is the deepest, sincere, thoughts of my heart, mind and soul!

Since the beginning of time, I've had these thoughts, desires and feelings towards you, before I was born.

Since I became aware of my existence to be, it has been a passion burning deep and strong inside of me.

This passion consumes me like hunger yet satisfied, many times it seemed that hunger was filled, but that was a lie...

Posted on 7/25/2019

An example of crazy is continuing to be the same.

When the same has never prospered you being a fool is what you claim.

Quit hunting things that should not be.  Enjoy life is what to do.

Turn in that dated uniform, and try on something new.

Negativity has no power.  Obstacles hold no sway.

Seek the good of your tomorrow.   Leave the bad for yesterday.

Show the world what you...

Posted on 3/11/2019

Wasted Time

This time that I’ve wasted is my biggest regret…

Spent in a place, that I’ll never forget…

Just sitting and thinking about the things that I’ve done…

It’s just me and my hard driven guilt…

Behind a wall of emptiness that I allowed to be built…

Trapped in my body with reality suddenly in my face…

Full of remorse and stuck in this place…

Now memories of the past, flash...

Posted on 7/1/2019

Time and time again
Senseless violence takes
A friend, brother, sister
Mother, father or child
All the while,
The world keep spinning around.

Another soul lost
Too many tears shed
Feelings of emptiness surround us
Another great human is dead.

Nipsey Hussle left us
But his name and music
Will forever live on,
Music played everywhere,
His name spoken from...

Posted on 10/10/2018

Some things are worth

Fighting for,

Too important to

Just ignore,

Or,

Allow someone else

To hold,

Especially one who’s

So cold,

That he could overlook

And mother’s tears,

Then murder what she created

And nurtured for years,

So no longer am I

Shedding yesterday’s tears,

But all the fears

That’s held me back for years...

Posted on 9/8/2019

I woke
From your filthy dream
This morning
In your filthy bed
With your filthy arm around me
And your filthy seeds dead-dry between my thighs

And exorcised
Your demons
Like every morning;
And found a tune
Fit to whirl a dervish to.

I went for a short walk
Along the narrow concrete path.
At the river
I practiced kriyas*
Then sat
To compost my...

Posted on 4/30/2013

STICK

They claim I’m insane,
I’m psycho,
That I can’t control my inner cycles.
That my mind’s fickle
That somehow I laugh when it don’t tickle
That I’m so broke
I feel rich with a nickel.
That if the worlds collided in the middle
I’m the pickle
They claim
They hope
My ways don’t trickle
down…
down…
down…
to the next kid. That if indeed I tripped...

Posted on 3/19/2018

An eagle’s sigh
And majestic tear
The raven’s reply
For never being here
A memory of tomorrow
And I’ll bet it’s windy
And tears of a clown
What’s that about
Words don’t
And all begins to speak
Words won’t
And all begins to leak
Into something
That needs meaning
And time to really think
I don...

Posted on 12/10/2018

“EVERYTHING”

I am from the tree that birthed the leaf
Which fed the caterpillar who evolved into itself.
I am self with the universe. I – AM – WE
Equals ME – are eternal, in that sense, death is only promised to circumstance.

For like the tree whose leaves fall only to
Make room for new bearers of oxygen –

I am from the winds that carry it.

I am from the breeze that blows the hair
...

Posted on 7/5/2017

Introverted Sunshine

Introverted sunshine…
Your nighttime dazzles while your stars blind
In reserved fine-ness your highness…
Though your beauty is in every eyes beholder
To those who can look up and define ya…
Under ya starry skies I wander…
Umbrella over me I’m under, it would seem
Mystique like.
More involved through my telescopes locked in...

Posted on 5/25/2018

People and Prison

People in the world wake up on a bed. People in prison wake up feeling dread. God remembers all the days you left.
People in the world answer their cell phones, people in prison the answer is gone, for God the answer is you're not alone.
People in the world eat in restaurants, people in prison eat where there's a lot, God sees forget-me-nots.
People in the world go to clothing stores,...

Posted on 9/10/2018

Dance Me Outside

She was arrayed in purple and scarlet. With hair black as choke cherries, her eyes the brightest obsidian beneath dark lashes. Hips don’t lie and I marveled with great amazement. Never have I envisioned a more carnal enchantress of an Isis or Cleopatra, Queen of the Damned, perfumed in Prada, knowing she was trouble. 180 proof, her cup was mixed double. “Pretty Little Thing, Owl Dance with Me”. She said, “Would you...