Ayelet Ha Shakar
(“Morningstar or Deer of the Dawn”)
Who would you be, if I knew who you were?
That YHWH must come first in your heart, that much is sure;
faithful and loving, that my heart be secure.
A warrior, a princess, and fearless in faith,
It is essential that we address this very important aspect of life, which is to live in the moment. All of us at one point in time or another have been tripped by past situations that have caused (by our negative self-encouragements) many years of incomfortability. This pernicious process has...
Passion For Art
It begins in the mind as a seed planted in soil,
Scenes that form from the colors of imagination,
Taking shape within the soul to boil,
Each object pieced together from fragmentation.
The picture is drawn out of shapes to lay a foundation,
I have been exiled from society,
A threat and a menace is what they call me.
As I sit and count those who are real,
I’m high in spirits, even while confined to concrete and steel.
The things that I cherish are so far away,
But I am not...
“Today I touch base with a friend, hoping she can hear me”
Tomorrow I wait for the day I touchdown, and she meets the real me
True men do exist, yet they’re hard to find
Someone with the Heart of Gold, so real, so kind
Everyone has flaws and imperfections, no one...
If It Was Me
Police are killing innocent people at an alarming rate,
And none of its hearsay, everything is caught on tape.
Even with that overwhelming evidence, free, away they walk,
I pray for the mothers whose sons lie in chalk…
People like myself who...
The vodka on your breath
Could make a small boy dizzy;
But I hung on like death;
Such waltzing was not easy.
We romped until the pots
And pans slid from the kitchen shelf;
My mother’s expression could not
Unfrown itself, the hand that
Held my wrist...
Both, a fool
Like a pen
What I say
On my path...
I am looking for someone to chit chat
Who shares from laughs and cries
Someone who will never play get back
& to walk this path with side by side
A guide at times, friend and companion till the end
Someone who will speak their mind
Lost and Found
Lost in my seclusion, embarrassed and ashamed;
I have realized the truth; It’s myself I have to blame!
In Flux (Of leverage and levity)
To hate the soundless sounds,
Like sunburnt backs.
Jumping here and there to escape
The passive psychic sores;
That these micro-grains
Polluting my veins
In vain, have
Surrendered to a Slavic weeper’s woe
In The Echos Of Silent Confinement
Does crystallized carbon feel the pressure that
transforms it into diamonds?
Does gold cry out as heat purifies it by refinement?
You can hear the whines and whistles of a machine
when its gears are out...
The Love I Never Had
If I could, I would give you the love I never had
Growing up as a child, raised without a dad
I wish I could hold you, I wish I could kiss you
God, how much I miss you,
Watching you grow from jail is hard, communication is
Just received the heart-rending news late today,
My best friend died a sudden death yesterday.
When the whole wide world was completely a drain,
You were there to ease the unbearable pain,
Always helping to keep me mentally sane.
Now I’m having...
Tick tock goes the clock
Dripping down the walls
Melted wax and broken glass.
are on Epitaph for all time.
The final wave is on its way
Sent by Cybia's hand
a team of 3 to save the world
Aura's bracket shines bright
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...
At times I’d rather write my thoughts than sit and write my family.
Expressions of my youth reflect through truth and understanding.
The problem with that is understanding has been amiss.
So expressions of a twisted individual are what exist.
Should I take a razor...
The words I speak are true, if you do not believe me listen to the news.
You say nothing is going to happen, but have you forgotten disasters?
You say all is good and okay, but why do you stay?
I am the Lord your creator, so please let me do you a...
Hope to me is life. Without hope there is no life.
Hope is what keeps me breathing, hope that someday
things will get better. Hope that I can change,
that others will see that change.
Hope that the future will be less painful than the past.
“In Search I Might”
Somewhere along my train of thought,
A sudden rush created a spark.
A spark that flowed within my soul,
Longing for a friendship that would grow.
Nothing more than sincere rapport,
Built on loyalty, trust and more.
The first time I held you,
So small and brand new;
Tears came to my eyes;
And I whispered, “I love you”.
The first words you spoke,
Were music to my ears;
I was the one you ran to,
And got you through your fears.
All around nothing but white
But everywhere you look, you can see signs of life
A snowman dressed with grandpa’s old clothes
The little children make Frosty with a smiling pose
The joy of life can never be more present
The presence of snow is always its...
That file is not me;
It does not accurately present my personality,
Nor does it portray my true identity.
It’s merely a biased summary;
Highlights of my life’s mistakes used to characterize me into the villain that the system needs me to be for the...
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...
You took my kids away from me
and they don’t even live with you
and the fed’s did too.
You put me on child support,
But you can eat too.
The fed’s fabricated my case
And your life is fabricated too.
chipped paint, rusty doors
stained steel, and cracked floors,
a black rose
rose for an encore.
Rooted by tears of spilled dreams,
and the soil of being deemed
unenviable for life’s theme;
The way we feel
On mocking taunts
Spieled for our kneel.
Do you - Be you
In the battle
Verses of you
Turn down the bass
On the music
Tuned to debase
Some things are worth
Too important to
Allow someone else
Especially one who’s
That he could overlook
And mother’s tears,
Then murder what she created
~Reflections~ Part 1
Precious reflection of mine, allow us to reflect on the rejections of time as we inspect the misconceptions of the neglections of a unique mind…
Confined conflict refines chaos by declining to impersonate. Designing a mined mind defined by defiance and inner...
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...