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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 3/14/2019

                         Lost and Found

Lost in my seclusion, embarrassed and ashamed;

I have realized the truth; It’s myself I have to blame!

 

A desperate cry for help, to our Lord up above;

Knowing of His greatness, longing for His love!

 

No need to try to...

Posted on 9/4/2018

In all my eagerness, for success to be reached

I remain poised, as still as the sign that says

Stop no longer distracted by the noise…

Hearing the world more clearly, a melody I can’t

forget, the universal signs & my thoughts collide

as I try not to slip…How often do these raindrops

drip & puddles form on the ground.  Sometimes

I stare at my reflection through them...

Posted on 11/7/2017


Hello My Friend

We all get hurt and get pushed
Make excuses and deny the truth
Wonder whether we’re good enough
Blame ourselves
Hide behind a mirror of lies that
Look back at us
The fire is pretty
We know it burns to the touch
Yet, it awakens us
We’re alive in those moments,
Tormenting our soul
Too scared to be alone
So we pour gasoline,
So that it...

Posted on 3/13/2018

1st N8V On Tha Moon

First native on the moon / That’s how much I love you / Plus I’m a looney tune / Pep Lapew / If I throw that tomahawk chop / It’s off the head with you / Scalps is over with / This the new school / Metaphorically speaking / In case you aint caught that / I’m taking heads off / A new type of warrior / In a battlefield that’s evolved / And if you’re still lost / That’s why...

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 11/28/2017

 

Define Me

When you look at me
And witness my personality,
Tell me,
What do you see?
And please,
Don’t be cliché or superficial;
Try to paint a detailed, fuller picture.
Assign characteristics, but then tell my why.
And if you can go deep, tell me why to that why,
As you try to undress my mind
To get a deeper understanding of the “me” in front of the “I”.
...

Posted on 7/6/2018

A Token of Love

Your personality is so welcoming and soothing.  Your smile so contagious.  It’s so warm and inviting like a hot fire on a winter night, pulling me in closer…  Holding you in my arms feels like a welcome home.  I feel safe.  As if nothing in this world can go wrong…  At this very moment, time stands still.  Your love transports me to another dimension....

Posted on 4/1/2019

“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 is perfect

But when we learn to see through the physical, we are perfectly imperfect

In our own ways we share our minds with others...

Posted on 3/12/2018

Reaching For The Portal

I stand at the barred door,
With its air of vainglory for keeping me imprisoned,
Staring out the windows to the outside world,
Whose glass is like a transparent portal through
Which the other side is another dimension.
Their sun shines through, promising a world of light;
Beckoning me with its contrasting warmth
Compared to this place where I’m...

Posted on 12/10/2018

SDVSTS

Stop Domestic Violence,
Stop the Silence,
Why is it silenced,
No hashtag for this one,
It’s still a loaded, gun,
Bang, bang, another baby stunned,
While he watches his mom
Being beat to death,
Another father laying his daughter to rest.
Who’s next!
Grab her hand and help her up,
Their minds are stuck,
Brainwashed and plucked,
The only voice she has is...

Posted on 1/17/2016

The Song Bird Parable

Look inside of my cage
And you will find shade, only in reliance…
For I am a caged song bird
Whose face drowns in torrents, but yet I sing!
Perched on my swing,
I flap and flutter in temperance
My bandaged wings, hurt!
From the fowler’s sling, the foulest thing…
But, but…My crown is king and kingdom
Sky, like, you can...

Posted on 10/22/2018

Women need love…men need respect. This is God’s design when both needs are met a virtuous cycle begins; a woman who is loved finds it far easier to show respect, a man who is respected finds it far easier to show love. When those needs are not met, the cycle turns vicious. If a woman doesn’t receive love, she tends to withhold respect, if a man doesn’t receive respect he tends to withhold love…Men must love unconditionally…Women must respect...

Posted on 11/21/2018

One night I had a dream, it left a tale to tell.

I dreamed I saw an Angel. Poor thing he was not well.

His body was bruised and battered. His wings, ripped and torn.

I saw that he could barely walk he was tired and worn.

I walked right up and asked him, “Angel”, how could this be?

He turned and paused a bit, then these words he spoke to me,

I am your guardian Angel a mighty task as you can see...

Posted on 12/9/2017

Mrs. Edible

A woman is known by the company her mind keeps.
And if you hear what comes out of her heart, goes to a heart.
And when you love yourself like she do, it’s a romance for eternity.
She (spouse) is priority, rapture is what she brings to the table.
That table, has a nutritious substance to maintain life and growth.
It’s a magnificent sight illuminating and plentiful,...

Posted on 2/1/2015

"Lost Words"

Pen in hand, paper at my desk I put down words I want to say forgotten all the rest.

Words they flow from my mind through my heart down to this pen and paper and that's how it starts.

Shutting out all interruptions around me, just pen, paper and words of finding.

All my worries, hurt, anger and fears, I put down on paper for someone to hear.

I scream, I shout in words I...

Posted on 1/23/2018

Make This Easier

You want to stop loving me
So, to make this easier
I’ll stow away the best of me
And call forth the worst of me
I’ll be the darkest
So, that whenever you close your eyes
Hopefully you won’t be able to see me
I’ll go the farthest
So, that whenever you’re alone
No matter how hard you try
You won’t be able to...

Posted on 6/17/2019

“This P.O.E.M. is the (Product of Every Man):

LIFELESS EYES

I feel I’ve come a long way,
Although there are memories in my past dark and grey,
Or I’m locked away, for forever and a day;
I still see the sun’s ray.

I’m real, in the gardens I play,
There’s nothing false I’d every portray.
Years ago, I would’ve tried shooting the light out of the sky,
Not knowing why; now I look to the...

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 3/13/2018

Waiting 2 Be Found

Friendship is hard to find, I seek while you hide.
As I search but still can’t find.
I continue my search while keeping hope alive.
Because I know you’re out there trying to find me.
But it’s like our roles are reversed.
You’re seeking, while I’m hiding.
I know it will be wondrous when I find you,
Or you find me, our bond will be solid...

Posted on 3/12/2019

“State Razed”
By Mark Perry

They say, “A man’s character is his fate”.
They say, “As the branch is bent, so the tree takes shape”.
Well if that’s the case, let’s see what they’ve created,
Take a good look at what
“Washington State Raises”

My life is like an open book,
With ripped torn pages
Or better yet an episode of
“World’s Wildest Police Chases”
If you could see inside...

Posted on 9/10/2018

Suffering in Silence

I’m suffering in silence
Really, I don’t want to be silent because my mind is plotting violence
In the form of riots against a tyrant called love who seems to have a bias
But instead I suffer in silence.
Because what can I say when every day love is on a vacay from the
Place in my heart that decays from dismay when it’s away
Making me suffer in silence
I feel so stupid...

Posted on 9/13/2017

 

Sticks & Stones

Words of deception
Void of self-reflection
Taught a false reality
Why how can this be
This is all I’ve known
Blind leading the blind
So I had to find out on my own
Like a chemical or a poison
False realities and hypocrisy
Sifting through it all
With my eyes wide open
A closed mouth don’t get feed
So that’s why I started asking...

Posted on 4/29/2016

Against My Will


I continue to rise above it….
Rich in spirit my net worth
unfathomable in strength i can
muster, when life’s custom and
product is too much and out of my
budget….
Against my will i….
still rise….
like goose bumps in icy winds through
clouds “in” sky, into the open air when
the world weighs me...

Posted on 2/7/2019

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

First the infection Then Mutation

Soon comes the outbreak Then the Quarantine

Twin blades to fight the darkness

Hella holds our only hope...

Posted on 4/15/2019

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,
The paint diluted with water to flow on paper,
Each stroke of the brush brings a picture to fruition,
Every detail laid down with a fine...

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 1/19/2019

Boys are students

Men are teachers,

Boys ask questions

Men give answers,

Boys run in gangs

Men organize teams,

Boys play house

Men build homes,

Boys make babies

Men raise children,

Boys will not raise their own child

Men will raise his and someone else's,

Boys invent excuses for success

Men produce strategies for success,

Boys look...

Posted on 4/18/2019

Fading Memories

The memories of you and the wonderful moments we shared,

Seem to me that they are vanishing,

And draining from our lives,

Like water in a bucket with holes…

The wonderful friendship we had is vivid in my soul,

Did you know that traces of you are found throughout different moments of my life?

You’re still here, but you’re really not,

It’s obvious that the droplets...

Posted on 3/20/2017

“Utopia”

I come to you through the night,
Close my eyes and fantasize,
Sense your presence and touch,
Feel my heart speed and rush,
My hands caress your waist,
Hear your breath in amaze,
Captured by the beauty you bare,
Absorbed by your exotic stare,
Your lips suctioning pressure,
Ecstasy increases pleasure,
Spread your long smooth wings,
Enter...