The following is an affidavit. It is a written statement of facts pertaining to a particular sequence of events, which provides a narrative with a disjointed and sporadic tale. When we write, we draw from our own experiences, creating a window to our world with our words. This...
“Lost and Found”
A touch of emotion, I can’t see.
Was it your breath?
I want to feel you breathe.
But I’m so far away- still thoughts of you come to me.
Setting me free.
I’m so far away and here I have to stay....
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...
My Brown Eyes
When, look into your depths, feel
I see your different layers…
Your essence more vivid then painted
pictures in a gallery of insignificant
or from your lips to the Gods with omni
potent ears in the heavens...
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
Against my will i….
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...
It happens, time and time again-you know theme where
they walk in.
They have that look that says – “they know they’ve made a life
mistake-getting sent out this place” – especially because
of their race...
Lotus Flower Bomb
Lotus flower of the freshest petals,
Blooming in the ambience of heavens
Hidden in esoteric meaning beyond
The most precious special….
The very meaning to adorn in exquisite
The Letter of a Gypsy
So this is a confession, I may be a stranger, but not too far
from where you are… Just close enough to admire your beauty
from afar…Not on some weirdo stuff, but on some real stuff, you got me turnin in my...
Ultra violet rays high light my high life,
Giving existence to fortitude in clarity….
Through the similarity to which I stand
In my position of light and likeness,
I find that my growth through experience
In life’s cycles...
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,...
Dying To Meet You
Through the circumstances
Of predicaments we meet
Blindly over distance…
Though chains that bind
This caged bird physical
Gives his Olympian spirit
Fashioned from the weight
Of the world heavy enough to...
The distance is greater
Than it once was
More than miles of highway
Miles of chain link
Or imposing gnarled and mangling
As if the sum of all
Those miles were not enough
There is the vastness
The strain and pain she has that look on her face-I reach to touch and smooth out her hair, but she doesn’t’ know I’m there.
That far away look she stares into space, what is she seeing-I reach to bring her back from that terrible place.
She looks at me, but I’m sure...
I was 15 when the concrete curtains fell,
And my space became a cell.
I yelled, I yelled for help,
but my cries, my cries though
were smothered by stone and steel.
Barbed wire twisted around my feet,
and the more...
My Thoughts Retained From Solitude
1. The Secret of life is to fall seven times and to get up eight.
2. To realize one’s destiny is a person’s obligation in life.
3. Remember life past but focus on life future.
4. Take advantage of the moments when...
Gone But I hope I’m Not Forgotten
Here today but as the wind blows I sway but neither here or there
I’m planted in drab shades of grey, from black I fade, I’m gone…
Hope I am still here and present in the minds of some, though the majority of...
My Princess, my Queen
You’re everything I ever needed
And when I see your face
Or hear your voice
Then I know I am defeated.
Because I can fight a lion
Or kill a man
But I can’t look into your eyes
My mind clear and feeling free,
Giving a sense of serenity,
Only seeing my point of destiny.
With my heart beating like a fine-oiled machine,
Pushing blood to places that are in need,
My lungs pulling air for my body to breathe...
"If Only I Could Now Go Back"
Look back with me a moment my sister,
as I do whenever I feel blue.
I recall the day you came home,
I couldn't wait to be the best big brother to you.
I swore I'd hold you all day,
spoil you by never...
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,...
"Things to Come"
Walking on the beach with the sand at my feet, birds flying through the sky, The Sun shining way up high.
Working in my garden I will do-the dirt in my finger it will run through. Honey Bees buzzing at head, the smell of greenery at my stead...
Convoluted Conservatorship (Dissemblers)
Intolerant exclusionists, chauvinists, and pliable palliating pseudo humanitarians masquerading as heroic court appointed conservators to/for we the indigent, mentally impaired, incompetent and/or the poor…
Wolves in sheep’s...
The Inquest (Scattered Moments)
Amid the daily atmosphere of obstreperous condemned men-children and the recurring high pitched ringings of large deadbolt keys heavily colliding (swaying to-and-fro affixed to the belt lines of prison guards hurriedly slamming heavy steel doors...
WOOD’S ANGEL; She’s not ostentatious, She’s perspicacious, PURE AND TRU, no other could do, Hand in Hand, Heart to Heart is how We'll enter VALHALLA’S GATES, just ME and YOU, Tried and TRU! This Man Loves YOU!
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,
Wilting red rose (ones lonely weeps)
Whisper to me the calm of Hope---amid a world so
full of deceit… Allow my seeking heart and mind to
know your loyal pearl smile of friendship as my
illuminating psychological shield of protection—
fighting to maintain
a mere mirage -
a projection -
of the acceptable
side of myself.
of the inner tumult.
Staying tacit rather
than halving my
“How do you Know?”
Laughing when your mad,
Smiling when your angry,
Crying when your happy,
Frowning when your pleased,
Giggling when your agitated,
Screaming when your titillated,
Thirsty when your wet,
Just My Thoughts
These is just my thoughts as I sit here in this four cornered room.
Sentenced to a lifetime of hell in this penitentiary cell
Inflicted by all the pain I’ve caused, by the mistakes I’ve made and all the wrongs I’ve done.