Can you miss something you have never had? Do the pigeons desire the thumbs, the hands, we swear by, that have gotten us so far? Do they feel its absence as strongly as they feel the sun on their back? Do the fish miss the lungs that allow the animals to roam Earth’s bountiful jewels ever more beautiful, whilst they perish in the filth of their vices? Do the good long to be bad, in the same way that black longs to be whit...

''Deliver the message, become famous, make a movie , then push your philosophy...'' Married ManA time then cameWhen doubt forged a nameAlone at the desk, I blankly stare at this messA vision so blurry, unlike beforeDecades of writing, the world has not seenYears of injustice, finally in retreatNo more will I stay Mentally driven, wounded heart at bayA glance to the left A smile received The next thing I knewIt was a dream...

Light hitting her face on the glass,  This little mirror showing one lass. The ugly duckling not near a swan.  Nothing you would lay hands on. What she views she hates,  For she is the one cursed with this face. If you were to see, to cast an eye,  would you mutter bye before saying hi. For in this mirror I look,  looking at the tattered cover of my book. Not interesting, a bit of a bore,  pages ripped out and thrown on t...

"There is grandeur in this view of life, with its several powers, having been originally breathed into a few forms or into one; and that, whilst this planet has gone cycling on according to the fixed law of gravity, from so simple a beginning endless forms most beautiful and most wonderful have been, and are being evolved." Charles Darwin, The Origin of SpeciesI wonder why we cannot see the light?  We lose the fire and pa...

I will never again. Why you ask? Because I keep getting hurt by those who promise not to hurt me. I’ll never open up again, and give my heart to anyone. There are those who are never meant to be loved, and I suppose I’m one. I know my friends will tell me I’m foolish, and that I do deserve love. But, I know better. I've been used, abused, hurt, lied and painfully broken hearted. I've put my heart out there on the line to...

You know what? I trusted you. I let my guard down because you told me you didn't want to be like my exes. You told me you wanted to be different. You made me promises from day one. You kept telling me to trust you, because you weren't going to hurt me like the others. You told me I was too good to be hurt like that. That J-P was a foolish man, and didn't know what he was losing, when he left me. That when M-D left me, he...

Beauty surrounds us, we have but to see.The ugly is around us too, sadly. Paradox of life and death is our view. Enigmas form and still we continue. The true human spirit never gives up. It goes on and on until it must stop. I watch the little begging baby bird Trying to make its pleadings still be heard. Life is strong within each creature we see, And nothing ever will make them unfree. They too have the souls that we cl...

They lay there, comfortable together- he was in a good mood, chatting about football and his truck. Missy (Nymia) nods in all the right places and smiles at him, and kisses him when he leans in for one, but for whatever reason tonight, when he wants more, she backs away, shaking her head. He looks at her and she can see the anger behind the sweet expression on his face- eyes don't lie- as he says, "C'mon sweetie, please?...

Discovery Back in my youth, while pursuing the truth – I enrolled in a program designed to remove life’s mystique through a formal critique of the body, the soul and the mind. Attendees would dwell at a local hotel, in a function of fifty or more comprised of a blend of both women and men who were seeking a path to explore. The place of affair was constructed with care, not a detail was left unaddressed – the chairs were...

As I travel through this world of wonders Burrowing into arcana of life, Calling for someone to give me knowledge, Doubting the Word that is pressed upon me, Eventually it becomes so clear For anyone willing to look inside. Give your mind space from simplistic ideas Hucksters feed to us controlling our lives. Inculcating and pandering preachers Just trying to bend us deviously, Keeping us docile and simple and dull, Lacki...

“In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Bless me Father for I have sinned. It has been six months since my last confession…” “Nina? Nina is that you?” “Yes, Father.” “I’m so glad that you came to confession! We need for more staff and students to come to confession but you know these kids today – and especially the ones that we admit here - they don’t know anything about being Catholic! Most of them don’t...

I heard an honest man lie A disguise to hide and mask When did respect die Truth found at the end of a flask Sober stories wrapped up Plastic hearts breathe fake love Dependent on culture to make it Fame fortune murder Haikus of distorted pleasure What happened to respect Oh it floated away with the dead I heard the honest cheat A demise to hide and seek Predators absorbed in self image Preying on innocence Cheating out t...

A Glass Window Screaming, I woke up frantically searching for the lamp at my bedside table. My hands fumbled around until I found the familiar switch, and I looked down to see my palms sweating. Tonight was another torturous night plagued with the same nightmare that had been haunting me for years- darkness. Most people I know complain of nightmares involving falling, being chased, or fighting with something or someone. D...

It's an endless circle.A cycle that has a futile end right from the beginning.To act otherwise than who you aremakes the reaction the same then both parties leavewondering where the truth liesbut it doesn't.

My friend's soul I feel has been invaded. Paranoia taking over, their vision shaded. This person that I feel coming out right now.Is a stranger to me, foreign, different, Wow! Seeming to attack in disbelief, at every turn.Truth not heard, bridges now trying to burn. Fighting and arguing, not a healthy thing.Words draw blood, with a venomous sting. Pushed away, told I have lied, their pipe dream.What makes them feel I am p...