This poem will be short, As I am with inspiration, Sat here on a bus, I wonder... Why did I say ON a bus and not IN, After all, I'm technically indoors. Ambulating, or more accurately, sitting. I watch the world go by, Listen to music, Lust after the cut...
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 comprise...
She lay across the naked twin mattress That was haphazardly placed on the floor Propping up her notebook on her bare, bony knees Scribbling random words; trying to make them say moreWords and the wonders she could create with them Had always been her true...
"I can be tough,I can be strong,But with youit's not like thatat all...There's a girlwho gives a shit,Behind this wall,You just walk through it." I have walls... They're up at school and in front of my family and some of my friends, but I can't seem to ke...
“You should know I’m dangerous…” -Alesana, The Murderer. His stare pierces her, Embedding itself in her mind. The knife was hidden somewhere, He told her that much, Didn’t tell her where, Just if she found it, she would live. He found it, Dripping red fr...
When I was in bed alone after an uneventful August day back in 2002 (I remember because I recently got my heart broken), it wasn't apparent to me back then that I was having a moment which quite possibly changed my life. It was the day that my life as I k...
One world, one nation, and millions of consumers all consuming the same thing. Welcome to the Olympics 2012, the adopted sister of junk food, banking and chemical corporations. An alliance of huge brands with a market so perfectly homogenized, their only...
What does a poet need to compose a thought? Where is the inspiration That starts as a tiny seed?How do the words forminto pictures of the heart?Do the eyes of the scribetranslate? Is the laughter of a child,the smile of a baby,or the hug of a loved oneEno...
Taking out my player, I put on the earbuds. Each night when I’m jogging, I enjoy the alone time with my music. It’s just me, moon, stars, my running shoes and music. It’s time for my emotion to fly. When I’m in the party mood, my steps bounce with Good Ch...
December 20, 2011 Do I fear death? Death was before me Gripped Counting my seconds Of my life There I was facing judgement Like votes in a ballot Was I to live or die? Cash pot and lucky five Couldn’t save me All I had was God watching me My heart pound...
Let this be the time when I refuse to cry, when I refuse to let the past be the future that guides. Let this be the moment that I rush into faith, steadily rapping on the door so that freedom can take its place. Let this be the era when the color on my fa...
