War raps impatiently at the gate Demanding   "Give me more!"   They gift bombs and rockets and jets Scattering sheep   They desire yours for themselves Aggressive and tactical They threaten to bury you   They tell you "You are trouble!!"   As THEIR tanks sit by YOUR land Scaring the lambs   But … Continue reading Peace →

wrinkle Lurking like thieves Ready to ambush the best of every occasion Stealing youth Their very name carries ill repute The world determined to straighten them out.......... (What ever that means)   They enter unwelcome Objectively etching themselves upon us Making us who we are Telling us where we've been They 'ruin' our clothes Our … Continue reading Wrinkle →

Ready New Queen of my domain I am top of the world As far as I'm concerned And never you mind Co's i'm doing just fine I will not hustle or bustle Mine is to be still I am best as I am Predetermined Strong as a man Maybe YOU should pray Tell the guards … Continue reading Ready →

I am love and I am hate I keep score A reckless mouthy mess I draw a line in the sand I make the rules Cutting the fat I am a carnival Feasting on my own delusion Hungry Cornered by my own desires Caged I am wild A seeker of idea's I go to crowded … Continue reading Seeking →

The fan stimulates the curtain It dances seductively Confusing the observer Is it organic or object? The window lights the dark room The outside becomes cinematic to the observer A solitary man sits black against its light Highlighting his loneliness His glass golden His hat forlorn The three gaudy images on the wall laugh at their … Continue reading The Three Monks →

Love cannot lie Although we try We convince ourselves it cannot exist We become chameleons Averting its attention Though we try to lock it down and put it in the grave It cannot be held by mortal ties It wrenches free from earthly bonds It twists us open like a can of beans It tenderises … Continue reading Love Cannot Lie →

I watch a bird take flight It is not mine to own My hands forget sometimes They desire to cling fervently to things that wish to fly My hands wish to hold onto it, because it is what I wish to be I step back and await My heart desperate and hopeful for its return … Continue reading Releasing and Finding Awareness →

I am still But I am movement I feel you crash like a tsunami Made for me My pleasure I feel like one Here there is life And peace And love And faith And hope Transcendent quiet thunders into my soul Disturbing it Quaking it Pounding my blood in my ears Making me face truth … Continue reading Hortator →

I am toasty On a cloudy day I have plenty In a moderate way I'm a castle Made out of sand I'm an ice-cream cake In the hot hot sun I'm a lot things to a lot of people But we are all seeds waiting for the sun I'm the best fruit On top of … Continue reading Bubbles and Gum →