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(in the form of a little sonnet)

In realms unseen, where dreams and truth entwine,
A sonnet born, in mystic verses wrapped,
Abstract surrealism finds its roots divine,
Within this cosmic dance of words entrapped.

In boundless thoughts, iambic beats prevail,
Oh sonnet, vessel of the surreal plane,
Moonlight’s silver veil reveals the tale,
Within your grasp, release from worldly chains.

Through tangled threads, our spirits take to flight,
Portal to the poet’s boundless soul,
In sonnet’s arms, surrealism alight,
Let magic thrive, forever keep it whole.

In realms unseen, where dreams and truth combine,
A sonnet’s power, everlasting sign.

:: 06.01.2023 ::

Cocobel’s Upfront Adult Conversation

Cocobel was sitting in his office when Diana walked in. He smiled at her and gestured to a chair. “Hey, what brings you here?” he asked.

Diana sat down, looking nervous. “Coco, I need to talk to you about something,” she said, fidgeting with her hands.

“Sure, what’s on your mind?” Cocobel asked, curious.

“I’ve been thinking a lot about our relationship, and I think it’s time we have a serious conversation,” Diana said, her voice shaking slightly.

Cocobel frowned, sensing that something was off. “What’s going on, Diana? You’re scaring me,” he said, leaning forward.

Diana took a deep breath and looked at Coco in the eye. “The truth is, I’ve been using you,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’ve been using your fame and fortune to further my own career.”

Cocobel’s heart sank as he realized what was happening. “What are you saying?” he asked, feeling betrayed.

“I’m saying that I never really cared about you, Willy. I only cared about what you could do for me,” Diana said, standing up. “I’m sorry, but I have to be honest with you.”

Cocobel stood up as well, his face twisted with anger and hurt. “Get out of my office,” he said, his voice low and cold.

Diana tried to apologize, but Cocobel wouldn’t listen. He called his security team and asked them to remove Diana from the premises.

As Diana was escorted out, Cocbel was left alone in his office, feeling broken and alone. He sat down in his chair, trying to process what had just happened.

After a few moments, he realized that he needed to focus on his work and his passion for creating new flavors and pushing the boundaries of the confectionery industry. He decided to put the incident behind him and move forward with his life.

In the end, Cocobel learned an important lesson about the importance of maintaining authenticity and integrity in relationships. He vowed to be more selective in choosing partners and to make sure that they were interested in him for who he was and not just his fame and fortune.

:: 04.18.2023 ::

Poet’s Notes: The chocolatier, named “Cocobel” for a chocolatier is a unique and rare name that combines “cocoa” with the French word for “beautiful” (bel). It evokes a sense of elegance and beauty, which could be fitting for a chocolatier who creates unique and beautiful confections.


EVERYBODY screaming for solutions
we all know how unaware politicans are
we all know how God love us all

We can change the world

People starving from confusion
mothers with babies they cannot feed
fathers who cannot find a job

We can change the world

We’re all complicit
because we can change the world
its a spirit of unwillingness today

And it’s today and not alright

So let’s change the world
older people say this is wrong
younger ones say teach me

The solution is within your heart
no, not above clouds
so we all bleed and cry

Put away the gun and hatred
Put away acrid words of the devil

We can change the world

A world inside a class
a teacher who hasn’t shown
up for teaching evolution

Let’s get this right!
Alright? Okay yea.

It’s the constitution.
Bill of Rights.
The blood our fathers and
mothers bled for us to scream out!

Anyhow you know it’ll be alright.

Children crying. Grown ones cower.
How my God it’s not right.

:: 04.05.2023 ::

Love’s Dream

The moonlight shimmers on water’s edge,
A gentle breeze rustles through trees,
And in my heart, a melody’s born,
A song of love, that sets my spirit free.

The notes, like butterflies, take flight,
Dancing upon a breeze with grace and light,
A symphony of passion and delight,
That fills my soul with purest joy and might.

The world around me fades away,
as I am lost in the divine play,
A moment suspended in time and space,
A glimpse of heaven, in earthly place.

And in this moment, love’s sweet spell,
Enwraps me with a gentle swell,
the magic that I cannot tell,
But that my heart knows oh so well.

So let the melody linger on,
A tribute to love, forever strong,
And let its sweet, celestial song,
Guide us through life, where we belong.

:: 03.03.2023 ::

Inside Us is Messiah

i became everything
when i became myself
“it is an ancient
knowing.” i said
to just One of yours
who our Mother sent
then this world

We saw more. and cried.
giving a bit more time.

now running out.

:: 02.10.2023 ::

Cold Wet Feet

My delightful fair strobing lights
good cloak and your mind is
fancy this night.

 “Is she fair? Is she promised to
the night?”  

 Oh, your heart is a Mouth biting reflection
of fear ~ yes, she is weird.

  Like the sun
  Like the stars
  Like the shadows
  promised to the night.

And where have you been couple and hey, hey.
   Within cubicles of pain and worshiping
   our previous Lives.

LL 12,12,2922 LL  

Ode of Freedom

my hands smell like heat burning inside
my mind & i possess something that’ll set
a’fire a shadow of Life
but first allow me to say how i feel inside.

Now, that this one:
for Lies is buried;
this one for Pain
and now this one for Pride.

before sunset i buried them all
deep within the soil where i wept
this ode of freedom.

How this ancient dust falls to ground
and the hairs upon our arms stand up
all while i crumble inward
deep inside__of__me. My redemption song
, the cost of all happiness.

While the little virgins
are giggling amongst themselves
a waterfall drowns their glee
and within a whirlwind His Presence
came around \well, if this is Death
then life was Hell for me. To start again
a trillion light years away i would just
hug myself. And this ode of freedom is
all i ever hand.

:: 11.10.2022 ::


There are darknesses in life and there are lights
and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.

You are an example to all of us who love you.

He wished to kiss me again, and I resisted it this time,
but in the back of my mind it seemed to me that he had
almost been in despair.

You don’t hear or see somebody talking in this way unless
something terrible has happened to them.

I told him I was there. The man he wanted. I wanted him.
And then, feeling ashamed, I hugged him.

Now he was getting the message: I loved him!

That’s the last thing he needed: to feel loved, then to realize
it, then to die!

Suddenly I didn’t feel tired anymore, and we went on our way.
Him unto dirt and me into the world naked.

The next days I was determined to get some news from him, any news,
by his ghost but there was nothing.

As such I expired my body by blade. Bleed. And became his
as he was mine and I was his.

:: 10.29.2022 ::

a Taste of Infinity

AND i say love is
gravity pulling minds & hearts for untold centuries!

My Lips have grown cold | as hops hoppering grass
-hoppers | as love personally looking like   GOD  
(i love YOU).

   This entire single pin-pricked
atom is a beautiful evirescent
taste of infinity … (ellipses to
the left)

   My skin touches you : your Love
feels & i love the technique of
conversation dear ~~~ my tongue
rests there by paradise.

So many odes.  Buried by sands of
inconsequential moments.  i, this
poet, does not give out or give in |
i am more than wolf.  

   I am true man.

:: 10.23.2022 ::
(a new word tonight)

Love Is a Blooming Flower

I am (my love is) love as if you were
the free rising winds
of life or arrow
of roses and thorns that disperse despair!

I love you as towering buildings
stand tall and thunderheads speak
with lighting;

my nature is natural to love you as the
plant that blooms and carries beauty
hidden within itself until the light of sun
brings forth those flowers as my heart
blooms for you when the world sleeps.

I am there I love you as mystery breaths
the interest of wondering minds and the
dense fog of some- time life is difficult
but mostly I am deeply
appreciative that there is no I or you,
only our hands entwined by faith, love,
devotion and time.
I love you.

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