Tag Archives: #thoughts

A SECRET THOUGHT

at times i think
if my skull
were opened
one would find
a beating heart
instead of brain
and within my
chest;  a cavity
to fill with hope!

:: 02-21-2015 ::


SEX 101

Light cried
when God
shouted,
‘AH!’
and all
climaxed
giving birth
to THIS!

:: 11-02-2014 ::


TODAY A VISIT BY SECRET THOUGHTS

The enormous crowd of my secret thoughts
knocked upon the door-soul of my heart
Just today, absent any butler
I had to answer — I saw his coattails
fleeing summer that was my butler.
And the face of the door smiled
but the knob too hot to hold
and my feet a pool of cold sweat
knowing my thoughts that revisit today.
I only had — wished I had, a new thought
but could only feel the deepening dread.

And the door opened…

:: 10-20-2014 ::


ABSTRACT CONFESSED

i step upon my
sun-pool dreams
a winter moon
this morning
cathedral spine
my kissing spring
talking symbols

and the riddle
of anguish at peace
with resurrection
if longer — smiles
the nights grow
devouring man

And zero zebra,
undulating umbrella
dancing in front
of my little church
i touch with spire

Today is a winter moon
in summer or spring
and fall between me
three cats, a broken heart

:: 10-13-2014 ::


A THOUGHT II

my silver lining
see the crystal
rim of thinking
and what golden meaning
simple being

:: 10-13-2014 ::


FEAR

Now, this isn’t the time to freeze up!
Leave your comfort zone and just do it.
And if you feel the need to vomit,
well, just swallow it!

:: 09-25-2014 ::


WORLD, NATIONS, STATES & PEOPLE

Despair!  What name
given by the devil.
Made me try to eat,
yes it did, try to
eat the sin of
hope — I told it no!
And the world, and nations
and states and peoples
took a bite, yes they did
bit into that apple of
the One but I say,
“you may have an answer
but not my question
and the world isn’t
so neat and I worry
for those who think
it’s so” —
The world, nations,
and states, and it’s
peoples, love that bite
yes they do, an apple
fallen from the
tree of life!

:: 09-25-2014 ::


ORIGINAL THOUGHTS

ORIGINAL thoughts
c r e a t e new
u n i v e r s e s

:: 04-03-2014 ::


A HUNDRED POEMS – 052

MY thoughts
so large
an undetermined
size
One below the trees
another above
the skies
The elements, they shape
that which perceived
the rest by humanity

:: 04-13-2014 ::


THE MORTAL WOUND

THE mortal wound cut my soul
— a sword through thought
jutted through skin and bone
Why fear the thinking voice
— a visitor we receive —
mostly without choice?
Comes fright not from
the unspoken words
but a ring of truth
that may be heard

::01-06-2014::