Thursday, June 29, 2017

redemption

if i could collect all the sand
from this beach and place it in your hand,
every grain would find its way
into your palms and heart and stay
there for a period of time so excessive.
don't blame a grain if it gets too obsessive.

- - -

a shadow emerges emphasizing beauty,
evoking a sense of artistic duty.
i feel obliged to show my feels,
for we are food for our meals.

a gift on canvas slits my heart,
making some blood ooze onto my art.
the richness of the red color vibrance
emphasizes this romantic alliance.

fiery

accused of felonies,
innocent she is. -
nothing illegal,
except for true bliss.

betrayal embodied
by future parents
extinguishes fires,
evoking interference.

involving oneself
in happy occasions
apparently leads to
a plethora of accusations.

weeping sounds
in fonts so distant,
eased by love
within an instant,

hold a wide
array of longing
for acceptance
upon morning.

Monday, June 19, 2017

a small dose

you erect your thoughts on paper,
protecting that which happened later -
that word is overused.
time; a concept so misused
by addicts hooked on serotonin -
the external manifestation that keeps controlling
every move you make,
each one getting more and more fake.
a small dose however, can heal scars,
drifting away eternally like the stars
which we gaze upon with each glance
in the direction of the moon and its dance.