Falcon 1/7/2023

Be on the concave  Burrowing deeper within the crust  Driven by discovery   To unearth the inner core with our trowels  In spite of grinding of molars at night  In spite of hip tension     I choose Exodus   Rather than settling  U-turning back to a beginning   I choose to challenge falsities and self-blame    I choose Life  With…

Toe to toe

here I stand   toe to toe    soaked in the emulating smell of a punch bowl    you disappear among the shadows  Among the neon green and grape purple balloons   Reflections of the strobe lights   so blinded by this bright folly    Falling slowly, effortlessly blameless   A spurt of surrender in a shotgun confetti       Thoughts streaming out like…

Moonshade

I saw youover the moonMoving to unmarked destinationDwelling in a shadowy graveWe are all unlit roman candlesStanding in the middle of streetsMisfiresburning at both endsHidingUnder moonshadesAs night walkersI can’t seem to findThe neon lit exitAs if trapped in a locked theater

Me Above

me above allfloating aroundin tepid transparencyme seeing a sliverme believing in youbelieving in mein this rhapsodyin our affinityme dissolving like morning dew on the grassand seeking out to questionenjoining a response to your reposeme extending an olive branchis me forgiving me

Bougainvillea

When life is stripped of its leaves   Shorn of foliage, greenery   Bougainvillea can blossom   Shimmering desert vine    Vibrant magenta dress    draw bumbling bees  And those attracted to mystery   You cast aromatic spells             Dazzling        Without any qualifications

Walkabout

Boots grinding ice crystals into powder Gregarious brook divulges to infinity Treefingers steered towards the firmament Mid-February peppermint air Twilight ushers an extended shadow Far larger than life Chase after the facsimile Extended beyond man’s reach cast upon fences, and embankment Over azure solid ice pond A peeping crack Bubble eyes dawdle underneath Skating for…

The Great Pumpkin

Wait in the dead of night a passing breeze, a moon rise time peeling away slowly how it is utterly lonely Stand in attention for the Great Pumpkin Will there be favour on his face? or will he turn away in disgrace? here we bide his second coming with our faith often fumbling Great Pumpkin…

Shangri-La

Oh Shangri-La
a kingdom unparalleled
roundabout itinerary
to a mystical city

desire

The line between desire   And fulfillment   The reach of the finger, of the breach  Sweat beads leave a tail of remnants, followed by the quake    Run around chasing bread crumbs trailing        Scattered into the cracks liberally       A craving for a sensation    elusive without a tether      Envision a rupture       All these tectonic plates could…

Yarn

a tear in the fabric pull out a thread unravel a ball of yarn several years lead me to meet my Maker raise the knife to slay the ram saying it was for the Creator to test you what a ruse to hold a sham hand a full house built on sand the boy prowls…