Art was never replaced
It was simply defaced
By eyes that carry traces
Of distain or disinterest
Disconnection from whats best,
About reading a poets chest
Of words and entertaining rhymes,
More to them like limes
Sour use of their time,
But what about the heart
Where lives the truest part
Of the souls love for art,
They say poetry is dead
Barking about value instead
Bringing home some lead,
Willing to scroll all night
With no health or might
Only circadian rhythms blighted
By the content with no contentment.
May 20
May 20, 2026 at 7:02 PM UTC
Apocalypse day,
Powers out across the road,
Railroad tracks empty.
Indigo sunsets,
Layered altocumulous
Floating gray cloud banks.
Only the lonely
Observe past and future now
Leaving no facts out.
Surely, April Fools!
Apr 20
Apr 20, 2026 at 5:04 PM UTC
The Sun is flaring,
Life's not seafaring
It's hot magma time
For disappointments.
Care you for love,
Then redrill once,
Twice or three times
Into that well.
Wellbeing
Swells up
To the max,
Feelings
Are mood
Flares!
Mar 24
Mar 24, 2026 at 3:04 PM UTC
In the mountain forests pine
Taking a day of time
To grow in the sunshine,
Shining bright white clouds drift by
Making shapes you see fly
Changing stories up high
Listening to hills sigh
With winds blowing breath
Birdsong chases death,
No dying on the peaks
For all the life you seek
Is right where you left it
Still sparkling as you sit
Under dark skies, starlit.
Mar 7
Mar 7, 2026 at 10:20 PM UTC
No grand entrance
Just a new chance
To make a stance
Not hidden by a dance
No wasting time on cant’s.
Can’t you bring your shield
Protecting lowborn fields
Of dreams and schemes sealed
The strength of Thor’s appeals,
I am reeled.
Really taking a day
To say what I want to say
As an excuse to rhyme away,
Powers raining today
Allows flood of thoughts ways.
Hail to champion King
Of common men who sing
Praise to hero’s that bring
Our blessed freedoms ring!
Mar 5
Mar 5, 2026 at 3:17 PM UTC
Quiet calm proceeds dawn
Dawning with suns hush
Hailing without some words
That only parrots know
Knowing words can be sung
As the daylight comes up.
Night owls hoot softly
Ready to sleep days
While mists lay lowly
On ponds that ripple
Fish sending up airs.
Bubbles pop up
Like spoken words
Air is required
To give them sound.
Whisper winds
Through willows
Wishful spells
Spelling
Hello.
Mar 3
Mar 3, 2026 at 3:54 PM UTC
My life may contain appellations
of various shades and stratifications,
and love may seem peppered
by the bullets of blame...
but this soul
that is divine,
as ribbons
festooning my mind,
whose eye isn't blind
to an original blueprint
you can't build
nor find
Exogenously.
Feb 13
Feb 13, 2026 at 12:59 PM UTC
Bring the emptiness to words
Important to sentences flow,
Go within to find what is
Being that awareness of the now.
Present in the now of yourself
Brings the emptiness to words
No thoughts of past or future
Without shape, color or design.
Come to oneness of pure being,
Only self can be this,
Bringing the emptiness to words
Neutral ground zero.
Free from minds chains
Linked only to the beauty
Beautiful self inside,
Brings the emptiness to words.
Feb 5
Feb 5, 2026 at 12:35 PM UTC
Edible flowers
Silently color the day
As butterflies light.
Cool evenings balm
Carry furry bats on wings
Meant to catch the breeze.
Deep pink and mauve sky
Color the the twilight with love,
For the earth scatters
Sunlight with a thousand paints
More pure than the clearest stream.
Feb 5
Feb 5, 2026 at 12:33 PM UTC
Do you strive
to open eyes
in a dream?
You do wake
in the morns
misty fog.
Do you care
where dogs doze
on rugs worn.
You do love
sunrise ups
over nights downs?
Do you dare
to write over
the lines lost.
You do see
how life shares
drops of rain.
Do you find
what was lost
or what’s gained?
You do write
or sing songs
all the night?
Do you love
to just do
what you love?
Dec 17, 2025
Dec 17, 2025 at 9:40 PM UTC