In the absence of light
We would cradle and kiss
it's what I most miss
when I wake up at night
Sep 1, 2025
Sep 1, 2025 at 1:30 AM UTC
Inhaling a plumeria breath
it's the sweetest place to be
every time
she's hazel and vibrant
bursting vivaciously
wending in the wind
the branch that cradles it
hesitates letting go
their union an expression of mutualistic movement
A verdant jungle fog burns away in the morning sun
touched by the soft, glimmering rays
bringing clarity through the dew
The trade winds resonate through the tree
guiding the flower to a new home
Sep 1, 2025
Sep 1, 2025 at 1:29 AM UTC
A mountain shadow reveals the subtle
personality hidden at midday
gently sculpted or roughly chiseled
a surprisingly standard life flow
eruptive growth
obstinate longevity clinging to balance
that's comfortable and doomed
to be whisked away as dust
illuminous and enlivened plants
secretly glean with the moons arrival
bundled energy ripens after years
shooting forth in a display
congratulated by the hummingbirds
skittering legs dart
for the nearest available safety
but their patience betrays them
as our eyes could never pinpoint
a flawless design
an orderly world gives way
to random angles
a method unknown to all others
the thirst is timeless
and ready for satiation
whenever the skies oblige
Aug 25, 2023
Aug 25, 2023 at 3:57 AM UTC
Life stretches skywards
plucked by an unnamed child
and chewed for an hour or so
then dropped in a catatonic drool
I'm a worse person in my dreams,
which one am I really
contemplative harrumphing
cosmic fractals pose dramatically
but the paparazzi is focused elsewhere
when my hands cup dropping water
it's the same face half-veiled by fire
and the trance created by its traipsing limbs
leave the men in circuitous conversation
Mar 5, 2018
Mar 5, 2018 at 2:59 PM UTC
It is the short, hurried gasp
the one where your lungs are already full
but dread's insinuation
jolts your blood and
stretches your eyes
making room for a bit more
Sinking, with bubbles trickling away
the concept of breathing takes its occasional
leading role
meditation is a luxury to those without panic
or maybe that is the answer
either way
I should have practiced more
I do fear death
No denying that
it's too instinctual
and I feel very connected to my body right now
this is where every person turns to God
and o' how humble we can be
apologies and promises
when were you last this genuine
it's only after God saves you
that you degrade again
Aug 1, 2016
Aug 1, 2016 at 4:56 PM UTC
New earth settles after a volcanic birth.
It's fresh and arrogant.
The ocean shuffles knowingly aware of the naivety,
but continues apathetically.
As they meet early on
the rock resists as the Queen's Guard resists attention.
Even when
the ocean's relentless battery takes a chip from the rock's side,
the rock mocks the injury,
"It took you that long?"
However, the rock still doesn't grasp its predicament.
Nov 18, 2015
Nov 18, 2015 at 1:59 PM UTC
I would like you to come on a journey with me
so close your eyes as I read to you-
when we consider our evolution
and key points of progress
we can backtrack from computers
to the combustion engine
to Carnegie steel
back to the wheel
fire and walking upright
however, we aren't wholly unique
all life forms communicate
but the power of language has enabled us to share this knowledge
on another level
now, I wonder
have we reached a peak
the precipice of what language can offer
to demonstrate
think of someone who loves you
do they need to say it?
isn't it in their eyes?
pouring from their skin?
think of a political ideology, an event in history,
the moment someone tore your heart out,
something that brings rage
the heat roils within you
tension can be felt through the silence
this is communication before, and beyond words
with your eyes closed
feel the blood moving through your shoulders
soft beats send it down your arms
this life-force trickles into your fingers
pause
and focus on the blood in your fingers
notice the energy
and what is energy?
it is movement, it is vibration
this energy radiates from your fingers, from your feet,
and especially from your head and heart
this energy is genuine
full of truth
whether positive or not
where words leave space for error, misunderstanding, and misdirection--
--hold my hand and tell me what you sense
whatever it is, it's not a lie
Alfonso told me
'We will look back on the day we needed to use words to communicate
and smile.'
Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 6:01 PM UTC
You care about starving children
but dumpsters house five course meals
we preach the sea ice is melting
when carbon clouds still trail our wheels
Don't misunderstand
the idealist talking isn't the problem
beyond complaining
beyond capitalism, socialism, red or blue
look where your finger is pointing
take your straight arm
bend completely at the elbow
understand the new direction
and heal you
Mar 25, 2015
Mar 25, 2015 at 8:06 PM UTC
This was the jungle
bristles sticking me obliviously
the grade forced a monkey's canopy dance
yet I hadn't left the ground
some insatiable thirst for excitement
pushed the course upwards
scrambling through fruit and fallen nuts with a
lifeless leaf litter
but the trees and their roots
anchored my ascent
after spotting some passion fruit
I understood the symbol
the ideal descent
legs brace and flex
as the stream bed becomes a reality
with uncanny placement
a majestic pool lay
awaiting my pleasured cooling
the ancient energy oozed from the ground
shimmered between leaves
and bounced from sky to water
I now understood the name Valley of the Kings
Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 4:10 PM UTC
An exponential explosion
losing potency
the orb of energy gasps
with its last act, fortissimo
the universal pattern emerges
unsurprising, yet ambiguous
arms as fluid as
the harp of Orpheus
hands of grace
caress the faces that appear
a clinging flitter
dwindling into the abyss
with your passing
the beautiful cycle continues
Mar 23, 2015
Mar 23, 2015 at 7:19 PM UTC