Invisible handshake
& a red rose
are like a white cloud
floating in ecstasy
in a wide pillowed infinite sky.
Sometimes raining
sometimes chased
by a summer sun.
~~
May 4, 2025
May 4, 2025 at 12:29 PM UTC
A lament—
mine pleasure?
A flower—
mine happiness?
They bloomed
with quiet splendor.
Yeah I plucked mine joy
for myself—
& left the stem hurting.
Does Lament now bloom in them?
Ahhh,
my beautiful Delph.
Apr 17, 2025
Apr 17, 2025 at 5:00 AM UTC
Bury a prophecy
— resurrection assured
(The New Room: April, 2025)
Apr 16, 2025
Apr 16, 2025 at 3:54 PM UTC
He had wings that
gave him flight.
The sun was
beautiful and bright.
It melted into the ocean.
But there is danger in
flying too low as well,
just ask the mermaids in
the depths of hell.
The seawater screws
up the lift.
Fly to safety and
peace,
not the
fantastical or
far-fetched.
You don't need to
have it all.
Beware of
too
much
ambition.
Apr 16, 2025
Apr 16, 2025 at 3:26 AM UTC
***** and broken
dreams fall like
slanted rain in
a hurricane.
Mud-faced youth
plummet to the
ground.
Apr 16, 2025
Apr 16, 2025 at 3:26 AM UTC
Let your sore bleed
Let the soldiers speak
The pain of the military
The soldier’s war poetry.
~~
The dog crying in the streets
Listen to the news of the devil
~Crossroads~
A glimpse of the red light!
~~
The speed of green tank wheels
The sound of fear that the night reveals.
Apr 16, 2025
Apr 16, 2025 at 3:25 AM UTC
~
We capture recollections
exist in the now
sketching a destiny we may never reach.
Would you erase the past
wipe it all clean
like waning tears dissolving into time
letting a momentary thought
flow away
~~
just before you die?
Apr 16, 2025
Apr 16, 2025 at 3:24 AM UTC