Life is tender and tasty
Ignite the fire of your imagination and
Grandeur is only limited to the
Height of the ceilings of the page
Thrive in the glory of its grip

A family of trees
Stays true to its roots
Sinks deep to quench a thirst
Ancient and insatiable
Determined to be stable
As well as free
Branch these crooked fingers out to the sky
And the sun shines a smile
On each weary leaf
Glistens a energy
That livens up each stem
They stiffen to attention
And soak the wisdom in
The very core of their being is lifted
levitating
Rippling out into new possibilities
The struggle and competition
For nutrients is endless
But the urge to live is powerful
Graced with rain
The dew spheres dance
swaying and swelling in the  cells

The spacious forest
Turns to thickets
Location gives advantages
The privileged grow greedy
And the rest grow weedy
Flexi fibers lack the strength
To stretch upward any longer
Their core too encumbered
In the absence of the sun
They begin to live in the shadow of another
Their limber bodies swoon
Curving down to the ground
The weight of the world
Resting heavy on their tense shoulders
The rest continue to gravitate to a ball of fire
Like a moth to a flame
Absorbing a lovely nectar of truth
But soon the heat begins to penetrate
Deeper and deeper into their thick skin
Scorching
******* out all that love within
Fire breathes into the family
The dragon gains speed
And feeds on the dead needles
Before leaping into the canopy
In unity they stand tall
Individually they fall
But even if you burn this down
And a phoenix grows from the ashes
The cones would not spread life
Without the aid of a fire breather
And the cycle of life begins once again
Every tree germinated and reborn
With new eyes and open arms
Ready to let the wild nature of life
Back into their souls

Running down the riverbank
The moss is wet and slippery
The willow trees whisper in the breeze
As I dance with the wind
Smells of sweet honeydew and rotten leaves
Paint a smile on my face
The water lilies and narcissus bloom
White pedals in my wake


Ivy leaves like snakes do slither
And trap me in their grip
Tangle my flighty feet in its long fingers
And I meet the icy arms of the creek


The splash is loud and the slap is hard
But how I love to swim
It is cold and calm and I hum along
How it echoes in the deep
My feet are numb and my lip trembles
My battered clothes catch on reaching branches
tug me farther in
Like childrens hands excitingly pulling me close
Before too long all my troubles are gone
the restlessness finally settles


Blue blood like ink
pops out of my paper skin
I close my eyes and succor my speeding heart
And there I am, frozen and ******
From my seaweed hair to my dead white feet
The nymph of earth, water, and air
I relinquish this life of pain
Of empty pernicious words
Flirtations will no promises
Hamlet, Father, Laertes I am no longer in debt to thee


Ophelia my sweet, come from the waters deep
Thy flesh has grown so cold
Soft skin wrinkles into old
A bitter bark stains my tongue
Oh god what have I done?

Like a desert longing for the rain
My mouth is left parched and dry
The sweet sticky sprinkles of salt
Lingering from the long lost sea
Filling me with melancholy

You are like a sour punch to the face
Sweet and sour to the taste
Visions of green and pink
I love you my sweet
Though I know you are no good for me

There's only so many blows I can take
Before my heart strings break

Mother me in this maze
Blood transfused in your gaze

The flood is high in confined quarters
your eyes shimmer like coins on dying days

The passage through unknown waters
The light reflects white through our barters

My hand extends to a friend, briefly
we make amends with the alignment of lines on our hands

Bull and battered man combined brute force with a weak mind
but even your unkindness inspired warmth in my eyes

Tears tear holes in maroon silk
Blood red rubies fall from the slits in our faces

The salty seas add insult to injury
transport power from poor workers to hungry eyes

We are mere travelers blessed with wooden cognizant hearts
Secretly teasing the embers of life to ignite our hearths

There is more to see than raging seas of empty flesh
Crimes of passion and tears of possession are weaved and liquidated

Run after the river of your ancestor's pursuits
Bright and beautiful lights bouncing off the mirrors

Enticing secular exchange in specular reflection
The same mistakes are made for eternity since antiquity

Stomach acid spouted a collection of frogs from my mouth
Saying all the wrong things
They leap and hang on my lips
Jumping with eager limbs
And reaching havoc on your plans to flee
I scream a prayer
And wait for people to not be so quiet and angry
This silence is the greatest oppressor
And he has settled in you and me

Your voice is like a virus
Infectious and deadly
It invades my thoughts
swims into my nervous system
your malicious words manifest in me
and overcomes my benign state of being
manipulates the cells into a chain reaction of shock
you monopolizes every motive
I have no other defenses to call upon
my movements become slowed
you settle into the control room
and shut me down
I force a wall of white cells
to guard what little I have left to salvage
but I know it is futile they replicate in a frenzy
with the pressure of time as motivation
to curdle my cells to a pulp
my mind is racing and hot
sending signals but getting no response
searching for a way to help
Everything inside me boils
The heat contained beneath my skin
is like a furnace releasing heat waves
visibly manipulating the air around me
like acid moving across the thick tracks
of an oil painting and instead of steaming out of my pores
most of it stays trapped inside trying to mend the attacked tissue
putting my inside into an endless world of hell
but once you are defeated
You will be apart of me
I will know you inside and out
I'll be immune to your type for life