The universe conspires for the good of poets
-all her seductive beauty is for them
she will show you a glimpse of her treasure
and lead you away from the crowd.

Evolving into a new creature
the whole swathe of Humankind
inches forward into metric circles
with the tail of a comet eating itself
waiting the final explosion
to rip the fabric of space
so Man can peek beyond his nose
and bring into focus love and
loves demand to become a creature
who has the ability of eternal life.

Darkness in waves, he finds in this ocean,
All round his world, even at high noon.
While seeking light in that dark continent,
In her eyes, a surprise; he encounters sun!

its a Sun splash
in the grey

a moment of light
in the dark

a lantern
across the sea

a home
in eternity

Two cents anyone? I've got two cents here for sale.
I'll sell you two cents for one cent,
now have we got a deal?

If that's not enough, then you can have them for free.
They've just been burning a hole in my pocket, no but really.

Still you're not interested? Well you drive a hard bargain.
I'll pay you to take them, now that's what I'm offerin'.

Two bucks and two cents, that makes $2.02.
Just listen to me for a second,
hey now just won't you?

Like so many
times before,
she went out
into the dark
and pulled it
around her--
its cloak of
          charcoal
              staining
        her fingers
as she
grasped its
deeply opaque
fabric of smoke
turning her
eyes into mirrors--
mirrors reflected
inside out, thoughts
and feelings
brash and quiet
in their subtle
points of weaving
until the cold
gleam of shards
of the onyx air
clung to her form
like an inky abyss,
the very reverse
reflection
of black snow
spilling and seeping
into her essence,
filling the weeping
in whispery presence
until all she could do
was curl into the
soft embrace
of obsidian,
surrender her soul
to the starless sky
and let
it in

By: Cedric McClester,

Can you envision
What I’m seeing
You and me
In the Caribbean
On a secluded isle
Somewhere
Just let your mind
Take you there

Sit back relax
Hear what I’m saying
As mental pictures
Start to playing
There’s nothing for you to prepare
Just let your mind take you there

And can you feel
The ocean breeze
Wrestling through
The tall palm trees
And on the beach
If you please
The whitest sand
Anyone sees

Sit back relax
Hear what I’m saying
As mental pictures
Start to playing
There’s nothing for you to prepare
Just let your mind take you there

As the breeze
Blows through your hair
And I make you very aware
Of just how much I really care
Just let your mind take you there

I’m trying to paint
A mental picture
Though champagne might work
A whole lot quicker
As for the details
I’m a stickler
And I can lay it on
A whole lot thicker

Sit back relax
Hear what I’m saying
As mental pictures
Start to playing
There’s nothing for you to prepare
Just let your mind take you there

Can you envision
What I’m seeing
You and me
In the Caribbean
On a secluded isle
Somewhere
Just let your mind
Take you there






Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2016.  All rights reserved.

I remember the days when we were two stupid kids,
we were eating blackberries grown on tombs
and the moon was just a big stone
the sun was leaving its last breath on.

Now I am looking for you on the Wood street
where you last time smiled at me,
on the Wood street where people eat with their hands
the remains  of those burned by unhappiness,
while fools sing about love and dreams and the holes in their hearts.

I am looking for you
and I don't know whether you are a human or a dream
or the ash
that slips through my frozen fingers.

Maybe you are just the hole in my soul,
maybe the moon is more than a big stone,
maybe I loved you
maybe
you are still there somewhere
in the Sun's last breath.
Maybe it's just your smile
that has burned
covering my soul
my hands.

yes.it seems to be stopping now.



it is lifting.       it has been raining

a while you know, in the bedroom,

bathroom and the cellar.



it was heavier outside, faster

than the slow drip of gloom.



sheltered here, we weave and dream

a summer palace, and silas

marner.



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