determination?
all i have are half-hearted
bets i always lose

shallow roots
the slightest breeze
a torrential event

I haven't tried
Tried in so long
But everything is fine
everything is fine
and I haven't tried.

Working in the field
The hot sun beats down on me
I hear the whip crack

Amazing-Rivers
Go even long distances
Just to kiss the sea.

You only live once?
What an interesting thought.
But maybe it's true.

If death's but a door
To paradise forever.
The blessing of God.

No one asks for life.
God provides it free to all.
"You only live once..."

That portion of life
We spend on this planet Earth
Is just a prologue.

While here we should love,
Do good, and glorify God...
Set our sights on Him.

My BODY will die.
But my SOUL is infinite,
And will be reborn...

My corpse will decay,
To dust my tissue return.
But I will go on....

You only die once.
And thus escape this cold world
To the arms of God.

If we live just "once,"
Then life goes on forever...
Aim for Paradise.

she pushes
my buttons
like a puppet
on a string
she plays me
in shadows and in gray
her hands
so easy
I don't see it coming
but I dance
all the same
a trick lucky clown
when she kisses me
that I stutter
and fall
the game
playing me
but i play on
she plays on
until I tell her
I love her
she plays me
in shadows and in gray
Lays on

I miss my voice.
I miss speaking clearly with precision.
With words attempting to paint a vision.
Consistent monotonous syllables pouring
from a mouth connected to a brain that
functioned at a quick pace and found
each word a place.
A learned habit.
Diligently sought.
Quickly forgot.
But I celebrate.
Words will flow freely,
my brain will think purely,
words will be sublime.
With ease I will speak,
with the display of tender
and meek,
reflecting the God I seek,
proof that Christ makes
the strong from the weak.
No worries.
No fears.
Knowing love.
Crying joyful tears.

Like a hummingbird
Heartbeat races at the thought
of nectar kisses

Inside I am hurting
though I am supposed to stay strong
Need to move past
all this romance gone wrong
I felt my heart breaking
I held on to my pain,
loyal to the end,
despite my disdain.
Still with reckless fashion
and burning desire,
I abandoned those dreams,
extinguished that fire.
I would love forever if given the chance.
But I'm weary now, too tired to dance.

peaceful snowflakes
calm the raging campfire

A runner caught in between a choice of two safe havens; one has greater reward than the other yet outnumbered in foe so the plot thickens whilst the crowd roars in glee at the quick facts and fiction of the scramble.

After,
the critique sounds like bable.

You're ending line feels like a runner
who doesn't have confidence in their ability.

everytime I see her
already
i miss her

Tell me you just can't 
but with others its easy... 
Thats just disrespect 

There is a difference between can't and won't.

Three months pass
Shadows growing longer
Head taller than the rest

you can carry them with you
wherever you go
drag them across the earth
but they will only take
where the soil is right.
it can be years of looking
and prodding
before you find the patch
that's right.
but when you do
the roots will take immediately,
and you'll grow again

They're a funny thing
You choose things, a word - maybe even a person -
Who you tell yourself really matter
Then you just forget
And maybe what you think matters really just doesn't

Once I missed her more
Even than my own shadow-
She, my sweetheart now.

Permanently limp
Entire dreams crushed
Never to rise up
I remain flaccid still
Loving lost
Entire dreams crushed

some time 
catching the edge of here 
some time 

magic 
trick 

waiting like a rabbit 


most times 
alone on a field of green 
cat can’t see me 

football 

tossed salad 
in a high hat 

stove pipe dream 

some time 
it might be true 
who are we 

some time 
counting on you 

just sometimes

the nun
loves Jesus
but heard the devil was a real looker

surface tension-
a drop of rainwater
caresses a leaf

It's irrational,
why so many pies are round,
knowing Pi R Squared.

Emotionally
Constipated because I
Don't give any *****

Between life and death
On the brink of disaster
Breathe in that next breath

her trite words,
forming trite sentences,
trite ideas.
a trite person.

Pride runs deep
in the response to critique
believing truth is yours to speak
instead of accepting the thought is complete

Pride creates vanity
when we portray personal perception of sanity
as a means of clarity
to support our desire to shape humanity
ignoring our own profanity
that exists in one's own mind

You reek of pride
hiding behind your glass wall
thinking yourself to know enough
when you know nothing at all

Oh Babylon you sit
on your thrown of ancient stone
will you forever sit there
until Christ has you overthrown?

Leave me alone.

rudderless, weary
empty hearts full of loss
meet in the hotel

let it out
let the world back in
a beacon of hope

fight like siblings
love like family; any
port in a storm

brothers and sisters
that i could take away
pain from love forlorn

and mend all shreds
of misfortune
previously torn

brought on by whiskey
in the end
this was just a thought

a glimmer of hope
boys in bars with sculptured hair
girls trip on their heels

where, where are the men?
smear faced desperates lament.
not in the club scene.

and these boys care not
a woman could scar ego
so they pursue girls

Just an afterthought
in the story of your life.
      (Parenthetical)

the arid breeze,
fields of wheat when I see
her glow, her gaze.

Negging the perceived 
Bad and ignoring the good- 
Selective blindness.

clipped wings and encaged
la paloma no vuele
no puede cantar

Navidad-Es
Alegría y tristeza
Al mismo tiempo

Translation:

Christmas-Is
Joy and sorrow
All at the same time

shy hand
played slow blues tuned
to you
skip a beat

up for

hopscotch
butterscotch

deep decades

aching tooth

broke off in saying
i love you

seeing his children
now all grown up, he wonders:
where did the time go?

Nonsensical crap
Written down in worthless prose
Such a waste of time

Walk through the park-So
Cold I can almost *******
Next hot chocolate.

How am I to feel?
Nobody can answer this
Not even myself

Apple of my eye
Inspires bounce in my step
Smile jumping for joy

she laughed
breeze swept her hair
wind tickled neck

lines on his face
every time he saw her
smiles

she learned early on
it was to be her own coat
that would keep her warm

I wonder if he knew I was there.
My father, that is.
We were not very close at that time.
Typical things
Hair too long
Wasting energy on foolish things
And on foolish friends.
He worked too hard for nothing I wanted
And I worked too hard at nothing.
Words grew sparse with increasing distance.
When the time came that I was not quite a man
And he dwindling away.
I would go to the hospital on my lunch break,
Creep into his room.
At first he put on the brave face
"Gonna fight this bear"
But the bear was tireless and metastasized.
Often when I arrived, ***** and sweat stained
He would be asleep
And so I would sit nearby
And if he woke we would talk.
I would encourage him to eat
And he'd say "I'll try".
But often my time would pass
His eyes still closed.
And I would creep back out.
Decades later, I wonder
Did he know how many hours I spent
Wordless and waiting.
Unaware of what I needed to say
And believing there was nothing worth hearing.

dehydration
alarm clocks blink noon
blacked out evidence