I hurt my knee when I fell
I felt faint like a spell
A collision between me and the floor
I had a bit of concern
When my leg twist and turned
Now it doesn’t hurt anymore
My balance grew stable
And now that I’m able
To walk when before I could run
I don’t mind it though
I come and I go
At least I can still have some fun

‪A red sky is baptized‬
‪The break of dawn ushers in‬
‪Hidden behind loose clouds‬
‪Sends shivers down my skin‬
‪The sun is aglow‬
‪Unresisting its fate‬
‪As the spinning earth, trembles‬
‪Not too soon or too late‬
‪A timed evolution‬
‪A welcoming state‬
‪Just God and his paintbrush‬
‪Oh, how he loves to create‬

My anguish spills onto the canvas
The expressions, I try to convey
They’re projected, using multiple methods
A visual representation, put forth, on display
What I create, it speaks to my vision
My understanding, in tangible proof
It might produce, more questions than answers
But there’s a fine line, between fiction and truth

Ignited by your beauty
Your undeniable finesse
I could not look away from
you
In your gold embroidered dress
You sparkled like a diamond
You shined like summers day
My retinas fried from staring
But I could not look away

‪She waved to him goodbye ‬
‪Said “I’ll see you who knows when”‬
‪Thanked him once again‬
‪For the hand he said he’d lend‬
‪Left as parting friends‬
‪With a chance to make amends‬
‪What all happens now
Will become clear in the end

I’m struggling, trying to stay afloat
It’s been on my mind, what you said, the last time that we spoke
I can’t clear my head or focus, when you think it’s all a joke
I just need to carry-on, when it’s clear that I can’t cope
And tie a knot, with all I’ve got, at the end of my own rope

It’s not something you can touch
Or something you can feel
It’s the combination
That gives it its appeal
A culmination of both good and bad
Somewhere in between
It hovers over everything
Like a lucid dream

An apricot coriander
of daffodil dissent
Grew up to emancipate
And then later circumvent
But poutine wine
and dandelions
Coming this way,
Went
Have no degree
As to what decree
They haven’t mentioned yet

Stored deep inside my memory bank
Are my memories of her
A reconstructed cocktail
You need only to stir
To jostle my brain
The despair and the rage
And render it clear
From anymore pain
Remembering the good
A smile, a wink
And a good conversation
That made me think
Her caring, her kindness
The love of my life
Taken too soon
And just doesn’t feel right

Just a puff of cloud
That was all it took
To send him into orbit
When he turned back around to look
The earth was like a marble
Like you see in all the books
But what he saw scared him pale
And left him scared and shook

I am unattached
Free from ties that bind
I yearn no living mortal
Nor have I sought to find
I do not wallow in my loneliness
I embrace it and embark
Into a world of emptiness
Taking comfort in the dark
No nagging words to stir me
And break my freedom down
I’m never ever truly lost
If I don’t want to be found
And this is where my comfort lies
Away from eyes that pry
So that I can live out my life
With no one asking why

A fool in love when intimate
An object of desire
Steamy hot encounters
Hearts an open fire
The smell of stinking sweat
A glisten and a shine
Looking deep into your eyes
Knowing that you’re mine
Held on tight
To the moonlit night
And a glass of well aged wine 🍷
A sip to lip
Down your throat
Done so by design
All the while
Dripped in style
Developed and refined
Till the day
No games to play
Like when we were a child

I’m caught up in a web of lies
I’ve been prayed upon and victimized
None heard my shouts
My endless cries for help
Through feelings never felt
I’ve gone numb inside my brain
Finding ways to cope
Laying off the dope
What was once dire straights
Is now a beacon light of hope

Amber pedals mixed with gold
Picturesque, truth be told
Something simply beautiful
In a world that can be cold
Yet, they still rise and bloom
On sunny afternoons
In the spring they’re free to roam
Along a country road
And wave to passers by
On the highway to the sky

Your words flutter
Into my supple ears
Piercing the ring of fire
Like tiny jagged spears
Echo reverberation
Of the essence; pure
Sheer determination
Evening the cure
Absorbing the temptation
Building up contempt
For surrounding retching
Disposing what’s been kept

The story lies in the pages
Whether it’s read or told
With a beginning and an ending
Printed up and bold
Cuddled in a blanket
Keeping out the cold
Allowing my imagination
To make the barriers explode
Take off on a journey
Sail the seven seas
Dangle from the mountaintops
Trying not to freeze
Or wrestle in the jungle
On a large trapeze
Balancing on a tightrope
At the mercy of the breeze

I wish I was in love
Or just the feeling of
The euphoric bliss
The sultry kiss
Together, when push comes to shove

I wish I were elite
Head down to my feet
The hero of the day
While bringing color to my gray
Completely mesmerizing
In your own special way

I left her there in the dust
What I thought was love
was just lust
I believed only her I could trust
About intimate secrets discussed
But she sold me out for a price
What she said wasn’t very nice
Before I trust again, I’ll think twice
Too scared of rolling the dice

Around a jar there’s an eternity
Of endless grains of sand
With water flowing from the jar
Dousing the dry land
Though visually misleading
The world contracts and expands
Which could be the final factor to the detriment of man

Amber essences glowing strong
By full moons steady light
Boldly mixing natural cords
Still feeling quite contrite
A melancholy breeze
Sings a ballad out of spite
While harmony withstanding
Sips a milky white delight

My shadow saw its silhouette
It scared him straight to life
He now goes by a different name  
And is married, with a wife
On rainy days, I miss him
Or when darkness falls
Unless there is a light left on
Then, he’s on every wall

My story is an oddity
A cool saga; epic tale
despite the misconceptions
I’m no savior to the frail
Just a humble servant
Too stubborn to fail
Wandering through the universe
Sizing up to scale

Written for your eyes to see
Something more than words
A grand illusion of universal thought
Let’s fly higher than the birds
Don’t you get it twisted
There’s been scars and burns
But none of that can take place
If we get what we deserve
But I can still write a tune
And relay back what’s heard
There is no rhyme or reason
Quite simply, it’s absurd
How’d we get things to where they are
It’s cause for our concern
But with every problem there’s a solution
This meeting’s now adjourned.

Despite the final words “The End”
There’s still some more to read
In the realms of folded pages
No story is complete

With rough and callused hands
Large, teary gentle eyes
A colossus of a full grown man
Is gaged by sad goodbyes

A giant among his peers
Just one of the guys
But a menace to the little man
Of stature and of size

I know your favorite color
I even know your favorite shade
It reminds me back to a time
When promises were made
Back when innocence was plain to see
I don’t mean *** in between the sheets
It was a look, a wink, a nod, a stare
The moments in our lives we shared
Now to think that you don’t care
Well, nobody said that life would be fair

When I look into your eyes
I see the deepest darkest depths
That goes on for an eternity
I see tears that have been wept
I see empowerment like no other
No wilt or run for cover
I see passion on a monumental scale
I see resilience in your efforts
That culminates your days
I see a bright and better future
Filled with love and praise
That is what I want for you
To overcome and to be free
And to live a life worth living
That is what I’d like to see

Powerful pictures
Can be seen with the eyes
Theres universal displeasure
For the incessant lies
They tease us with tall tales
Promises and bribes
But all that they’re producing  
Is the country’s own demise
They wear masks with smiles
Then sell us the dream
But the evil’s always lurking
And they are not who they seem
So take notice of photos
They may be all that we have left
For the path that we have chosen
Breeds contempt and neglect

In the winter I shiver
From morning till night
Near the frozen river
That glimmers on sight
It’s not for beginners
On thin sheets of ice
As the stars shine and shimmer
Like diamonds; quite bright
Using only slightly a sliver
Of silver and gold
To enhance the quality
Of a cold piece of stone
And entice the giver
With no cold nights alone
While being kept warm by the fire
Inside our new home

He was wealthy, but was fair
A multi-millionaire
He had a racket in the city
A businessman with flare
He listened to his buyers
And gave them what they wanted
As he made his way to the top, undaunted
He was quick to turn a buck
Had no need for luck
He was king among the people who were pawns
He made the poor the rich
Then wound up in a ditch
And that’s exactly why we hear of him no more

There is no known cure for my love
The source of my infatuation
It’s been manifesting in my heart
It’s my very own creation
She simply takes my breath away
She has my adoration
A model template on epic scale
Through sheer determination

The mirror shows the face I almost know
I seem to recognize from a long time ago
He looks familiar, like a guy I once knew
But I’d never dare to take a step or walk a day in his shoes
He had it rough growing up
But he made it out fine
He stayed under the radar and never did time
Except for the time in his head
And the struggle within
And feeling discomfort inside his own skin
That I can’t handle
That’s when I quit
Cause who the hell has any time for that ****?

I’m mired in new war decals
Complete from head to toe
Most of them are anti-war
But some of them are pro
Where there’s conflict
There’s unrest
I’m not easily impressed
We need love
We need a splash in the pan
A gunman undercover
And some coffee in a can
We need joy
A crack of the whip
One solitary lover
That’s pretty well equipped
We need hope
A crash on the shore
An anti-revolution
And the reason that it’s for

The tree stands alone
It’s only ever known
This place as it’s home
So it starts to wonder
Are there any others
Am I free to go
Then it wears a frown
Realizing it’s got its roots
Planted firmly in the ground
So it stands alone
The wind that blows
The only friend it knows

A view of all the city
Looks like ant farms far away
And all of its complexity
Where some might go astray
Take in all the scenery
The horizon, passed the bay
Breathe in and get comfortable
And know that all will be okay
In the end, nothing more matters
Up the hills with rolling hay
Far away from city life
Is where I want to stay

What I don’t understand
Is how one simple man
Has the inability
To live his best life

Born with a gift,
Dismissing a myth,
But no sharper than the blade of his knife

Trying to stay relevant
While avoiding all contaminants,
That enter my body
And alter my intelligence
Or was that its original intent?

I’m my own worst enemy,
Mired in complacency
Blinded temporarily,
By what supersedes my transparency

Above the smog;
Below the dust;
Bolstering my pretentiousness

Why address it’s pertinence?
Is it worth the time I must invest?
Whilst outgrowing my petulance,
And being played like a stringed quartet?

A hungry mouth
Forsaken vows
A lifelongs worth of discontent
Standing still
Burning with my past regrets

“Fear” being the four letter word
That starts with “f”
But is rarely ever seen or heard

It runs my world
It’s been rehearsed
It drains me dry
It causes thirst

That once quenched; sets me free
To be or not to be,
With or without thee...
That is the question that must be asked.

Running free in high spirits
Their manes flow in the breeze
Together in herds
On the vast open greens
The mares fall in place
As the stallions lead the way
Through fjords and through valleys
They prance and they play
At one with the landscape
Cohesive, untamed
Loose and unbothered
By rigid constraints

Those cemetery gates
Iron bars of wrought
Climbed over by hooligans
Some of them, they caught
Others, they went missing
Never to return
Some say they were eaten
Others say they’re in hell getting burned

Cherries, berries, nuts, and cream
Dipped in chocolate, what a dream
Milk, and sugar, and cocoa butter
Chocolate tastes, like no other
Some will say that vanilla’s better
They need to get their act together
Cold, or hot, or melted down
Chocolate’s king, and wears the crown

I’m in line on the runway waiting to take flight. Not sure where I’ll be landing or what the weather will be like. Will I reach my destination? Will I get up off the ground? Will I slowly make my way or will I reach the speed of sound? Will I seek out self-destruction and contribute to my own demise? Will I believe in all I hear or what I see with my own eyes? Will my life be good to me?
Will I grow up strong?
Or will I be proven right for what I knew all along?

An iceberg floats at level seas
But what you can’t see, lies just beneath
An untold story of catastrophe
That ripples the waves with a stiff breeze
And robs you of your humanity
Just like robbers or petty thieves
They’ll leave you hopeless, down on your knees
As you sit there and you beg and plead
For things you know you can’t achieve

You’re my object of desire
You’re my succulent, my sweet
My friend for every battle
In which we’ve never met defeat
You’re the air in which I breathe
My every want and need
You’re the love they tell in fairy tales
In every book you read
You’re my heart and passion
Of this, I will concede
You’re the red I see in roses
And my bandage when I bleed
You’re the fire in my sternum
The flash of sudden heat
The one that gives me goosebumps
Every time we meet
And that is nonrefundable
You can’t take back what’s truly mine
The feeling that you give to me
Every time you come to mind

They reveled until daybreak
They drank, and sang, and cheered
They welcomed anyone to join
Offering everyone a beer
A smile that’s so inviting
Completely, and utterly sincere
May as well see what’s going on
And gauge the atmosphere

I asked if she was happy
She said “she’d never been”
I said “is that your final answer”
Then she looked at me and grinned

There was no dress rehearsal
Life was coming fast
No time to sit and wallow
Over events of the past

She sat there filled with wonder
Like a kid on Christmas Day
Filled with thoughts of passion
For the intimacy she craved

She’d become a nonbeliever
A penny for your thoughts
He was a champion deceiver
Until the day that he got caught

That was the basis of her sadness
As I could clearly see
That’s when I held her in my arms
And said “you’re safe with me”

Through the awe inspiring darkness came
What’s left of Edens remains
The waterfalls and luscious greens
The rock that’s nestled in between
The appreciation of a flawless scene
That unfolds into a vivid dream
And sparks the flare that intervenes
By giving rather than to receive
Which then takes the place of fears
Until they disappear
Not breathing in the air of life
For them to persevere
Thrown away and put to rest
While both forgiving and sincere

With our backs turned to the waves
Tanning on a sun filled day
We adhere to what the body craves
And reap rewards, within restrains
Sounds of seagulls
Crashing waves
Pose for pictures
Snap away
To replay
The memories made
That we’d never wish to trade