A shape
Has meaning
After we shape
The meaning
If we shave
The faults
Off an object
We’re left
With nothing
But the truth

Direction
Air planes
Move on coordinates
Coordinated
By its pilot
In light
Of the mission
Before
Creation
Or rather
For creation

Quick
Quickness
Is determined
By the metric
System
Each step is
Recorded
Then
Put on a pedestal
As truth
While others try to attain
And trick themselves

Believe
Only
Belief
Is deep
Beneath the sheet
Of skin
That wraps your soul
Unravel
Not with your hands
But your mind
And find
What’s inside

God Will
If to freeze
Is to make still
Than thank god
The sun’s moving

The Morn
Morning
Is for the wake
Of a new day
Celebrate
A life lived righteous
There will
Will live on
Through all of us

Worth
Some people try so hard
Not too be forgotten
They say outrageous things
And forget
To say something
Worth knowing

The Dark Place
Jumping from
Thought
To thought
With out putting
A connection
Worth
Presenting
With an audience
That will understand
Your stance
Try not so hard
To say something
Say something
That’s hard to say
But truth
Deep seeded
In that dark place
Behind your eye’s

I wonder
What wee saw
Before sight
Probably
Nothing work
Speaking about

Heaven
Jump ^ over
The ^ tops
And ^ above
Clouds

Go Green
The journey
Was embarked
Embodied
As art
I thought
I walked through the picture
The beautiful land
Laid plain in my eyes
Oh, How I love
To go green

Road 2 Success
A road to be crossed
Is a road
To be watched
Be careful
And sure to look
All ways

Art C Inc.
If I was
Asked
To choose between
Art and Education
I’d go off
On a tangent

Art C. Inc. 2
Creative tools
To be used
In Arts & Crafts
Which one to pick
Is the game

Lost
The compass
Can make
Us
Turn in circles
Trying to find
The right direction

Artsy
The paint brush
Drips
A message
Depicted as perfect
As real life
Even it’s imperfections
Accurately
Portraying
Richness

The Wild
Pick
Through the pieces
And build something
Of your own
Use instruction
As a minor pull
On
Your wild imagination

Claustrophobia
Be not
Afraid of the dark
What’s the difference
Between
The inside of a closet
And inside
Your closed eyes

The Slide
Slides
Of still pictures
Can move
Fast enough
To come alive
If we pull
Them
With a force
That drove us
Out of caves

Heartbeat
Riding
On the high’s
And low’s
Of life
I become a rhythm
A melody
Peacefully
Beating
Like a heart
Nothing else need
The questions
Are already answered
Yes


There will be another
Heartbeat.

Void
We have
To avoid
The void
Or we’ll become it

The Humans
Whose
To say
What truth
Should be based
Off of

How about the plane
We all share
Earth

A shape
Has meaning
After we shape
The meaning
If we shave
The faults
Off an object
We’re left
With nothing
But the truth

Direction
Air planes
Move on coordinates
Coordinated
By its pilot
In light
Of the mission
Before
Creation
Or rather
For creation

Quick
Quickness
Is determined
By the metric
System
Each step is
Recorded
Then
Put on a pedestal
As truth
While others try to attain
And trick themselves

Believe
Only
Belief
Is deep
Beneath the sheet
Of skin
That wraps your soul
Unravel
Not with your hands
But your mind
And find
What’s inside

God Will
If to freeze
Is to make still
Than thank god
The sun’s moving

The Morn
Morning
Is for the wake
Of a new day
Celebrate
A life lived righteous
There will
Will live on
Through all of us

Worth
Some people try so hard
Not too be forgotten
They say outrageous things
And forget
To say something
Worth knowing

The Dark Place
Jumping from
Thought
To thought
With out putting
A connection
Worth
Presenting
With an audience
That will understand
Your stance
Try not so hard
To say something
Say something
That’s hard to say
But truth
Deep seeded
In that dark place
Behind your eye’s

I wonder
What wee saw
Before sight
Probably
Nothing work
Speaking about

Heaven
Jump ^ over
The ^ tops
And ^ above
Clouds

Go Green
The journey
Was embarked
Embodied
As art
I thought
I walked through the picture
The beautiful land
Laid plain in my eyes
Oh, How I love
To go green

Road 2 Success
A road to be crossed
Is a road
To be watched
Be careful
And sure to look
All ways

Art C Inc.
If I was
Asked
To choose between
Art and Education
I’d go off
On a tangent

Art C. Inc. 2
Creative tools
To be used
In Arts & Crafts
Which one to pick
Is the game

Lost
The compass
Can make
Us
Turn in circles
Trying to find
The right direction

Artsy
The paint brush
Drips
A message
Depicted as perfect
As real life
Even it’s imperfections
Accurately
Portraying
Richness

The Wild
Pick
Through the pieces
And build something
Of your own
Use instruction
As a minor pull
On
Your wild imagination

Claustrophobia
Be not
Afraid of the dark
What’s the difference
Between
The inside of a closet
And inside
Your closed eyes

The Slide
Slides
Of still pictures
Can move
Fast enough
To come alive
If we pull
Them
With a force
That drove us
Out of caves

Heartbeat
Riding
On the high’s
And low’s
Of life
I become a rhythm
A melody
Peacefully
Beating
Like a heart
Nothing else need
The questions
Are already answered
Yes


There will be another
Heartbeat.

Void
We have
To avoid
The void
Or we’ll become it

The Humans
Whose
To say
What truth
Should be based
Off of

How about the plane
We all share
Earth

Cheers
Here’s to goodnights
Forever

Mademoiselle
Carry my soul
Till marriage
To do or not
Has never been pondered
From I
I wont panic
My heart’ll pace
Smoothly
Like it’s resting
Til the reception

Bachelor part
Of my life
Was a party
Played well

But all
Comes to an end
I gladly toss away
The red cups
Scattered
To gather
Red roses
That will lead
From the floor,
To the bed
With vine
Wrapped around its legs
That spreads
Leaves
Across the headboard
That spells

Bride & Groom
Forever on a Honeymoon

I’m ill-mannered
Hopefully, my poetics
Bring enough etiquette
To the table

Tablets full
Of carved feelings
Have artfully
Aided ancient hearts
For ages
Then made it
To the pages
Of history

My story
Should be shared
With hers
Not wither
Without at least
A statement

And I offer much more
A description
Of what I attest
Inscribed on the right
Side of my chest

All to often
Are words
Rendered worthless
Worth
Less than the effects
Of sticks or stones
Thrown

Don’t mistake
This passage
As a passive attempt
Of tempering
My aggression
Of your antics
Rather absence…

Absinthe sips
Seems to reminisce
Your scent
Since you’ve
Been missing
I’m empty
You’re not seen
Like the spaces
Between my words
But you’re presence
Is still there
And uphold
What’s left of me

She made me watch
As she ate my heart out
Ouch
I felt every grit and grind
Of her teeth

She enjoyed
Every bite
Or bit
Of me

She smiled
With red lips

Ecstatic off my love

Her feast
Was bon appetite
….
She left room
For the entrée
Her true love

I was

But a snack
This time

This life was
A waste
Basket full of tragic
Dead ends

All leading
To the one fall
I refused
To prevent
The
W
o
r
s
e
love.

Your love
Made me slump
Into a slumber
I’ll never awake

Forever faithful
To what you say
Is a false fate
I made in my dreams

Either I
Hallucinate
Or you’re my chosen one
The prophecy

Futuristic vision
Is the curse
You blessed me with
I saw forever in your eyes
And I’ll end
If I miss
Your stares
Straight to heaven

Please
Don’t leave me standing
In love’s abyss

I finally made it
To the end of the road
My life told
A good story

What can one do
When the inevitable occurs
Of course, you can fight
And act
As if your antics
Weren't worthless
In fact
You can work less
If you're aware
Of whats the worse
That can happen
The happening happens every minute
Which happens to be
The time
For a hundred tenants
To get evicted
Check the census
And since its
Seconds
That fullfill
Like fantasies
I'll write a fiction

A fraction
Of the factions
Would still
Be in action

Whose actions
Are
Half as cruel
as Hitlers?

Huiessen's
or Stalins?

20 million scream
"Joseph!"
But a child disagrees
And speaks the words
"Barely a third."

So many
Executions
Jesus Christ!
What would you do
The only man
To die
And come back to life

The truth comes to light
But lies lurk in shadows
How shady
Maybe
In May
We can see it all
And to my dismay
This just may be
Already fall