it blooms, withers and dies - so depressing.
it drinks, withers and dies - so sad.
it basks in the sunlight, withers and dies - so apt.
it glows radiant colors, and fragrance  - so unforgettable.

the first flower
your first flower
the epitome of a profound perfection
this flower was given life, nurtured and chosen
to match your beauty
and fill your heart with a memory.
and fill your eyes with tears of joy.
this flower of yours is from me...
-its o.k. if i were a flower that withers and dies if i knew i was your perfect bloom.

What sights
are seen around
this flower cart
The ever changing
sea of humanity
The exciting sounds
that shout about life,
young and old alike
living to the fullest
and some unfortunately not
Young and old busying themselves
in fast-foot-paces
Vendors of every
nationality pre-existing into one nation
Besides a lot
of people stopping long enough...
to buy and smell the flowers


I raise my petals
to the sun,
sitting in this whitened
cart
a fragrance
bundled joy...
Please take me home
and gently whisper close to me...
I'll send you
     to
     my
     love
           forever be


Filled to the brim
with goodies for your nose
and colors for your eyes,
while in the middle of beehive hustling
this whitened cart
of ours holds
little flowery kisses
helping to kiss away
your hectic day
Here time stands still for you
and entwined magic leafy
flower wands
help change your worldly view
A kindly wink from nature
     A kindly gift from you...


I once fantasized
a fantasy
of lilacs
of ferns of forget-me-nots
and many more

All herded two by two onto a pushing
ark-cart of white

But soon a flood of humanity
encircled that ark-cart you see
And soon they stormed their
yearnings for fresh fragrance
for lilacs
for ferns
for forget me notes
and many more

And the outcome was a pleasant
calamity as you can easily see
For those blossoms were
all swept overboard,
caught in the wavy arms
by the sea of humanity...

so here you are
standing outside
without shoes on your feet
in the complete darkness
of a cold November night.
This is the least of your concerns
for you are keenly aware that at this moment
your life depends upon remaining
focused, calm and balanced
it is so dark and you can see nothing,
but are aware you are being watched.
remain calm
don't panic
do not look to the left or to the right
just keep going
one foot in front of the other
and try to forget
that you are
over five hundred feet up
blindfolded
walking a 3/4 inch tight-wire over Chicago.

My mind is like abstract art tinted in many colors of red,
like my heart blew apart, splintering, puncturing now I am dead,
like horrid lamentation smeared with tears of the barely alive,
like a hungry nation spoon fed to think they can no longer strive,
like a child who attempts jumping the hurdles but ends up hurt,
like a man who repents only to realize he never got burnt.

It begins
within is strife
and then it ends
Is the meaning?
Because just as soon as it is Conceived
It is  Deceased
This road I walk
I look at both the beauties and the monstrosities of her
The people
The places
The interactions
The love
Beauty is Broken
Find perfection in what is not