Years went by and a single dream
Intoxicated me like none other.

Willow leaves whispered silent lullabies
And the sunlight's rays poured into my haze
I stared longingly at the possibility.............

Yet these lustful diaries
so forbidden,
so drunk with rich fantasies,
the smell of each thought
fumed with tempestuous spirits
dragged me under into the lonely abyss.

And the fantasized romance became torture
and freedom -
limitation and liberation all at once.
This dream was a playground.
A sanctuary, a church to let my spirit soar.
Glorious joy I could feel, but only for a second

Then, the truth sank in
like a sinking ship  

The shackles of a single question still haunts me
-- what if?
And I wonder.

The pain is dull, haunting, yet hangs over me constantly
I am reminded that I remained in my dream world.
Unable to speak up,
From the wisdom of the pure heart

Unable to see the dream was always on this earthly plain
In plain sight.

In frustation, rage, and pain
Silent pain

I flip through my poetry account


-- God damm it. I have done this before

I, am the action
What you see, right here and now
Is only my words.

It is in that moment,
mid-city, with people
everywhere there is to be,
that you seek an outlet
for catharsis.

Not the alley though,
because alleys are
still open to these
passersbys.

We found ourselves
in a parking garage,
not for our cars
as he takes the P12
while I'm a red-liner,
but because we
found that outlet.

We entered the elevator
on floor 1,
and we clicked floor 7.
For 15 seconds,
70 feet was heaven.

And then on floor 7,
we clicked for floor 1.

And  you can guess
what happened at floor 1.

And you can guess
what I meant by heaven.

Again. Again. Again.

Her eyes opened from the deep sleep,
She panicked...
Her body was wrapped in what felt like clear plastic wrap.
Trying to breathe, but she was Suffocating
How long have I been walking around like this?
She wasn't powerless though.
Wrestling, she managed to tear the cocoon that entangled her.
Gasping... she emerged out and took a deep breath in.
Alive, shes alive.
Stepping out of the cocoon, she smiled.
Knowing she was free.
She knew now she could fly.
She is me and I am her.
Soar my dear, you're alive.
Alive.

Zoos Comet
Her empty lies mean more than all the halls of silence.
We've been shafted, double penetrations are the worst.
Are they excited at where they'll wake up after committing suicide?
No more ****.
Metallic grey sparks on metal elements realigning.
A case of falling space objects.
In town they complained of the noise.
**** rock could have flattened them.
The Theran dance goes on.
Cast out by the hand of fate.

I’m letting go
By letting God
Do what must be done
Because by grace
And through faith
Our words,
Actions,
And love
Will be for nothing
But the good

Throughout Life
We often wonder what Love is.
For some... It's but a simple Word
For others... It's an action
For me
Through it all
It's a way of Life.
How we go about our simple Life
Day by Day
Step by Step
Never once
Wavering with the Love
The Love that we have to offer
-Navahopi119