Poetry Blogs (2020, Spirit)
For a while
In a body
Begging to break
Tilts on the edge
Till it is
Meant to be
A Quest that confesses
Monday 16th November 2020 12:19 pm
I was in the arctic.
Those frozen forests of Alaska.
North of Fairbanks,
in the wild Yukon.
It was night,
and the moon shown,
on the white, bright snow.
Everything had a light, blue glow.
It was cold,
minus 60 degrees,
and I prayed to God,
for a sign to go.
I needed a change,
a new life, away
to go. A way to escape,
the life I was in.
I no longer cared.
Monday 13th July 2020 6:21 pm
Since I cannot sense a name for God
power will stutter out of my mouth
In the old days it was the Village Church
Rich with Stain Glass Hypocrisy and Sin
In the middle it was a wasteland, dead
Then I saw God and everything changed
Spirit stood on my shoulder and held me
Angels came in plain clothes to erase me
No-one left even though I tried to kill me
In the attire ...
Tuesday 21st April 2020 1:37 pm
instances of mesmerizing glimpses vivify and lend clarity into an understanding of soul.
evocation leaves an everlasting mark as two twin flames embark from a space of divine love to create fate
meticulous minds pick a place and time, upon your arrival show a sign that's vital, gravity pulls us in for a kiss as our hearts meet.
my greatest wishes grant admission, a star is born and with t...
Wednesday 15th April 2020 9:05 am
Days of Old
I remember the days of old,
when I crossed the fields alone.
When I ran the forests;
when I ran the trails,
in those days of youth,
in those days of sun.
I remember the color of life.
Everything seemed different.
There was a brightness to the light;
a shine, to everything.
I remember hopping those fences.
Going to those hidden places,
to see what I could see.
Monday 6th April 2020 4:06 pm
Every tragedy leaves behind
a trail of tears and
Rona is here to teach us
life is fleeting.
Live in the moment,
don’t wallow in misery.
Celebrate the little things,
smiles, high fives, sunny days...
Dance, sing, be free,
alone in your room,
on rooftops, balconies,
wherever your spirit leads.
Thursday 2nd April 2020 3:17 am
Tuesday 11th February 2020 9:44 am
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Tuesday 11th February 2020 9:29 am
It's physical form
As it lay there
In all places
Train, tram or plane
Friday 18th October 2019 9:28 pm
effective myth, metaphor, & mysticism transcend
semantic efforts to articulate dynamics erupting
dreamlike amidst more trusted, linear conceptions
of reality, imagination, experience, & being
by presenting arrangements so engaging, uncannily
familiar, irreducibly insightful, idealogically slippery,
that the foamsplash suddenness of its crashing
across a previously unnotic...
Thursday 17th October 2019 1:52 pm
You hear me?
When spirits speak,
many will listen.
Hearing and listening
are not the same.
We may listen to the words,
and not hear their meaning.
Some one will say blah blah blah.
If that is you, please move on.
It's amazing how words can flip
the switch. You hear me?
Saturday 12th October 2019 4:54 pm
Be with me if I got it all
Stay with me if I lose it all
Catch me if I fall
Be my rock so I can stand tall
Stay with me through the bad and good times
I promise you we gone get it together and ball
Don’t tell your friends our problems
People close be the ones that want you to fall
You just told me you love me
I know It’s not love it’s lust
You just glad you finally fucking me
You won’t ...
Thursday 20th June 2019 11:09 am
How easy it is to judge
from the throne of
How comforting to
cast off what
doesn't fit our
colored by our own
evolution and lingering
The soul of a scribe
cannot help but
that set spirits
free, no matter
the cost of their
Friday 1st February 2019 7:41 pm
Have you ever communed with a tree?
The essence of all
Mother earths rich gift
Used your eyes, studied her bark, roots, canopy.
Noticed her position in the forest family
A watcher of the woods or an infant in the glade
Full sun or partial shade
Colour, shape, size, branches, leaves can all be studied
But have you ever looked deeper.
Looked beyond, felt her fears, dreams...
Tuesday 14th August 2018 10:58 am
Soft whispers that guide me
Reminders that the game is not over
Reflection will not be neglected
Innate abilities rising to the surface
Ancestral Inner G has a purpose
Their blood is my blood
As Above, So Below
Ancient wisdom runs through my veins
My ancestors leave nothing unnoticed
Gentle spirits that guide me
Friday 4th May 2018 9:01 pm
Awake in a world that is asleep,
Always in a constant fluctuation of chaos,
My spirit seeks balance and peace.
Solitude has become my friend,
For the crowd that is riding the wave has unconsciously become my enemy,
Negativity is toxic.
My energy is prescious,
I must protect it,
Everyone is not worthy.
Monday 18th December 2017 1:54 am
I grow the interest to know who thinks me,
I am still and silent at first,
The breath moves, I am given life,
I am in it, of it and with it,
The same as you, I am
I notice that my form is a vessel,
But I am not my form,
My thoughts run like programs
But I am not my thoughts
my emotions are felt deeply
But I am not my emotions
My body a sensory interpreter...
Saturday 20th May 2017 10:33 am
It has taken ahold of me once more.
Basking and marinating;
my life is in limbo.
At a halt,
with a glance,
and then just as quickly sets as the sun.
Moments are cherished
but then despised with a gun.
Feeling the chambers loaded with each shell,
the thought it so real,
But where does that leave us?
Friday 25th September 2015 3:37 am
As the nineteenth autumn has come upon me,
It’s a whole new world I see.
Treacherous creatures, so often, hush and hide,
And it seemeth to me, a change in tide.
The poetry of soothing sensation has gone,
The glimmering golden glow of the sun is now none.
Some say,’ The Head is battling with the Heart’.
Well ! All Logic has been torn apart.
As I gaze into the vast emptiness
Thursday 18th September 2014 11:04 am
Almost drowned in it
Just you name it
I’ll have tried
Been traumatised by it
Reduced to tears by it
Laughed and cried
Wished I hadn’t bothered s...
Monday 24th June 2013 4:00 pm
I lived my life, most often, like a ghost,
ethereal, drifting from room to room,
a chill chasing me from pillar to post.
Rippling across the senses of those whom,
in solitude, sought meaning in their life
before they passed beyond it to the tomb.
I was not noticed by them, or my wife
who gladly let me rest in silent shade
Sunday 19th May 2013 12:25 pm
Angel from my nightmares.
Devil from my dreams
a grey spirit that weaves
its way through my existence.
What a Dementor does to souls
or a Dalek to a human heart.
Even a superhuman heart
Just ask Logan,
a force so strong
a returning phoenix
could not reignite remnants.
I miss you.
Whatever you ...
Tuesday 19th March 2013 10:50 pm
On this day you left.
The Earth could no longer handle your grace, for this world can be an ugly place.
We couldn't handle your departure by ourselves. You showed us that we still have each other and that family is more than we were allowing it to be. Some of us will recoil and shrink. We look at them and we think about growth, our own extra terrestrial face as universal...
Monday 21st May 2012 4:56 pm