Poems
-
Cruel Truthes
Shaping into situationsuncomfort is an issuewith age we learn weare no sage of any use. The marble cracksand beauty can shatter.Whats left in us isall that really matters. Soothe with a smoothesmoke of your choice,you might live in blissbut death has no choice. Father Time cruel duelis he is he a bastard I ask?He sure Continue reading
-
A Heart’s Tune
Outside I’m uglyinside is painfrom aging uglyunder the rain. I feel guiltyfor being bornI feel sillyfor feeling torn. I guess it’s notthe way it isin the flesh rotis the way it gets. Rose of flowerthe power my handholds by the hourmy heart’s stand. Inside the firethe hell is in my head.I wish for the ireto Continue reading
-
Direction
Preacher man fell a teacherlife is that whiz went a quizthat taught what life is reach herin my mind I find liquid kids. A child mild taught shockedthat the fact of that spat out of the mouth is a rock, where is the man on the spot at? Here clear fear is my spearthat will Continue reading
-
Inner Self
The room was hot and steamy,miles away from home in nothingwarm, beautiful or dreamy;chaos ensued in twisted sordid ways. Work on and upward sonthe Lord said within my chest he beated.But the trauma was one of deceitand I’ll never trust again in any way. A story made from liesof a heart full of spite and Continue reading
-
Abrupt Impulse
My faculties have faultedthe brain pulses but the heartis a lot of things it’s not,vaulted mine will never part. Keep this pedestrianchildish bore abhorefor I have seen the floorand look past it once more. The blood rushes to the head,and bled sinners are fedbecause though the soul emotesall the heart has said. Drag me to Continue reading
-
In Between
In between the nice and the meanis no indifference to cleanI’ll just miles pile that pile leanfor anew is my spirit like a machine. Down on the hollow hole I consolemy own beats I complete it’s sweeta soul of controlwhen our eyes meet. I ponder your bruises and scarsfor tender is where we arewe even Continue reading
-
Twilight In Your Eyes
I love deep and am consumed bythe little things like how your eyes sing.I don’t know how I was broughtto it but my heart is a deep thing. Broad like the Pacific waters,deeper than the deepest trench.My heart it soared but I lieto myself from the pain since. Open with a violin my symphonyin the Continue reading
-
A Friend Tonight
Suppose a rose were to strike a pose?Would it want itself looking its best for thosewho are charmed by its beauty I supposebut delicate in the fields they grow. We are all strands of grass in a fieldthat supplies beauty and is realfor those who want morning dew on feet feeldoes a rose not but Continue reading
-
Inner Id
No danger in this spherethat begets eyes in the morn redwith a false tone sometimes I hearof ill conceived notions in my head. They come from the outsidewhere slide into number two I doof the chamber there’s danger, strifecolors me red but I am blue. Here in the morning I have a timemaking myself ready Continue reading
-
A Face For You
My faces they make a face at meand I’m perplexed by mystery. A joke for every occasion persuadethis little jagged edged blade fades. Cut I want to not the sky abovefor from blue hues I have found love. That is why despair I find fair,in shock from life I sit and stare there. What face Continue reading
About Me
Shadows of my old self.
RMC 