Monday, February 13, 2017

The Equation

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We are sinners, there’s no hope we’ll survive
every heartbeat inflames the need deep alive
it leads us and drives us together ever faster
without much concern to the hereon ever after

Thus we’re tied to the ground cannot touch the sky
feed our illusions without which we will die
self-destruct with a force unimagined pain and pleasure
on this edge here we stand while we’re loosening the tether

May we fall, may we wallow, may we find that what we need
May the prize be worthy treasure one so desp’rately we seek
May we feed our souls not starve it become empty and deplete
May the choices that we make leave us sated and replete

Friday, February 10, 2017

February's Full Moon

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That mind defying numbness, the inability to find a place where you belong, the closing of your throat with feelings you cannot explain, the urge to claw out of your skin to escape the desperation inside you, comes from denying who you are, from what you know but disregard.  This is the other dimension, open before you, demanding to be seen, felt, believed, allow it in. In this full moon tonight let your self free, still the restless need, express and celebrate your gifts and for the first time in your life, take a breath of life.

Tuesday, February 7, 2017

Justice above Obedience

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I urge you, rid yourselves of needless things meant to keep you in check, to leave you wanting, stop the pointless amassing of etchings on dead trees, prove your worth by the dirt that is stuck to your knees, question rhymes as now are written, straight-jackets issued as they deemed fitting, dictating the pace it’s my hours they waste, and we wait in line, broken in by their ways.

The sweat on my brow is not mine to own, every dream is bent to the rules they control, they erase our tomorrow, give us no chance to start, feed us lies for our silence, to appease our bleeding heart.

Obedient followers, we do as we’re told, by the rulers, the laws, from our home and father’s old, but I’m no longer proud of the land in which I live, when all they do is take, while it’s me who’s left to give.

Many have died as they wait for change to happen,
if we all say ‘No’ who are they to say ‘Yes’,
move as one and we will change this direction.

We were born in this system, but can choose to die free.

Friday, February 3, 2017

Can you hear me calling

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Soothe me the way only you can,
let your voice ripple through my consciousness,
soothe me with our yesterdays and tomorrows,
put to rest the abstract distractions and hold me,
shield me from the dark ‘til I can stand again,
and in the shelter of your arms unfold me,
soothe me the way only you can.

Saturday, January 28, 2017


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I’ve lost my head, indulged my madness, cast aside every preconceived idea I know,
I have questioned, built things new, willfully walked where I knew it would storm,
I harbour secrets in my consciousness, spaces far too dark to enter,
I have conquered fears that slightly shook the ground beneath my feet,
I have led astray and guided, coerced, coaxed and denounced,
I’ve created, enriched, thrown away, destroyed and gathered,
I have seen and felt, I have hidden, ignored and pretended,
I have hurt, abused, manipulated, lied and cheated,
I have loved, trusted, believed, followed, worshiped, protected and sacrificed,
all this is woven into those around me, so I guess, say “Hello” to me.

Tuesday, January 24, 2017

Rainy day windows

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My image is deflected by the rain running down the window,
tales of adventure and misfortune line my face,
legs tired from dances danced and diversions into dead-end roads,
eyes dull, there’s not much worthwhile left to see,
my step slows with the numbers winding down to zero,
my voice soft, often silent, I have said all I need to say.

Sunday, January 22, 2017


love is the dream you dreamt when small
that smiles and grabs you in its thrall
surprising you with joy these senses new
that rings through nights a magical
impression deep you still recall
alive with love and lust it’s just you two

love is the call in the tears that fall
your heart in shreds that bleeds through all
an arrow pierces every piece of you
grinds through your mind to darkness call
a fire burns and leaves its toll
the pleasure turns to ashes right before you

love is heartless and unkind
rules by the senses and not the mind
but I need it as much as the air
for I seek the deepest burn
from the madness this I learn
there is bad and there’s good still out there.

Thursday, January 19, 2017

it's hard

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“……and am I not destined to ever feel at peace in myself,
to believe in what I say I believe in strongly enough
to be able to disregard all the bullshit fed to me all my life,
will I ever be okay with who I am, what I do, and be at rest?”
It’s hard living the words you’ve chosen as true,
it’s hard to align the world you have created.