Has been

My running mate

Since my egg first split

I guess She is a friend

Of sorts-

A friendly nemesis

And tho I know Her,

Oh so well,

There are no benefits

The relationship

Is doomed to fail

When we finally kiss…


(Image artist unknown)


Endless Gin

March 18, 2016

  Is it the bottom
Of this flask I seek?
I take a sip – and then another
And for the millionth time,
I peek

Should have died
A drunken shit
Yet here I sit
Waxing lyrical-
A spiritual miracle

This is the story of my escape
Rejection of a prisoner’s fate
I killed my jailer
An endless “djinn”
Of my self-imposed sin

Now I Live my life, neat
I run to the sun
On gifted feet, fleet…

Free of the crutch I no longer need-
Abandoned in tall grass gone to seed

Flat Black

March 14, 2016

My mood
As flat black
By hope
In light’s
Shy reflection

[Photo: Juankarh Hernandez


The Witness

May 20, 2015

How came this to be?

Mind and body are not Me…

I’m but a witness. 

The cure

May 10, 2015

Apocalypse bound

Our world’s problems are legion

Love, the only cure


#575 #micropoetry

You Call Me

April 27, 2015

Strawberry Letter 23 you call me

Cross mystic skies and cotton clouds you draw me

Your twisted answers only pose more questions –

…We of finite fate. 

Science vs. Magic

April 26, 2015

Soltice slow march stalls, to turn and start anew

While we argue science or magic – It Is

Creation doesn’t need our understanding

It will march, sans Man