Give Me It All

Give me the unbridled rage of an endless tempest A storm so strong my landscape will scar Give me the passionate lust of a first time lover So intimate it reshapes my soul Give me the heaviest sorrow of a heartbroken widow A loss so much I could die Give me the starlit joy of…

Chains of Silence

I’m stuck in a flummoxed conundrum No one knows the real me But I get upset at when they make assumptions Based on just what they hear and see I keep to myself most of the time My ideas and thoughts are my own I contribute less than most others do In a crowd of…

A Vision of Chains

I wouldn’t say I had a vision per se, but a unique look at a metaphor.  As I pondered on this idea a story started to develop.  This is intended as a free form spoken word but the last stanza should be read to rhyme.   The Chains on My Wrists I was there in…

No Off Button

Never once did I consider myself a writer.  Upon starting, I expected nothing but complete foolishness.  Now that I’ve begun, the words don’t seem to stop.  Left with no alternative I must write. My thoughts. My ideas. The innermost parts of me. If I fail to do these things, I don’t know what then I…

Till Death Do Us Part

I’ve had a story idea for quite a while that is a weird mix of a romantic story interrupted by horror, but end capped with hope.  I’m lousy at dialogue so a screenplay for a short film never got made, but I did manage to lay out the story in this form.  I hope it…

Of the Fates that Await Me

Of the fates that await me I can stomach all of them but one To stare at my visage in a mirror And find that I recognize no one That I am no longer myself With no idea where I am Of how I came to find myself here And what’s worse, not give a…

The Power of Words

I don’t think most people appreciate the power of words I say most people and not “people” because “people” would include everyone and I don’t think this idea applies to everyone.  Just most. I realize that the people who read or hear this are probably not the ones that this Is directed toward, but they…

Unforgettable Goodbye

Things were over between us You had made that perfectly clear You had come by one last time to say your goodbye But after four hours you were still here We knew the break was for the best Our time had run its course  But it was almost as if there was something unsaid And…

My Greatest Achievement

As I moved on into being an adult you start to look for the purpose in your life.  What will you put your energy into?  Is there some grand plan put in place by God just for you?  And if so, what was it?  We all search for these things.  This is what I believe…

A Theatre Lament…of sorts

No poem this time, but just a reflection on my state of mind.  I just felt compelled to write, so here goes:   I miss the innocence of childhood. Now I suppose you could say that’s a pretty common statement but I especially mean it when I apply it to one of my first loves: …

I Felt I Was Missing Out

I was fortunate to grow up in a nice home in an environment where I could excel and have a great child hood.  As odd as my mind was I felt that in living amongst all this, I was missing something.  Below is a bit on what that was for me and how growing up…

No Connection

In chasing more literary exploits, I ended up writing a piece intended for spoken word that may make me sound like an old man on his porch screaming for kids to get off his lawn.  It doesn’t make the words here any less true though.   No Connection We live in a world of little…