Legion Of My Own – Day 273, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Seeking a legion of soldiers to go to war with is,Weaking treason against what's blocking my metamorphisis.What I need is a reason to keep moving forward in,A field fill of dreams in a season as hot as every corner with,A warning sign,Glaring in your face each time you pass by,Crash sites littered by packs besides,Minds... Continue Reading →

Recipe For Art

Art is usually made through darkness within.Motions where incisions are made,Into visions replayed,Through your pupils from intuitions relayed,From your spirit to your mind.Projected onto a canvas of your choosing,Every time your eyes open to sunshine…

Zig-Zagging Through The Smoke!

Forgotten for the last decade,Unless I had poem in my pocket to pull out.Regardless of where I was in the city,A flock of other people chose to flap their wings with me,Until my flight became turbulent,Zig-zagging back and forth while crashing with blunt force into earth again.And again,And again,Each time a joint is lit by... Continue Reading →

Wounded Soldier

Health is an oddity in my lonely life.Although I wake with energy surging through my finger tips,My legs are too fatigued to walk toward boxes of journals full of what could be the difference,In a life I don't feel is worth living anymore… Rather,What's left of me should be given to a soul who needs... Continue Reading →

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