Layers

Picture and lyrics crafted June 18, 2020. Saw this flower in my neighborhood and my spirit did the rest! Isn’t this what you would want your lover to say to you?

Picture and lyrics crafted June 18, 2020. Saw this flower in my neighborhood and my spirit did the rest! Isn’t this what you would want your lover to say to you?
White candle Sitting next To the fire Wick alit Slowly running Pushing tenderly Over the rim Pouring down Onto the Stained wood table Building a Luxurious reservoir Lava running wild Out of the mountain top Pushing onward Slowly oozing Towards the sea Blindly consuming Everything in the path Unaware and focusing On the present movement…
Dancing in the Rain A slow pattering Little drops On a canvas white Their mesmerizing Lusciousness To my brain Exuding rest Peacefulness Slower breathing Bringing up The rear The smell Wafts into My brain A little dirt Mixed with A sweetness Met with An exuberance For new life Springing forward In the months To come…
Stunned To silence Stunning my emotions A deer Captured by The Light Stealing my breathe Silently moving my essence The tiniest of fibers Bubbling one a time All going silent Only to explode In my aroused mind She is Caught in a moment The eye of the artist Capturing her essence The sheer beauty Of…
F E A R Dominating in its presence A ghost in the night Grinning incessantly Void of distinction Heavy in person-hood Making aware danger and hazard Shouting in my brain Thieving joy Weighed down while weakness sprouts Suffocating anxiety Controlling every move A pulsating vile coward Living with belief Avoidance would work The grind-thru-it…
When’s the last time You cried so fucking hard You laughed? Let me try that again When’s the last time You laughed so fucking hard You cried? I’m learning understanding these Intersections of emotions Can help unlock where we are Where we want to be Are we known? Are we passive? Are we hiding? Are…
Bacon is the way and the truth. Burt saw this quote on the large magnet sitting upon the 7-Eleven counter. Now Burt wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed, but he knew something was missing. He cocked his large head to the right and dipped into his thinking brain to ponder exactly what that was….