Of Fire

Flames flicker like reptilian

Tongues, the dark coal

Breathes, consuming carbon 

Vapors. Cackling as the breeze

Gives voice to the embers of

Prometheus, great ally to man,

Betrayer of the gods.

Hot breath rushes from

The barrel in waves,

Cascading over the

Hands dropping fuel

Into this beautiful barrel

Of fire.   


Lost & Found

An older set, found in a lost notebook in a found hiding place. Funny how we find the things we’ve misplaced just when we need them.

I feel as though

I’ve always loved you.

Although I hardly even know you.

Was it the sparkle in your smile,

Was it the twinkle in your eye,

That drew me to you?

I can habour no lies.

Will I ever see you,

Through these loving eyes

Of mine

Will you accept me,

In those twinkling eyes

Of yours

I love to hold you in my arms,

When you touch me it sets off alarms.

You wriggle at my touch

So pleasing that, so much

When I look into your eyes,

There is no fear or lies.

That quality of your heart

Attracted me from the start

So come take my hand,

We’ll go to a land

Where the only thing to do

Is sit, and talk to you

Folded Together

Another poem made late into the hours of the night after a wonderful evening of dancing and revelry. A game we try to play, folded words on paper that come and go, into the flow.


Words that just won’t come together,

But then again, birds fly, on their feathers.

Like 8am clouds, grey as heather,

They carry on, no matter the weather.

Always looking forward, never dwelling

On the past. Past is the present,

Present is living.

Future is always a new adventure.

So, keep moving forward,

Never look back.

Let your heart stay light

As your mind takes flight.

Always keep a goal, in sight.

A positive mind is key.

So gather round and listen ye,

Travelers, lovers and animals.

Haiku Tuesday [oh no he didnt]

and now for something completely different… a foul mouthed round of 17:

i said eat it bitch

awaiting the slap to come

‘cross my dirty mouth

and back to the regular schedule;

fading into night

embraced by silent beauty

laying by my side

spatter pop fizzle

drizzle crack griddle flip flop

oh joys of breakfast

rolling tossing turned

around the world in a night

flight across the bed

eyes belie the smile

hidden behind her shoulder

candlelight flickers

smiles bursting in ink


excited to be


A Sparkling

Feels good to be back in a rhythm posting daily again, I sincerely hope it has been as enjoyable for my readers as for me. The inspiration is running high these days and it seems the sparks are spreading. We open with a poem written by a dear friend, with whom I have had the privilege of experimenting many of life’s [mis]adventures with. It took many admonishments to finally get it out of him but here it is:


Most lavish thirst, long tried and true

A monument to skies of blue

So decadent a heart that sings

Such a treasure trove of warmth it brings

Illustrious, shimmering, blinding rays

A testament to better days

More so than not, we know not the cost

One knows not just what one lost

Come and gone, a stinging wrath

Ever onward, this gloomy path

A toll is paid, each names its price

Soaked in bitter, with blood like ice

The anguish slows from the pouring hearts

The clots form over the new parts

In all the chaos, infinite ions

Such carnal passion, the roar of lions

Issued forth deep from the Earth

Glistening dawn, a brand new birth

A sound will echo with each shut door

To turn around and love once more


and taking him up on the spark, I present the following:


A path we seek with kindness

Wrought from solid diamonds

Each step a choice we make

Each turn a path we take

Sometimes we follow maps

Even when laid with traps

Yet onward must we go

There always is a flow

To all the things we see

To who we choose to be

The sweetness and the bitter

A seasons grow and wither

Until we reach the mountains peak

To sit there and with others speak

About the lives we’ve lived

Whether we gave all there was to give

As we passed through time, like a sieve



Thursday Throwdown

A departure from the normal rhyme and meter today. Me and my boy, rap battling over text, to dispel the current distance between us. Enjoy.

I ain’t no playa hata, but I’ll annihilate ya

Come & disgrace my face & I’ll blast ya

Into outer space, HA.

I’m trippin off them shapes

That weird collegiate trace…

Marks & dots on paper,

you know that shit aint gonna fade ya.

Blast off, up up and away

thought it was tomorrow but it happened today

rare breeds like dope weeds

burn trees, enjoying sea breeze…

so get in, bitch

it’s gettin me higher, with visions for miles

dem mikes, dem points, dem dubs

c’mon lady in my tub.

we makin love in scrubs in bubs

poppin that shit like suds in clubs.

I know them girls from the east, they heard I was the beast…

because I know my roll, I’m makin TrillaFlow

I’m buildin with my brothas,

they spoutin Sally Struthers

Learning how to achieve,

our dreams, make em real.

But how I really feel, oh baby that appeal

is those girls on my shit,

yeah i went there, so sick.

Talkin about that loud, I’m sittin on them clouds

But they don’t know my reach

Hear me cry out for peace. 

Too many restless souls, their dreams on hold,

these words may not seem bold,

but dam this world is oh so cold.

We gotta break the mold,

show how it’s s’posed to go.

When we all livin large, 

each man a king in charge.