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An untitled dream work...

How do I tell a story of night, what words would truly express the moment’s horror? Lend me your thoughts and I will borrow you my imagination, if only for you to experience fully the act that is to ensue. This is a story of  one, once man… Now immortal… One cursed… …… (Please play as you read) Steal away with me into the night to a Bastion beyond  many hills, where darkness looms, time stands…

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I wish for the Northern Lights

Mingling forms display like colored dancing dragons in the sky … Dance o ye spirits for the Cree, lighting up the heavens to the north as Aurora smiles… I imagine that a display of the Aurora Borealis would be absolutely breath taking, but since I am yet to experience such beauty I can only hope that one day I get to strike it off of my bucket list as an achievement 😀 … until then!  😉

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Shaded Perceptions

Eyes opening to view his ceiling in black and white. Then we see the character lying on his back. Cole, lying in bed next to his wife. She sleeps, facing him. He turns towards her as she slowly wakes. They exchange morning greetings, then she turns to back him and returns to her sleep. He gets up, puts on his glasses, and looks across the room at the wall where we see a pinboard full of colorful…

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Misconstrued

Colored by Strangers I am Jaded perception False conclusions All illusion All seeming Zero understanding Fools rush in... Creating abstracts Their interpretation of me. Shades undefined -equals- Marred repertoire The unconventional- REJECTED! Predictability required- ONLY! They draw straws The shortest stick- black I get the shortest stick Yet proud Being misunderstood Damn their judgment! I…

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My Honey Bee ... To my daughter

Dear Honey Bee, I prayed for you, and during my conversation with The Creator the weirdest instruction came to mind. “give her an animal spirit”. and I fashioned the character I hoped you would imbibe through the qualities of … the Honey Bee 🐝 Why the Honey Bee you ask?. Well, I asked myself the same question as the thought flashed before my eye’s mind. My first thought of reasoning was that…

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Did I ever have what it took? Or was within me a spirit, now fled – leaving my body once “All” he had said? Even now the words fight to come out as inspiration visits in trickles. Laying down, eyes wide open; body heavy laden… my mind is numbed by nothingness that fogs it. O return to me better days of story and rythmn and song. Let me feel completeness again as I create; that readers may…

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We've all become god's madmen...

We’ve all become god’s madmen…

“We’ve all become god’s madmen, all of us.” – Bram Stoker, Dracula (1897) A more recent translation… In Silicon’s womb digital and binary fuse, Technology birthing numerous possibility. … America cradled her gods. From Social media, to AI, these deities reach towards the sky. and I and you, we reach too, following their every advance seeking feverishly for upgrades anew. Or is it the…

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Haiku #18- Prometheus

Titan, Trickster, Thief, Daily disembowelment Kissed by Zeus's beak

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Catch 22 (Haiku)

  Can't touch, won't dare touch! Can't taste... might as well swallow ...I look, and it hurts Life deals a joker Set at odds with my desire ...Love is paradox

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Drought

Writing sheets lay bare My pen, stilled for a season ...Genius where art thou?

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My Forte, Your Attraction...? (dVerse)

My Forte, Your Attraction…? (dVerse)

Are you aware of me? Are you aware of the skin of me or its content, of body or of soul? Would you rather look or listen? How do you perceive me in audio or vision?

What is it about me that strikes you, is it the fast spoken sentences that run like water off my tongue? Do they make sense to you, are my opinion appreciated? Or do you just love my tongue? Do you prefer to watch lush lips as they…

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Poignant

I see nothing speak nothing hear nothing My monkeys 3, in a state of Nirvana

Dwelling in nothingness, Paralyzed by emptiness Too tired to be angry Could one be more sad?

It feels painful just to breathe yet I hold it in till I am pale Probably for the torture Probably to prove I still exist.

I war against image and color closing my eyes to lose sight wanting them all to disappear atleast…

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Broken goddess

Slipping into his skin ... Her kicking and screaming won't wake him "Mr Hyde"  overtakes him- Beast let loose by fermented hops and barley juice, Man's wasted form he puts to use - Woman's fragile form left to feel the sting of his abuse

Gin and green fairies tonight, one too many No green eyed monsters to cause the Angst that ends in Violence- No its not jealousy, Just 48 to 75 percent…

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I have “Foot” "Mama, I have foot…" Yes sweetie, two little ones, speedily growing, swift in stride carrying with them the giggling sound of your mischief,

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ANOTHER untitled dream work...

ANOTHER untitled dream work…

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“you’re at it again! you’ve been in one of them haven’t you?” She walks past with the groceries towards the kitchen counter.

He jumps off the couch, hurriedly taking them off. 

“Its not what it looks like! I made an executive decision, seeing that this one was about to “off “himself… Seemed like he had doubts about it and needed a helping hand, and I, I felt I…

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Caterpillar in a cocoon

Caterpillar in a cocoon

In the past I bore too many faces, until I became no one,

A reader; A writer,

A poet; A preacher,

The critique; The counsellor,

Encourager and challenger.

I loved to write, I always had something to say! Be it in the form of poetry, rant, advice or ridicule. The clicking sound that resonated from my the key board when I was at it put me on a certain high and that feeling…

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The Bean and The Farmer

I am the bean; I am the farmer…

 The bean

Planted in the earth giving birth to new possibility, First rotting from the inside out It dies to be reborn but a thousand fold, I bear fruit, a new vision “a” me, Time will tell what comes of my rebirth but indeed I pray good. – Conscience

The farmer

Reap what is sown, This is life, behold In the soil bears karma Planted seeds sown with each breath In…