for M and K and the work to be done

salt and word
placement of sword
protection from harm
we place this ward

you think you are strong
but we know you are wrong
for we hold the key
this is where we belong

love abounds here
nothing we fear
not you nor your ways
even as you draw near

contempted heart
from finish to start
we undo your words
and tear them apart

our family is whole
to love and grow
we cast you out
god save your soul

my cause

for years i have wanted to reach to the stars and scream aloud my feelings of love of hate of peace of rage
thinking dont be afraid be brave. cry and laugh aloud until you cant cry and laugh anymore.
dont sit still, MOVE! move until you collapse in exhaustion.

but i was afraid. afraid of rejection and, being scorned for what i knew i really was,
on the inside. deep frozen in fear without a cause. if i said anything i would be torn to shreds by the public.
and then where would i be? dead or alone again so what difference would it have made me?

i thought my voice was poetic in nature, but when i tried to write down my words
they wouldnt flow, until i got angry with no place to go. most of the people where i come from
write rhymes and prose and pose for pretty pictures. i am not understood by those who think they know me
they say my soul is of another place in time or country. i dont know.

what i do know, is that there has to be someone else just like me somewhere in another place or city
who doesnt fit in, with no voice and a silent heart frozen in fear. wanting to scream to sky that they are alive
and have something important to say.

after reading after watching after seeing poetry in voice in dance in color online
i became inspired and fired up to say whats inside me dying to get out
my life beats to its own drum it sings its own song it moves to its own dance trying to break free and its beautiful.

dont be the one like i have done and sit and say nothing.
take a picture, paint a painting. write a book. let people know about your thoughts
let them know your outlook. give them a view they might not have seen. they are alone
much like me watching, seeing and reading.
it isnt what you risk for yourself that matters. it is about inspiring others
to create and speak to a life otherwise shattered.

a cause worth speaking loud and clear for, the inspiration of another heart, another soul.

Understand Me

Simplify the meaning of time
Contemplate the feeling of rain
Study the touch of human hands
Understand me

Make intricate sounds of peace
Interact with calm and wonder why
See the colors of caverns at night
Understand me

Greet the space of time in nowhere
Say good-bye to nothing here
Hold in heart the words of thunder
Understand me

passages of time

Interesting are the passages of time
Some filled with love
Some hollow
into an empty pit
How will we survive I will never know

Contemplate life
Contemplate death
Both to embrace
Hanging there in the balance of time

Born to a life Of nothingness
No meaning or rhyme
We make ourselves survive
In the passages of time

I wonder why

my love for trees

dragons fly

Where land and sky meet
And water doth flow

Where moon shines full
And giant oak grows

Where shining stars
Fill the sky

This is where
The dragons fly

some of my art

a blast from the past

here is a poem I wrote when I realized the god of my following no longer loved me


Wand'ring in this dessert sun
Lookin' round theres nowhere to run
Waving sand and heated wind
All I can do is remember when

Blisterd souls in arid sky
How I wish my heart could cry
To quench this thirst that dwells within
And all that comes with loving him

Burning ashes turn to dust
Smold'ring fire you cannot trust
Simplified agony
How I wish he's come back to me



Losing ones faith is traumatic and soul wrenching. Like the phoenix, I came from the ashes of that despair and became what I am today. I am vibrant and whole. I am no longer brow beaten to think I am nothing without something else.

...and now, I am glad to be without him.

spell against intrusion

step not my path intrusion be
anger not what lies in me
I do not fear but loath the ways
of common minds in wasted days

I do not subscribe to one belief
I study all to create peace
I do not pretend to be utmost
I will not be the one to boast

I cannot abide by those who do
nor cannot complain if that is you
I can only move forward for me
that is the way all paths should be

what a time this has been

This past month has been peppered with the unexpected. Doing up Halloween was quite fun but very exhausting. Then I had my ghost to contend with. Yes I have a ghost. It is human and because I am not one to deal with ghosts, its been very persistent. I am sure that my trying to further my studies isnt helping matters much either.

I am learning to do things that I only have wondered about and much to my surprise its not as hard as I thought. It could be because of the veil being so thin this year that its been easier than normal. I am finally able to take a small break and relax a bit with a book or two.

weak weary and tired I trudge on.....