Best Captivity Poems

Prayer for the City

Dear God,
How heavy are my thoughts tonight!
I feel the ills of the city, pressing, pressing.
For all the young people being arrested, right...

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A black stone with diamonds inside
She shines but you would never know
They hit her but she never falls 
They whip her but she never breaks...

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There we were -
veiled in the sheer-yet-semi-private aura of morning twilight;
where only outlines can be seen
but where everything is felt in its full strength and...

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 Requiem of a Phoenix 

Silhouettes and storm clouds loom, 
etched against a blackened sky
by bolts of electric blue
and ashen moon rays.
I mourn at dusk;...

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There is no money in the truth
No fame for all to know your name
Many selling goats and sheep
And the dove collecticeables
Still in these days to...

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            Belladonnic poison seeps from your eyes, 
      ...

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Dandelions…
They flutter, now I see
Fiery lions…
They're dancing with me
Sunlight…
Come out and shine down 
Moonlight…
Shun out my darkened frown

I am the infinitesimal stars in the tranquil,...

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Harambe, living in captivity-
mock forest of the Cincinnati Zoo,
within our human world, well as can be,
beneath those peering eyes, that visit you.

And what bad fate...

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Yesterday with its yearnings and sorrow
With shadows and sunbeams at length;
Have gone where the fears of tomorrow
Took a man whose conceit was his strength.

His transient...

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We spent time with each other time after time
Now, we're older now...looking AT THE TIME FLY...
We were young and happy that splendid time
But, we have...

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BROWNED-CENTS

One of the true ways 
to remain in captivity is to keep silent to avoid your captor’s 
hostility and confusion

A penny for my 
thoughts has...

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The Inuit call the Narwhal the one that points to the sky,
            Because of...

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a collaborative work with Alfred Vassalo


The Stars sparkled in her eyes
As light interlaced with her shadow
Causing her to question her senses
Even though she closed her...

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Injustice is just an inconvenience until it is proven...
When the sun hit their helmets it startled the very souls of the natives
a signal upon their...

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She who is the light and hope in love complete
I kneel in your grace
A story that really gripped me deeply
as my mother told me with...

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