A desperate gasp
explosion damp and muffled
march of the pebbles
It's too cold for angels to fly up here,
It's too windy to raise a fire.
Explosion?
I don't know her.
And she doesn't care who or what she destroyed.
Life is just like a shard of frozen gold,
Coveted most when it cracks and ends.
Pardon me for being so bold,
But in the end even beauty here stinks.
an explosion of blooms
with spring's arrival
the bees feast
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
I am aflutter around you.
Sky appears in your eyes of blue.
Feeling lost in your gaze I am.
Reeling in my mind, it's like WHAM.
Oh, sweet explosion of delight!
So joyfully my heart takes flight.
May i never lose your love's blast.
Say to me you want this to last.
bright colors shouting
hello y'all it's me autumn
nipping at your nose
I wrap my fingers around the pen
which has lain dormant collecting dust
for months on end feeling as if
I'm lifting a fifty pound weight
straining not just my joints
but my brain, its neurons refusing
to fire like the broken burner of a
gas stove with a malfunctioning igniter
fouling the air with noxious fumes
as it fails to burst into blue flame
a single spark threatening an explosion
that will decimate everything I hold dear
My lone gift life bestowed upon me
I once naively believed would
change everything has altered
exactly nothing as my words are
like whispers in a windstorm
to the world, to you
whose image I was deluded
enough to imagine there might
be a chance would match reality
that someone, that you
could actually care
You don't know what you can accomplish
until you just try
If you don't try
it will not happen
it will stay dormant
in a deep sleep like a volcano explosion
it may come back negatively
like a rocket blasting into
out of space
wasted, wasted it will be
no use to anyone
practice, practice your skills
like the will God has given to you
truly it will become apart of you
truth it is like the skills
of experience
successful it shall be
He have given you the key
with practice it's free
you and me will see
Sweet one, you are going to shine.
My love will make you feel fine.
The last 18 years will be over and done.
You are going to shine sweet one.
Lay your head on my shoulder.
You’ll outgrow it and be bolder.
I promise little girl, good times ahead.
On my shoulder, lay your head.
You’re no longer a child don’t feel sad.
The mistreatment was really bad.
Your pain makes me feel so wild.
Don’t feel sad you’re no longer a child.
A love like mine you’ve never known.
Sweet tenderness you’ll be shown.
Having you by my side will be a sign.
You’ve never known a love like mine.
It is my plan to satisfy you.
With every thoughtful thing I do.
I’m going to be your man.
To satisfy you, it is my plan.
Explosion of ideas in my mind
create mental pain I soon find;
here dreaming, my pen held in hand-
head pounding with new words so grand.
To be frank, the two will not meet;
paper is blank- head's still in heat!
What comes to mind was said before;
so what is left to say or explore,
of love or nature- peace of mind?
Of God, of self- woes of mankind?
Of life and death, of war and peace;
old themes need a brand-new release!
Burst open seed! Show yourself bare!
Guide my thoughts and words to prepare
poems shaped by creative light-
as gifts of my struggles and plight!
Adrenaline rush,
two rose petals brush;
divine love’s wonder ~
soundless bliss thunder.
Yearning’s upward rise,
beholds in surprise,
downward arc of grace
in heart’s holy place.
Magical display
of the divine play ~
throbbing magnetism
within body prism.
07-May-2022
mushroom fog
walking steel shots echo
sweltering dream
I was appalled, no I was horrified
flipping through
the channels and I do it quickly
I saw the Steve something show on.
I could not understand the speech
of the whites
they obviously suffered from
some type
of congenital birth defects
talking about who has been intimate with who's brother and sister
and any thing else that moved.
Then I saw the audience
the flood of white trash left me
devastated.
And as to whom would condone such
an obvious
Exploitation of such damaged
creatures.
And I realized why the Republicans
would want them all,
to have as many children as possible
without any means to support them.
Should they be paid to be sterilized?
I confess after I
put the Lions and Bears game on
I secretly turned my head and unthinkingly,
I knew that
I would allow them to do it.
And now I have a better understanding of
why the police dislike going to their home's
a number of times each month.
Celebration chaos
Deafens to silence
This heartache
Fallen from my hand
Still holds
Shadows of desired risk
Dance to me
Sky boy in dreams
This world is only flat
as I could wish for it to be.
All wishes come
from hungry hearts as mine.
Curves I visit
bring a noise of motion.
Unexpected joy and wonder
found in every moment
leave me breathless
in returning
to my mirrored soul.
My flatness and my curve alike
a twinkling others see.
Radiant eyes that recognize
no color of their own.
Sound in every moment’s whisper
draws me to it in a naval roar.
I marvel at the people passing
pointing to a cow.
Exchange their wonder for
an empire state somehow.
Trading faceless cards
from bubblegum for unknown toys.
Girls and boys of flattered pasts
retain their souvenir retainers,
voiceless comments written on their treasured casts.
We have each others back my friends and I.
Less traveled is our path and all our roads.
No center for this circle
always monkey in the middle.
Forever our trick always the tick ..
of a bomb that never explodes.
A pen standing still
Rescued by the movement of my hand
Unable to speak a word
Until the ink flows on paper.
Having no life of its own
As I grasp it to create an everlasting story
Ready to express what I cannot say
Making its mark on the world for eternity.
Expressing my thoughts on paper
Solid metal finding it's voice
Black lava flowing at the speed of light
Coming together to create a symphony.
At last I find true happiness, without saying a word.
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