Memory Judgement Poems

To all who are among us
I bid you all farewell
as the lid press down the eye
another story tell.

Drift me to a meadow
at peace the ever...

Read More

A colourful array of falsehoods
Intricately designed disguises 
Fools, fortunes, phantoms
Masks clinging on their faces
 Lives hidden away by an illusory veils
Veils that cannot be removed
Cannot...

Read More

Jumping over the jagged rocks of Jupiter's sixty-seventh moon
My soles are bleeding, but my soul continues chasing the memory

Maneuvering between boulder and ice
Irritating eyes to...

Read More

Thrice the night—the day!—both fell to sleepless slumber,
But now in Spring, though yet again: The third was three in number. 

I sense a wince remind...

Read More

Chess

Let us play a game. 
We will act like there are two sides, 
and the scales are even. 
I have seen the metal weights, 
they...

Read More

Houses, are an anchor
Clothes, will wear threadbare
Jewels, they glow for fools
Trinkets, tricks spun in clay
Trophies, ties to the past
Food, tickles the tongue
Humor, flickers then fades
Art,...

Read More

Just because
My body is frail
My hair is thin and grey
My eyes don’t see very well
I can’t hear some words you say

My skin is wrinkled
My body...

Read More

Down distance streets distant days obscured 
Visions of idle things resting in the weeds skeletal 
Rusted eons have fallen machines dead

In their stance flies flicker...

Read More

warrant humaneness
It's all surgeon bludgeon
equanimity stratagem
unfazed by quibbles 
           coarse aqueous colander

a memory pillow
bled to...

Read More

The snow was sticking in the open space
Clouds hung heavy over Grand-pa’s place
The sands of time rings out the cheer
Stamping out opulence with love and...

Read More

Leather boots 
tight black suits 
skin hot bound 
in knots cutting 
sweet the heat 
Burns in between 
the pleasure 
of the pain 
the sweat 
of...

Read More

The bark of my knowing
is rotting away
With grain left exposing
what memory betrays
Those things I pushed outward
 root deeply within
As the oldest of wood
—makes the best...

Read More

Weapons of mass fury
Locked and loaded 
watching the media Snow 
falling on tombstones

Blinding the world 
fury for the masses 
raise our glasses pour the wine...

Read More

I'm plagued by memories I'd rather forget,
and with shadows that linger, I'm often beset.
They hover around me, leaving me daunted
in my waking hours and in...

Read More

Dark devices turn deep inside. 
Churning in deep secret places,
Long lost to angel staring eyes. 
Hallow and dark stains seep
Into what is and what will...

Read More