Arid grains
unseized on time
slipping into
the hourglass
of life
cradled by media
winds
on lap sweet
as passing
earthly events
the day sweep
adrift
and not a wink
its wealth to dig
and set on fire
its ice
to sprout
new spring
songs of brooks
butterflies
and bees
robins' flights
in periwinkle sky
arid instants
one by one
fill heart
without a friend
a boat
without a sail
but then
the night surprises
with not a cloud
the desert sky
lights up
with million stars
a ring of pearl
of faith
without end
not shining
to be seen
but for the fun
of being
inviting heart
to let the joy within
be free
not for some reason
but for the joy of being
alive in God
like children play
not gain
but games
for the fun of it.
I read my life’s enchanted story,
my worry
increasing:
the last page was, but now is missing.
I read, my prospects drenched in sorrow:
tomorrow—
unknown,
not set on paper or in stone.
I read, but now it’s time to write.
All night
I shout
and scream, but what to write about
no mortal being really knows.
My prose
is rage
expressed in smears on final page.
Green envious words set on fire
Ambitious absurd crazy with desire
Salty teal tears that cut like shears
Licorice fears blackened by years
Improvised strength in indigo words
Grossly exaggerated like flight of bird
How high it soars without your jealousy
Till you shoot it down committing felony
Instead of being wind of encouragement
Needing a win you embrace then lament
Gorging selfish spirit lacking red repents
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In the process of
Trying to connect
Creative energy
Stood erect
Unbending, unyielding
Expression fully known
She knew self
And didn't need to be shown
...humility
They grabbed and mauled
Pulled her to the ground
Covered her mouth
So she couldn't sound
The alarm was mute
Her fight was gone
She was boxed and packaged
PROGRAMMED to carry on
...bondage
The spark was almost out
When a light arose from within
She saw the TRUTH
That had grown from sin
Separation from source
Trying to create without permission
Gave rise to empires
Dead set on derision
...sovereignty
When she came to be
The ocean surrounded presence
She couldn't be separated
From her god-given essence
Striving stopped, flow released
What was given, fully received
Clothed in golden light
Showed the TRUTH of how lies deceived
...Kingdom
Written by Trudy Schrader on 08-18-2026
We are weakened by desire
Onyx hair pulled due to frenzy
Red hot hearts set on fire
Dancing in between white sheets
Silhouettes move in passionate groove
Amethyst inhibition free as blue bird
Roses don’t smell as good as you
Eagerly you whisper sweet words
Wonderful is love in this cherry cocoon
I crave our delicious sweet time
Never too late and never too soon
Endless love will always be mine
Hand and hand our journey began
As we set off on our journey of marriage
Along the way both have made mistakes
The wounds received a needed bandage
But those wrongs still created barriers
That seems we are unable to overcome
The painful heartbreaks formed the foundation
And our anger is where the walls came from
We've spent years building this home
So our love would have a place to dwell
The home was constructed all wrong
We should have known it would fail
Is this love of ours worth anything to you
Are you still so firmly set on being done
I can't force you to stay here with me
But remember divorces are never won
In the night, the sea was still,
Maggie Province, with iron will,
A mission clear, eyes set on the prize,
But shadows linger, beneath dark skies.
Fire the guns, let the thunder roll,
Echoes of courage, in a brave heart's soul,
But the darkness hides, they’re flanking our way,
Fight till the end, through the storm we’ll sway.
A warship lurking, laying down the mines,
We charged through the waves, as fate entwines,
But a cruiser’s wrath, came rushing in,
No mercy shown, where this battle will begin.
The ocean roars, as we stand our ground,
In the face of doom, our spirits are bound,
With every shot, we’ll make our mark,
But the night grows colder, and the sea turns dark.
Down we go, with the stars as our guide,
Brothers in arms, forever we’ll ride,
In the depths of the ocean, tales will resound,
Of the brave destroyer, that fought all around.
Troubles in life, they stab like a knife, piercing a by-standing soul.
The anger and wrath that’s set on your path gives darkness, and within you behold.
Tears through fear when you’ve lost and your gear hasn’t changed, be meek and be whole.
The fire within that won’t shake, flee, or bend is a start of a spiritual soul.
Fire to forge or destroy in your life. You choose your path and your home.
When evil is present you walk in the desert. No love? Then you move alone.
If you see what you see then why don’t you dig deep? Encourage your spirit to glow.
If your flesh is troubled then your spirit is growing for elevation after the triumph is old.
Make matters meet more miracles. Mending must mutate major molds.
If you go through the fire you will come out refined. Pure in spirit like a single white rose.
Kitty cat, your eyes glowed in pitch darkness
Like two emeralds set on a black foil.
You paced restlessly across the doorway,
With your tail curled at your back like a coil.
The night was still and not a leaf fluttered.
In your sharp ears fell the faint sound,
Of the nuzzling of fledglings in a nest.
Agile and alert you looked around.
Sensing, there was chance to spot a prey,
Following the trail of that faint sound,
Down you slid along the steep wall.
In a nest, three birdies on a small tree, you found.
Bare of plumage, they were like pieces of flesh
And too young for fight or flight
Their mother had sadly flown away
Never expecting them to be in any sad plight
You poised, rising on your hind legs.
With claws sharp, you got ready for the kill.
The fledglings yielded to your needle like claws
And in a second, all was silent and still.
Moving a touch above slow motion,
not sure why it feels like déjà vu.
Breathing feels like part of a plan,
but isn’t it meant to be involuntary?
Maneuvered with an old joy stick
in a maze that’s impossible to exit.
Sick of feeling stuck in a simulation,
someone fix this roaring glitch.
The entire quest set on boss mode,
are we really even inside the ring?
Someone please check the specs!
Fuzzy edges are now amplified,
I can’t see the end of the rat race.
No progress, none. Zero. Zilch.
Stuck inside an age of regression,
make no mistake this was calculated.
Sick of feeling stuck in a simulation,
someone fix this roaring glitch.
On to the next level, but what is it?
Climbing into an assumed screen,
we think each decision is up to us.
What if we are merely toys roaming?
Rodents in a cage for amusement?
Locked in a seemingly endless loop.
Sick of feeling stuck in a simulation,
someone fix this roaring glitch.
The duality of the Gemini,
is a quite test to keep one's heart in mind.
A wanderer who wonders who am I?
An answer he knows he may never find...
A soul caught between one's past and future.
Where he stands lends light to where he's going.
In this twi-life, he has found a suture.
There's no life to live in always knowing.
Be it by chance or choice, he rides the winds,
they mold perspective and reality.
Is life living? I suppose it depends.?
The sands of time hold all mortality...
A polarity exists within me;
A complex mind set on simplicity-
The Beach
Kevin Davis 2024
Sitting in the sun, back when we lingered without care,
Warmth on our shoulders, breathing salt-sweetened air.
The breeze carried whispers of futures yet unseen,
While waves kept the rhythm, always steady and serene.
Children’s laughter drifted, a melody so sweet,
Sand filled our sandals, the shore at our feet.
The earth slowed its turning, each moment held bright,
Wrapped gently within the glow of that shimmering light.
The sky stretched endlessly, the horizon a pure blue,
Seagulls took flight softly, as our daydreams did too.
Our memories were painted in bright, fleeting rays,
Joy and love forever etched in colors that time cannot erase.
Now together we sit, recalling hours by the sea,
When worries were shadows, and our hearts beat free.
The sun has set on those days, yet its glow still remains,
A timeless warmth forever flowing through our veins.
If you have your heart
set on something
chase it
dreams are meant to be achieved
not wasting or past by
He took a whiff...
Though he promised never again;
For he knew,
Even if he was set on the brink of a cliff-
He'd still fall time and again.
He stood on the verge of internal collapse,
From the very thing he performed.
Yet unable to abandon the oddly normed,
Be it the rite of self delapse.
Is it sin to try and fail?
Or is it right to have tried-
but have it met failure?
For to have fought with no avail,
Or for it to simply become leisure?
"Certainly not", He thought,
For he had tried time and again
Though to see what became of it,
Certainly wasn't what he sought;
For his candle had been long lit,
And his slate of existence already been lain.
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