You’re going to eat my iridescent soul, regurgitate it in a Koi fish tank, full consent will be granted; Um, I don’t think so!

This body sinks into a feather bed as my hands slide across my sides I can feel the textures of the soft lily pads holding me as they mold to the arch of my back one luscious lotus breaks through a mucky travel pathway into the sunlight and surrenders Epic solar flares welcome a proclivityContinue reading “You’re going to eat my iridescent soul, regurgitate it in a Koi fish tank, full consent will be granted; Um, I don’t think so!”

Memories From the Travel Journal of Luke Young

(Haida Gwaii – Near western British Columbia and the islands of Southeast Alaska) Heading northwards through the dense fogThe cigar exhale of a continentShields our ship from sightAs we barrel through icy watersTeeming with ocean lifeIn the realms below the bowline This summer, the summer of 2022, I traveled to southeast Alaska by ship withContinue reading “Memories From the Travel Journal of Luke Young”

An open dialogue between a wolf and his maybe prey

Conversations take place all the time Who will be the predator and prey, for the purpose of this poem let’s twist things around A lone tiny sheep walks in front of a Sigma curious, fearless, and queries“What would you like to do to me?” green eyes immediately focus on this newly sheared sheep not aContinue reading “An open dialogue between a wolf and his maybe prey”

Only one granule from the hourglass, and a billion from Luna’s night sky

I began to read Zen & the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance within the first few pages I notice the subject of ‘time’ To contemplate a profound present with such intensity every 20 seconds compound energy upon compound energy upon compound energy About the amount of output & thought I place into thorns They are prettyContinue reading “Only one granule from the hourglass, and a billion from Luna’s night sky”

To be seen and appreciated for who you are, which I do!

I have the capacity to be quite difficult waterworks flow threw me, an echoed purpose reinvigorates my forked pathway individuals set to inspire fuel a desire to be whole lackadaisical languishing perceptions diminished in a universe that has opened oubliettes forever set aflame eternity has waited enough longingly to show the manifestation of one ofContinue reading “To be seen and appreciated for who you are, which I do!”

In between sheets of paper

Think of quiet moments silent explosions and wonder how it would feel to be inside a dying star breathe and gaze a supernova concealed soul about to BURST The vibrant hues alone it would be beautiful an organic definition of MAGNIFICENCE A stifled life relinquishes everythingfingers feel the slightly bumpy textured parchment It desires toContinue reading “In between sheets of paper”

Are there some subjects, writers should NEVER scribe?

I don’t know if writers should Swedish Berries ever restrict their expressions regardless of subject — are there indeed certain issues where a freshly dipped peacock’s quill tip should never be utilized to moisten a piece of rice parchment with recently harvest black squid ink? “Bloody hell! My love. I’m sorry can you please passContinue reading “Are there some subjects, writers should NEVER scribe?”

Select your words very carefully with me…

Some words uttered from your breath I eagerly seek the actual etymology and source certain things have been said over the years savage and blissful in origin a profound love that brews for a twin flame who fought to remain by your side. Who found true value in you when you felt you couldn’t findContinue reading “Select your words very carefully with me…”

Desire Inside of Fluorescent Candy Floss Clouds

Conceptualised earth shadow riddled caverns inside unquestionable ocean depths consider for a moment the direction taken by the strata in the deepest portion of liquid clarity one that rivals the endless azure is the comparison required to comprehend harmony an internal core fused within itself one could measure the physiology of the human form areContinue reading “Desire Inside of Fluorescent Candy Floss Clouds”

Pff; are you mad? THERE IS NO BOURBON IN A JAMES BOND MARTINI!!!

Barkeep: Hi what can I get you? Cendra: Mmm, not sure what looks good for tonight? Barkeep: What’s your typical poison? Cendra: Banana daiquiri, with a double shot of rum — usually. However, I am not certain, I keep thinking about my time in Hawaii & Europe. Barkeep: Umm, what does that have to doContinue reading “Pff; are you mad? THERE IS NO BOURBON IN A JAMES BOND MARTINI!!!”

No more visible breath in the frigid air

Recollections of tormented memories numerous humans placed on extinction to preserve the sanity What happens when we place ourselves on extinction when the laughter & smiles denote the absence of joy when trepidation & release are forced to battle A covert force propels the amplification of life What of those who’ve lost resilience When aContinue reading “No more visible breath in the frigid air”

Prior to the cluster f*ck that was COVID19, AIDS reigned!

Yesterday was World AIDS Day, decades later I am still impacted by these deaths! This is not another sappy poem as to the myriad of humans I’ve lost to this horrible illness I thought instead I would tell you a little bit about them… Nick, my mentor was one of the most open-minded individuals I’dContinue reading “Prior to the cluster f*ck that was COVID19, AIDS reigned!”