POETRY
These poems are a living expression of my inner work. I offer them to you as a glimpse of my process towards radical self-acceptance, healing, and growth.
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Two Leaves
Can’t Quite Express
Dear Little Part Of Me
Monkey Mind
Eyes
Seed
Trippin
Blessed With Life’s Baggage
My Shadow Bleed Ink
Forever Cursed To Sing
Burn These Pages
Lifeblood
Uncontainable By The Bondage Of Words
The Derelict
The Cave
Pathology & Perversion
Music Of The Ever Present Moment
To Purchase The Moon
I Find Myself
Erotic Poetry
nightmare
the toxic nightmare
the dream that traps you into believing you’re awake
that lets you live your fantasy for just long enough to taste heaven
but not long enough to be satiated
before you are wretched back into reality
by a chiding laugh laced with criticism
for being so gullible as to believe you deserve happiness
let alone a beautiful dream
the toxic nightmare
the dream that traps you into believing you’re awake
that lets you live your fantasy for just long enough to taste heaven
but not long enough to be satiated
before you are wretched back into reality
by a chiding laugh laced with criticism
for being so gullible as to believe you deserve happiness
let alone a beautiful dream
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This poem is from the book, ‘Poetry from a Dark Night of the Soul’.
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Once More
Once more
I wake
Finding myself adrift
Lost in thoughts
Of things
That will never happen
That can never happen
An ocean of possibility
Extends in every direction
Yet I fear
Leaving the safety
Of the anchor
Of the known
Once more
I wake
Finding myself both
Aimlessly drifting and unequivocally struck
Chastising myself
For not staying still
For not moving on
This poem is from the book, ‘A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken’.
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Complementing The Future
By complementing the future
She crafted the present.
Her words revealing a truth
Others couldn’t yet see.
Not for lack of trying,
But because she hadn’t yet spoken.
The truth was merely a dream,
Waiting for her birth it into reality.
Now here, its eternal nature is manifest.
The future, now present, informs the past,
And thus, her words were true before she ever spoke them.
This poem is from the book, ‘A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken’.
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Upon Waking
what we had
together
was but a pleasant dream
real
only while asleep
yet merely
a phantasm
upon waking
your perfume
forgotten
a nightly fancy
turned nightmare
the stark morning light
now
smells grim
upon waking
This poem is from the book, ‘Bound To The Wings Of A Butterfly’.
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Hereafter
Erotica, R-18+
I dreamt a past
That could have been
Embraced seductions
That went unseen
I said yes
To her advance
This time
I gave love a chance
A fantastical story
With a dreamlike plot
‘Tis a shame I woke early
Because teasing’s all I got
I tried to return
To her ethereal embrace
But I was trapped by a different
Aspect of the dream space
This time I was the hero
Of my own epic adventure
Fighting demons
And going where most don’t venture
I saved the realm
And rescued my liege
Oh what glory!
Oh what prestige!
As reward
I was promised eternal bliss
Lands and luxuries
And a fair maiden’s kiss
Humbly I approached
And gently lifted her shroud
When I saw her face
I couldn’t help but laugh out loud
It was her
The girl from my past
The dreams had melded
I have her at last
What good fortune have I
To get another chance
To live and love
To play and romance
A fairy-tale ending
We lived happily ever after
I awoke refreshed
Having dreamt of hereafter
This poem is from the book, ‘Kink, Volume 2’
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A Requiem For What Could Have Been
Last night
I dreamt
Of my father’s death
The slow pathetic decline
Of a worthless man
Was reformed into
A noble sacrifice
A resilient stand against oppression
An act to be proud of
I knew I was dreaming
Yet I preferred to remain
Bamboozled and blinded
By the beautiful facade
In the dream
I wept freely
For a man
I understood
Cared about
And loved
In my memories
I grew distant
From a man
I didn’t understand
Care about
Or love
I woke conflicted
Are my dreams
Telling me
That my memories
Are fiction?
That the feelings
Felt in the facade
Are more fact
Than the fear
And confusion?
Or perhaps
I’m only questioning
Because
My reality was retched
And that dream
Like others of it’s kind
Are a requiem
For what could have been
This poem is from the book, ‘A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken’.
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Toxic Nightmare
The toxic nightmare
The dream that traps you
Into believing you’re awake
That lets you live your fantasy
For just long enough
To taste heaven
But not long enough
To be satiated
Before you are wretched
Back into reality
By a chiding laugh
Laced with criticism
For being so gullible
As to believe
You deserve
Happiness
Let alone a beautiful dream
This poem is from the book, ‘A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken’.
Read more from the colleciton, download a free copy, or purchase as a Paperback, eBook, Hardcover or Audiobook.