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The Whole Swallow

I speak breath life
expression that I find hard to deny
emotions that crave attention
yet fear judgement
they want to be
pay attention because meanings are buried deep within
to know them
is to know…

Words fear neglect
they just want to be
make a difference
even if its the size of a mustard

Oh I need you to hear me
Feel the words I speak
envelope you
develop you hold you
like a blackout blowing your back out
shadow dance
around the back shot
then back out and lash out
while I Commit verbal
mood swings
a plethora of tendencies of life

fore words fear
they just want to be understood
make a difference
even if its
the size of a mustard seed

might be true, could be mean
oh well its just feelings of expression
visions of spoken sound fluttering
journeys serene being
Free un-adultered scenes- Dreams
landscaped filled
thoughts and images
concoct blurred lines and question marked
orion⿿s sun-melted belt sitting sound in a clouded sky-line

breath taking reverent vague tongue
perspectives horizons shadowed low-rise
After all its from the slanted
point of view from which we speak

Respect the words of
they end up meaning more than what was first



Take me to a place

filled full of fantasy, dreams

exonerated ecstasy.

create magnetic sparks filtered excite

beneath skin driving heart beats

inspired movements loudly calling out

climactic chivalry

lasting morning


and night

give me something to eat

something to feel while feeding

watch life digest

brains expand

blossoming like flowers

with the sun’s dew dilingence

imparting light

give me a world unimaginable

so I can take it

and imagine new levels

setting my sights and creating it all over again

Shadow box

lifes crowded rooms bloom

shaded faces infiltrate

fade to black consume


Take me away
with words 
the whole song and dance of our expressions
Do they not permeate mind blossoming emotions
that cause some type of action stance reaction
In imaginations permanent rainbow arc
Take me away
with sounds
as I read aloud and dream
of dreams taking me on adventures
exploring my past lives conjuring epic reels of
fresh life details answers and movement
having a voice to give a voice the lovely power of sound thought
take me away
with seeds
planted belief in variations of possibility
give me the torch to succeed in my craft
as I painlessly pour my passion on a pen or a pad
maybe a mac
So that I can be apart of your journey and create a version of
higher inspired filled images
that only you
can help develop
Until then
keep taking me away
countless others paving the way
sharing and uniting  missions to 
write and recreate

Hear Me Out

I could tell you things you want to hear

soft whispers in your ear

opening up about past times,


comparing you to light’s reflection

imprinted with manifestations

of sublime shadows

luxuriating eternal gism


emotions elevated journey in flight ,

butterflies sitting on top of skin

drinking nectar produced from heartbeats

random adrenaline dream.

But I am not

I could sell you on possibilities

the difference between you, me and he’s

but be mindful

fore I am not your history

or past lives

I could care less about winning you over

with creative tongue’s,

Kama sutra’s sensual technique,

tantric euphoria,

or what most consider a woman’s special place.

In the end I am all about me getting the most out of you

for me

and thats real

I want you to do you, so I can do me, together

at best, the true definition of we

time will tell if we were meant to be

there will be hard times full of mystery

overwhelmed by the constant test of

selfish wants and needs that we’ll decline

just to establish our own insecure wants and corrupt thoughts

on how one should be

in the end should “we”


it will be because I never gave up on you being you

or you,me

Attention Span

 Will I listen to my instincts, or lose my way
make my mistakes or runaway
powerful dreamers-dream, without hesitation
as time grows older,  I become a bit bolder
but not fearless
if patience is virtue
why does time 
 feel like its running late


I ponder
words you speak
bathe and soak-in
emotions that breathe
conceptions misconception
the miseducation of feelings rite
like a flower blossoming in favor
of summer reign
I depend on you
like soil
to seasons change
hoping that you return
replenishing again
yet again
I beg 
Lord forgive me for I am weak
give me the strength 
to find what I seek
my days are long and my will 
lies asleep-weak
failure results- getting lost-in
achievements feats
I have big dreams but I’m tired of
my speech
when will I allow myself to be free
Ideals are nothing without drive
to complete
mind over matter 
I sharpen skills
the outer shell is 
however direction lost
like lost clouds storming over
natures fields-it owns but
can’t predict
the outcome of its acts
 forever wrapped in the
evolution of earth
oceans rolling tide could be 
the strongest force
yet still and calm
unlike birth
I search for serenity’s 
reflection of treasure
in search of skills 
that permits one to be fruitful and happy
giving all to love
love that depends on
surrendering souls
I have faith in turnaround
and patiently wait
but if only I find the missing element
that will begin my 
my cries pray out to all whom listen
my tithes are tears wrapped in offerings
seeds yet to be planted
in this life or the next
I only wish to provide
for my family-the world
and those wandering
consuming eyes

96 minutes

All one wishes

is to be free

enjoying sweet indulgences

of life

dreams are dreamt

possibilities forged

and all the while

noticing within this journey

through the peaks

the valleys

sunsets and moon light

intricacies of sublime and

complex choices

standing strong and tall

before you like hurdles

white water rapids

pushing you along

waiting to see your strength

perseverance awaiting

capable or incapable



we can learn from

controlling fears….

blinding reaction

and living with it

is another



Squeeze It Out

you just need to speak
say something
any thing
whether it be a scream
yell shriek
a song
a moment of release

just squeeze it out

you must declare
give a damn
and be who you are
no matter
how brief
or what those watching may think

you need to feel
invoke passion
evoke reality
share insanity
deny plagiaristic company
whom only deny you, you

Just Squeeze it out
and maybe
you will be able to release
be completely free
to be whoever you want to

Nobody’s Perfect

Just trust me
I admit I’m not absolute
and my love comes with faults
my intentions are pure
therefore any signs of affection
however scorned, or worn
have been birthed
adorned forever upon a blank canvas
causing fractions of minute colours and palettes
falsified fantasies of sublime energies
of what will, should and forever be
the right dimensions of man, I mean…
I may not be your dream
may never be
Ive spent life chasing greatness noticing
attributes and values to the likes of
hardened women
whom spent offerings rebuilding, giving…undertaking
unfaithful beatings
I only wish to fill in the holes
completely eradicate damages caused
and offer you something to take
admire and value
the strength of a real man
one who quenches that thirst
depleting needs
elevating you to the point of queen
to offer you a love greater than the
sum of me
so while it may be a journey one cant explain
I offer you to explore the best of me
and discover the possibility of whats longs
to be
endures to be
Love of and from

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