Infinite Mind Spasms

Extirpate all colors that dim your heart.
Our primary life should not be the bleeding tint of hurt,
but a blush of warm chance with real people,
not the ones soaking in their shades of negative.
They will fade!

Sunday, November 22, 2015


Last night,
the air grew teeth
and I was bitten twice...
Shy I hid,
under my duvet,
with a single thought,
"My heartbreak is gone."
Then bitten twice by
the nocturnal wind.
Night became king
and I become cold,
Feathers and cotton
kept me loved,
and thoughts kept me warm.

Pain is Virtue

I read, it touches my skin,
poetry, literature, even sins.
I read and it touches my heart,
I feel life and death as one,
I savor lines and verses sung
and I think of truths and lies,
the yesterdays long gone.
Death becomes ugly
when the living can't detach,
Loss is alive, but the dead is not.
Control is obsolete when God's
welcome is an order.
What is tomorrow with last
nights sorrow?

Monday, November 16, 2015


I had a great love,
and a hard fall,
but time passes and
Dillion sings love fades.

I believe in change,
Not the nickels or dimes,
but seasons of the heart,
its real over time.

Heartbreaks come in many shades,
Death, Loss, a love that fades,
I believe the plunge
Is the way the world plays.

No Regrets

If I ask permission, may I love you forever.
I want to be your conclusion,
your final fascination.

Thursday, November 12, 2015


I am allergic to the peace of thinking still,
I live to exhale inspiration and hearts that fell.


I write about you
because you are gone.
If you were here and mine
I'd sing you a song.
One should be aware
of their exit to a writer,
you may be a villain,
or a blank page of wonder.
You may be the never,
you thought was forever.

Message in a Bottle

It's the empty wine bottle,
who resurrects your face,
opens our story and conceives
an empty place.

Happy ending and
untold gaps are not
our fate, but your
memory is a hole, obsolete.

Your Jack Daniels affair
should have been a sign,
or the foreshadow of our future,
and alcoholic despair.