Dreams & Delusions…


Certain Confusion

Has been an unfamiliar accomplice,
While creation has lent itself to Complication.

Has been a strange paradox,
One of comfort, vexation, and

Has been an infuriating anguish,
As I have grasped only certain




Photo by Antanya St. John


To your smile,

Opening to the light…

After such a long night,

Staring in awe.

You are not just bright,




Never Covered

I Can’t Stop

She has a gift for putting into words emotions that I have only felt and have such a hard time expressing. This is why I love art.



I say that I can’t stop,
that some ineffable force
drives me
to look for you,
write to you,
remember you.

I claim that I can’t help it.

I can’t help
the incessantness
of it all,
like I have the inability
to forget.

And that’s true.

Sort of.

I try to convince myself
it’s unavoidable,
but, really,
it’s because
I don’t want to stop.

I love the way
these words feel
on my fingers,
the way they walk
from my hands,
and plant gardens
on the page,
the way they bleed
from my veins
and scorch
the eyes
and ears
and hearts
of the world.

I want to see your face,
take sneak peeks
into your world.
I want to watch you play,
hear the melody alighting
from your hands.

I want to see you,
but no one is forcing me.
There is no gun or knife
encouraging me to…

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Tell Me

This. ❤



Tell me
even if it hurts.
Tell me
even if you think
the world might crumble
because you said it out loud.
Tell me
because chances are few
and true loves even fewer.
Tell me
because it matters,
because it’s true.
Tell me
even though you’re afraid
because fear is only an obstacle,
a barrier to truth.
Tell me
because I deserve to hear
and you deserve to speak.
Tell me
even if it’s
because it is
and that’s okay.
Tell me
because you can’t keep it in,
because it’s the only thing
you’ve ever wanted to say.
Tell me
because I have always told you.



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Excellent work!  I had to share.

Source: Essence

On Love/Passion

I added a visual representation of the thought I recorded a couple days ago. This thought came to me with a very strong image that I couldn’t ignore, I finally had time to do something with it. I apologize for the reblog, but I wanted to make sure people got to see it.  🙂

Through the Fog poetry

It’s only real if it frightens you…

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