audience of one

The air is alive with the scent of sweaty bodies Mixed with heady anticipation; I see it clearly in my mind; the image floats in front of the words – sensory words conceived for the stage birthed to capture hearts. The roar of the enraptured crowd wafts to me in muted tones Right here –…

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troubled waters

troubled waters bring mud to the surface shuts out the sun’s rays my soul shivers. my soul hovers over the pool at Bethesda, and watches the murky waters deliver my dreams to another. peace ripples the cogitations of my soul speaks stillness to the entropy. dreams do not stay tranquil alive, they kick trouble the…

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state of fear

The wind whispers harshly to me: Doomsday is coming. Noah walks barefooted in Reykjavik Prophesies: Glaciers trembles at the wrath of Sol Running amok in holes In stratosphere History is a never ending cycle Crichton scoffs: Fear is Morphia Fear births more fear Mass hysteria: fickle minds high on fumes of chlorofluorocarbon Silver is dross…

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your voice is a fading echo

I feel your hand slipping I feel you drifting I feel you sneaking Away, one day At a time. Time   And again, you swear You are going nowhere Say you are right here…   These days, your voice is a fading echo Carried from afar by distant chilly winds That reminds my heart to…

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Seven – a poem

I. Beginnings The curtains open To reveal tiny seeds. Greatness is packed into Molecules in little spaces Little beginnings – Little things Little actions – Create unending echoes Chain reactions… II. Severance Severe the cord Inflate collapsed lungs Let in life. This pain is good This cry is victory. III. The fence The goat. The…

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