Collections of ‘24/’25
Untitled I
5/’24
Daddy said I Lost my mind
Mamma said she wants to cry
Cause this just ain’t the life I’s meant to live
To be a tethered one man show
Just ain’t the way it’s supposed to go
Am I the only one who seems to see it now?
What’s the joy in a life we’ll waste
We’re all just built with quickened pace
I think we oughta take it a little slow
See what life has made us for
What stories the land can show
Recall the times of nana sitting, watching water flow
Did you know that dreamers only Die when they get tired
And believers only make the world they can
But I’ve been hopeful for sometime with all of my Desires
To see the rest of this destined golden land
And if I don’t get myself home
I promise mama I’m not alone
I’m Living life
And there's a reason why
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“It’s so hard to feel the emptiness of a soul so beautiful and calm,
That the whisper of love was within everything done”
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The Poet
1/16/25
Darling darling beauty
With green lightning in the sky
Twinkling stars forever far
As they gleam all in your eye
All around is casted shadow
While the poet sings his words
The only sound of music bound
From the natural disturb
And we casually sit around
In the keenness ember light
Thinking if we’d changed at times
Would you still be here tonight
With the mountains and the city glow
Our dreams endless carried on
Casting glances across the darklit sky
As the poet rambles on
Listen to the stories
Of where he's come around
Of what he’s seen, of what’s unkeen
Of monumentality found
See the old folks sitting in bars
Drinking beer and laughing
Saying smoke ain’t killed me yet
But it’s one day bound to happen
Or figure I’ll find home
In a place that ain’t meant for me
But if I’m lucky to make it here
I’ll find homes an often changing mystery
So when those eyes stare back at me
After long hard roads are traveled
Understand the poets words
Soon come quick unraveled
And we’ll stand another chance
To focus on our dreams ahead
For now focus on his words
I’m a lover until I’m dead
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Untitled II
9/22/25
Howling winds whisper to lonesome travelers ear
“Walk this way swiftly, and you shall never see fear
Touch the ground on which you walk, and you shall heal wounds remained open
Feel the sunshine on your face, as you smile to the heavens
No dream is easy, no story told is short
Laugh with the rush of the rivers, and dance to the tunes of the evergreens
Cry with the rain as to blend it with the world which you live
After all, the world is yours, and you hers
Fuck up your journey, and ask forgiveness, not permission
Visit coasts east and west, and sleep only when the world comes rest
Be true to yourself and others, and remember to love as you go along”
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Rushing River
6/11/25
Rushing river I hear you
In the dead of the night
The mist of the morning
I hear your call
“I’m strong, I won't give up!”
Your water passes fast
Across jagged rock ledges
And swiftly through open channels
“Take me, use me, for whatever you need,
but don’t abuse me or you will feel the power I possess”
Rushing river you strengthen me,
But you can weaken me just as fast
“Don’t be fearful boy
I’m here whatever conflict arises
Stories you need told, float them down me
And I shall send them to be seen”
And what if you stop
What if I can’t send them away
“A rushing river never stops
What was once mine, can be mine again
I’ll change course a thousand times to continue my journey
That’s the beauty in flowing wild”
And what if I never get to my destination?
“Destinations are fluid, they never end
Simply because my name changes
Doesn’t mean I have reached my final end
Be strong and always continue on”
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Untitled III
7/11/25
Distant peaks hover sorrow valleys
Short and sweet
without a tree nearing the eclipse of looming sun
With lakes and rivers vastly spread unto her mystery
And colored beams bowing down to her
At travelers bedside
Luck or grace or glory
But nevermore
True beauty
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“They say the good times last forever, but the great ones only last a while”
