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A moving picture postcard, animated scenery, and dramas taken from the pages of a scripted comedy. What is it you see? Just what you expect: Material from Vaudeville and conveniences that lack All purpose, life, and passion - Set designs so cold and wooden. Who is there behind it? Who has fed the Beast? Who… Continue reading “Free-will (and Other Lies)” – Poetry
Magical journeys through worlds unknown Hidden crevices and caverns Majestic peaks and shadowy depths All the wonders of Heaven and Earth Histories told only to a chosen few And dances taught by the stars Races of boundless creativity Peaceful streams and pleasant hills Spirits large and small Some innocent, some wise Some are treacherous and… Continue reading “I Walk With You” – Poetry
No blind infatuation nor momentary thrill Can touch the steadfast heart, The loyal truth that pulses To a starry drumming of infinite rhythm. Nothing can restrain it! Human words are meaningless, Falling on deaf ears that only seek the guidance of Heaven. A group of souls united In the exploration of worlds, They are the… Continue reading “Love” – Poetry
I passed by the open door, head shaking in awe At the petty grievances held, the loftiness of the up-turned nose, At the minds closed to all but grandeur. For some, it's bathed in silk and velvet, For others, gashing wounds are a Divine right. Life without the love of Heaven is the truest state… Continue reading “Blinded” – Poetry
Weighted and shackled, I struggle on Knowing the cost of surrender is high Endless worlds spiraling outward As Divinity's quill passes by I beg a little of that inspiration A chance to recapture that childhood dream Then carried on a distant breeze, a whisper "Take heart. Things are not what they seem." From here, I… Continue reading “Weighted and Shackled” – Poetry
Long and deep I ponder upon the changing fields The hidden mysteries of harvest, the cloaked secrets of gatherings We honor Those Who give and can easily take away While the ego gives in to gluttony and attempts to call it joy Ignoring wisdom openly Taught in actions and signs But at my altar stands… Continue reading “The Celebration” – Poetry
To perfect your barefoot dancing, first recall the special thrill Of the sight of sunbeams dancing on a bedroom windowsill. Summer leaves that flutter and a sky alive with blue Jump rope contents set to songs of birds of every hue. Release the stingy, grown-up mind and endless empty chatter Replace with open heart and… Continue reading “Barefoot Dancing” – Poetry
I arrived at a performance filled with laughter and joy A light-hearted comedy to shake off the dust of depression So many care-free moments filled with wide-eyed innocence. But then I briefly recalled my heart's passion That key to illusions past, present, and future And it raised the second curtain on the theater before me.… Continue reading “Dust Of Deception” – Poetry
To plan an adventure, a sojourn in a distant land Mesmerized by frequencies, kaleidoscope of bizarre new sights Hallucinations of other's dreams, yet so convincing Then I collide with the blatant irony, so elusive yet so clear That all is the same everywhere, encryptions that never vary Repetitive trends and teachings, identical fantasies and thrills… Continue reading “Traveling a Broken Record” – Poetry
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