A Response to Human DignityAs a stone his heart is setIf stones should feel at all.He has no understanding in'tSo this is why we fall.As if my love were just a thingDerived from any jaw.So as a bit of moon I driftIn clouded lonely sky.I could recover if he would wakeFrom stone's humble sigh.Complacent just to anyoneWith love alone to die.
Of NatalieWatch as her eyes can look up into mineSee as they mirror the blues of my yearsFeel the soft furrows as if they could frownHear how my wish is made perfectly clear.Holding a blanket with nothing to bareWaiting for something to give her in just.Speaking of one thing that no one will dareGripping on dreams just ahead of their lust.
'The Flower'In the ground the flower laysPetals white and blue.Lower down inside the clayGrab the stems, stuck like glue.Tended is the flower muchNever left alone.There are gardeners, two of suchNeither which have knownBoth do care for with a loveFor the flower called one's prize.Roots betray each owner's gloveGreedy plants are those that thrive.When they meet though, all does change.Each green thumb surrenders thus.Withered finds the flower's mangeRotton, resented, and left in dust.
It's TrueIf I say it isit's trueit is.Believe ityou do.The sky above is violet,not blue.just believe me,please do.I can see it beamthe sky.Big and vast and infinite it gleams.you can't. It's too high.Just believe meyou shouldn't,but you do.
'The Echo'A Good Day echo out Are you there? bounce back Here I am. Repeat.A Bad Day echo out Are you there? echo out I'm sorry. echo out I love you.
'My Muse'She no longer exists.Alone with pen, I write nothing.Thick syrup clogs my veins.I feel nothing.She smiled Her short braids and barrettes fluttered in the air.A butterfly She captured its life in word.She saw Her eyes offered more than love.She's gone Lost in an opaque cloud.A memory.