Category: Abstract

Poems or random stories with no context. I will just run with an idea or a group of words and see where it goes. No format or predetermined rules, just ideas.

Motion Defined

Find me motion definedA motion that shows its mindStaying within lines predefinedReactions by which life can bind Find me a word stuck in timeThat shows meaning through designThe word a beating heart against a...

The world reeks

The world reeks of beautiful wasteOf stories told with volatile tasteA human mind seeks with hasteEach source of this rancid trace The world reeks of a foul fumeWith anger and venom in bloomA scented...

The metal daisy

Sunshine on a metal daisyA pure form of life gone crazyMetallic crystals of insanityStructure built and strainingA shape captured vaguelyA world its bent on fixingSwirl to the light forever swingingA dancer to the suns...

Burning man

A burning man feels no pain, only firePain has no meaning to those consumedFated to burn by the shadow lights desireA torture of mind with body all but doomed A burning man fears no...

Warped time

Warping moments surround my daysan hour lost to seconds in hazeforever lost amidst years of mazeseconds shatter frame by frame A mind frame set against my wayMoments blistered and burned awayHours lost against the...

Travel dearly

Worry not dear traveler, your path is mutable. But your mind must be clear to find your way.While time is short, your anxiety serves only to lengthen the the trail. Wait, breath, and decide...

A taste of heat

BreathTaste the swirling air travel over your tongue, every angle of the invisible blades leaving their own distinct mark. Indescribable differences outlined in memory and yearned for with every breath. Every moment , every...

The morning of fall

The very air reeks of rotting stonein between tar and decrepit homeThe heat but a memory lost and thrownEvery breath of wind a has a mind of its own Watching the sun break the...

The lion token

This drawing inspires me every time I look at it. The process going in was so vague, the idea was formless. It had a feeling and motion to it, but no image or words....

Tears of salt

Sweat these tears of saltThe result of many years assaultBurn through bone breathing outEveryday a rebound, a renewed boutForever living a fighting scout Running towards a daily fightPerforming at peak a mighty sightDefeat the...