The Hypocrite…The Joker…



How long does it take to become a master of deception,

lives played  out in pretense?  Preying upon relatives,

friends and strangers, but to use is the intent.

Deception masters, they are a tsunami in life hidden ready

to cause those in their wake disaster. The more people they

prey upon, the unaware, the more they can take; they have

no soul, no conscious, they do not care.

Then, they fail to realize that they are creating their own

disaster, one derived from the way of life that they have mastered.

People who live within a realm of deception lose, now who is the Joker…

the Fool?



The Gathering…

As humans we are like the Black Birds
collected in a globe of pecking gloom,
an awakening before the coming of death;
wise souls searching for a revelation for
an exit.

We are a race that battles, a race of
warring souls unsatisfied until the end,
living in unrest under the breath of Heaven,
always gathering our possessions close to
us before our journey ends.

Banded in a world all the while as the Eye
of God knows who will be saved and who will
be destroyed, collectively, selectively
crushing enemies.

Reaching out into the night, silently watching
the armies, watching man’s destiny, destruction,
listen people and you can hear… the breath going
out of the world!



A flame that burns

within the soul, like

flickering shadows

below the clouds,

spirits runs wild into

the ravine.

Mossy ledges dark

and profound while

through the quiet

valley peaceful

wanderings crept;

reflecting upon

dreams while the

sun slept, up in the

heavens the moon


Mysterious waters

beneath the falls,

bottomless pool

with no end rushes

downward on an

invisible course, a

crevice gives way to

a wild babbling stream;

emerald leaves canopy

the forest floor, a place

where lovers’ hearts can


Silver skin and dewy eyes,

drink in descending curves

and unimaginable forms;

the sphere, the abyss of

where life is born.

Beneath the pallid stars

and sliding moon is where

hearts bloom, merging their

flames with twilight, yielding

into one mind; ecstasy

plummets into serenity.



What is Love…

Warring within the hearts of men

and women, the rise and falling of

breath, the interpose of loves

fragrance sprawled among the rose

petals of life.

Shared passion, the dangers of

affection, good, bad, and the perils

of love, of complete love for life.

Love is a prison where escape is

unwanted, a life sentence to be

treasured, love is pride, love binds,

and love must truly be blind.

Love feeds hunger, love quenches

thirst, love overcomes darkness,

and love is the light that removes all

shadows of doubt.

Does love need explanation, for those

who know the invincible heights of love,

its fire, its tenderness, no;  for these

people live within the boundaries of

true love.





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Sunset delight,

morning sorrow,

ecstasy throughout

the night, paradise

weeps as the pain of

leaving runs deep. 

Morning lingers,

sunrays dance off the

dew, my soul aches

without you.   




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Shifting Seasons…


The seasons of the year,

quickly come and go,

spring brought flowers,

summer a swimming

hole; winter the snow

and frosty winds will blow.


Many will take secluded

walks, others at the cold

weather will balk; snowflakes

will soon drop one-by-one,

children will run, play and

have fun.


Sleet may fall, thaw and drip,

the oldsters will slide and slip;

squirrels scurry beneath the

snow moving around in buried

leaves; birds flitter, dip and



Clouds in the sky fly, the northern

winds shriek and shrill; the sun

surprises the earth with a warm

day, through melting snow peaks

the fearless daffodils.


Colors’ appear among hills of

green, wildflowers unfurl to an

awakening world; children and

oldster dream that soon there

will be the coming of spring.


White beaches and coral-shells,

salty air and sweet summer

smells, swimsuits and blowing

hair, children and oldsters

scampering everywhere.


Finally, summer will disappear,

autumn leaves burning, crimson

Sumac and purple skies;

ornaments will dangle from holiday

trees, ice-covered mistletoe peaks

up out of the snow, children and

oldsters will once again say, “Oh

my, how quickly the seasons go”.





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In Arrogance they Slew…


They will not return to those

who loved them, their lives they

gave; but the one who fired the

deadly shots and left them to die

will not have honor when they lay

in their coward’s grave.

The dead will not return to those

who loved them, so callously slain;

but the one who crossed boundaries

caused a void in many lives that will

never be the same.

Will there be angry for the hour, who

can promise amends, calm fears, who

will pay for this tragedy while those

left behind faces the world through

their tears.

The death of the offender cannot repay,

in arrogance they slew, their good deeds

in life will not be remembered and their

death remembered by few.





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Sea Giants…


In the solitude of the

night crouches Ice

Mountains floating like

pyres that wait for the

ceremonial fires.

Arctic waters move in

time with the rhythm of

the seas mystical lyre,

crossing vast distance the

Ice Mountains never tire.

Sharing the sea floats a

Steel Mountain opulent and

free, a jewel of human design

to ravish the mind.

Radiance and glittering from

port into the black waters under

the gaze of the moon, the vain

and glorious Steel Mountain

could never have foreseen its

sandy doom.

The two mountains were not

prepared to consummate an

unwanted union on that cold

and misty night, in the belly of

the Steel Mountain confidence

soon replaced with fright.

Wealth turned into an evil mate,

its unequal locked in a coffin filled

with water all too soon learned

their fate.

In silence both steel and ice unaware

of the looming catastrophe shared

the same path, the Ice Mountain moved

forward unscathed, while the Steel

Mountain quickly floated downward to

its cold salty grave.

(The Titanic)




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My Home Town…


The gulls fly low,

the weather is

cool; the bays are

frothy and the

skies are blue.

High upon the cliffs

Lavender blooms,

framed by dark

greenery; I know

that soon summer

will be doomed.

In town, the people

walk through

cobblestone streets,

going here and there;

jutting into the sky is

a lone church spire.

Shadows emerge from

the eastern sky spreading

across a calm sea; soon

it will bring the night and

set the day free.

The lighthouse begins to

glow it is seen from afar;

then in the sky appears one

lone star; town people walk

here and there, when safe

in their home they will wait

once again for another





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