poetry

I’ve lost my mind I need it back because it is one-of-a-kind Classically vintage and heavily worn due to use...

Be your own god In the present here and now Fill the spaces and voids with your own truth Disavow...

Wake up in alarm to the buzz of a bee keeping time Open the blinds to the blinding primetime shine...

A tree reaching for the sun Is honorable Or windblown the other way JArtB Note: tropism; phototropism Note: the tree...

I find my way through mazes You could say I’m amazing at mazes Mazes with tricky turns and illusions Ones...

I observe my world and resist being callous I collect furniture for my memory palace Except for that discarded recliner...