Dragons and demons

Creatures in my sky – 

Visual poetry

Hidden truths

The pain we carry Whether real or Mental phantoms Keep us trapped No matter what hope We think we’ve found Or how deep a mark We believe we’ve made The illusion fades Because it’s a mere Surface reflection Of who we really are In fear we retreat Back inside ourselves Not wanting to reveal Or

In this silence I believe…

First cut Solar Plexus Vertical toward Crown Counterclockwise he travels Adding three more Meticulously concentrated With precision skill Graceful fluidity Masking exerted energies Intently confident A master at his craft Superior abilities balanced with Sheer will and determination This perfect stranger Fate forced upon my path Whose concern I feel Compassion openly shown Determined to

Easter at the Vatican

Standing At the manmade altar Dressed in gold As if possessing A direct connection To the Lord Our God Men of sin Most sadistic Vile unconscionable Acts against the Innocent Professing to the Holy Father To be on the side Of God Rallying for Themselves In defiant Denial On this the Holiest of days A

Shadows in Glass

He fought cancer all alone and won the battle, at the tender age of twenty-one. He never knew who his real father was, and refused to bond with the string of husbands he watched his mother marry and divorce. He did a five year stint in Leavenworth Penitentiary, for a crime that he swears he

Insanity’s Final Adieu

His was a miserable life; wandering the globe pretending to be lost, feigning insanity due to all sorts of abuse; self-inflicted, youthful demons victim, to any and all who showed the slightest inclination of interest. In truth, he knew exactly where he was going, what the cost would be to get there; needing only to