Tag Archives: spirit

intuition

so shy this spirit

delicate and pure

a baby soul

awaiting birth upon this plane

living in my mind

a faint whisper

of curious intuition


shot a man

shot a man,

watched him die,

his spirit married my cause,

and i couldn’t remember

which war i was fighting –

he had no uniform,

wore no shoes.

lost children built sandcastles

in his blood.


hunger

i miss your hunger.

a hunger like freedom

to eat your fantasy;

sustaining yourself with a mouthful of whims,

always wondering why the world

will not partake of this meal,

as you try to choke  it down stubborn throats

force feeding the multitude

a feast of your wildest dreams,

but now you are fat

and never come out to play.

you stay inside your house of fat contentment, pacified.

i miss your hungry spirit.


of her

where art thou lord
in the darkness
of pain surround –
her spirit now free
flows from my vein,
released depth of heart,
i am drained.
love’s essence my tears contain.
send your angels,
gather these diamonds of sacred rain –
they are pure
they are all that remains
of her.


since

since

you taught me to kiss

your spirit lives within my kiss

and your vision comes upon me

every time i kiss

so, am i kissing you or her

is she kissing me or you