Sum Solution

I was ready to steady my gesture, to not impose upon you the note of imposture; I will not posture like a pasture but rather ponder some sun greater, some sum of a whole.

Then I found a hole, in the bottom of the soul, and I realized it was the sole solution to all life’s questions; I found that the whole was the answer.

And so I danced with romance in my heart, then became a part of my best with your best; a complete testament to attest virtue.

For in through and out, this tone of attunement has turned the page.

I lead with the sum solution of the heart.


Rough the Dawn

Rough is the dawn,

with pleasures to pawn

for a day.

Like pine needles thick,

just a moment to prick

all your pain away.

Shade is a bird,

a song’s just a word

if you feel it.

Rough is the dawn,

the darkness is gone

today will be lit.


I’d rather be elsewhere, out of this abyssal dream; for no longer could the woulds of yesterday propel me onward down this path.

To remain asleep would be akin to self-preservation but also equal its death.

I’d rather speak not, as my eyes open; for in this moment I can see more than words could become expressions.

To say that which cannot be described in speech would convolute its very meaning.

I’d rather wonder, rather than know; for knowing would mean no longer imagining.

To cease creative thought would mean to burst the bubble of divine inspiration.

I’d rather be awake rather than not be, would rather see rather than speak and would rather think rather than cease to inspire.


You remember that time runs swiftly, but imagine there be no time and suddenly you’ve got infinity;

Infinity at your fingertips, infinity over your eyes and infinity under your skin.

Now you’re staring into a tangled ball of responsibilities and tasks in your hand, but imagine there is no entanglement and each becomes a jigsaw combining to fit the whole;

The whole of it all becomes complete and marks your achievements, the whole is comprised of many.

You start to feel a rush of momentum, an urgency propels you to fit pieces together into larger pieces to make a complete mass;

The complete mass is you, so you start to see just how the pieces fit.

Swift to Sift

Rising anticipation, a bated breath,

hums the thrum of changes collecting

in the well of wishful dreaming.

Ankles twisting and knees bouncing,

toes upright with the hips rolled sideways,

impulse grips the cord of reaching.

More is not less if the arms are full,

empty is full of all that’s lacking.

Be still but not stagnant,

see, every day is a chrysalis

with the change being constant.

Reaping winds brings worry,

combing skies for answers;

rather to bury questions

and tread the growth for revelation

than sift the muck for a marvel.

In The Distance

Of all of thought which I forgot there lies inside that place I hide

A feeling like skin peeling after burning light has scorched the night

And when the sense makes a presence I’ll wonder will my nerves be still

Enough for now and maybe later which ever feeling may be greater

I’ll want to stay inside that place in far off worlds in outer space

Calling me back will be the wonder if I’d stayed or gone asunder

And when that time will want to climb up to the sky where I will lie

Would I be want to ever taunt the classless eye of souls that haunt

Not open eyes but closed they’ll rise to meet the shifting dreams uplifting

In the distance where I belong with great insistence proves you wrong

For I won’t return to what’s below instead bestow that up I’ll go

So try you might to bring me down and as my right I will not drown in sorrow not in pain not tomorrow not again

Just let me be as great as ever quickly cut the rolling tether of dismay before too late

Yet I digress

In the distance lies my bestest dress

The one with pearls where lace unfurls with gilded trim where red will brim creating heaps of gossamer tides in mountainous sweeps

Let the stars shine as they’ll all be mine and give light to the distance despite resistance

For if I go and not return my memory itself will burn deep in your mind an etched diamond glow encased in a vase where love would once grow but now no longer

I’ll not wonder why but wonder will you have my visage still a ghostly veil of a long lost tale

In the distance you can see me but in the distance you’re not near me