Seed

There’s nothing leftthis empty heart with nothing left tomake a startwith and nothing leftover. Nothing left for high hopes or tall orderswhich fall on deafears. Down I go down inside this empty cheston minimal power no energy for the rest of rebuildingrekindling and renewingan old life which definitelydied.A hardened shell, a huskbut not emptya hard shell around somethingunformedContinue reading “Seed”

Lesson at the Yorkian

Luka Lesson takes the stage and you can already feelPages turning in his mind as he recites with powerThe ages we’ve waited to hear these lines Live it is with ‘May Your Pen Grace the Page’Delivered to the crowd they grow loud and cheerTo the rhymes that clear the message through the voices Ringing throughContinue reading “Lesson at the Yorkian”

Connected

Given the timeto produce a rhymesaying with grace andkeeping rhythm in time Find the path to say the ideasthat everyone hearsin their soulsthe vision sears Through the yearswe find new partsin our heartsand make new starts Making arttakes timewe sayit’s mine Me is on the pagegoing into your earand through your mindyou find Nothing queerbetweenContinue reading “Connected”

The Beast

Hear it!Snuffling in its caveScrabbling aboutShuffling toward the opening Don’t make a sound!Take another breathSilentlyFind another toe hold Further up the cliff faceRain is comingDon’t let a pebble fallDon’t rouse the beast Fingers acheArms and legs need a restMuscles judderKeep moving up! Its head appearsSnout angling for scentOf preyShrink against the rock Hold tight!Fingers weakenRightContinue reading “The Beast”

Cross Over

What is on the other side?The bridge is ricketyIt creaks under my weightThe sunlight bright and clear. One foot in front of the otherThe bridge swaysThe breeze whistles pastI grip the vines for support. Cross over the chasmReject everything learnedSay goodbye to all that went beforePropelled forward by Thousands of facesSigns of connectionSatisfaction at growthPowerfulContinue reading “Cross Over”