Fall into Autumn

Fall into Autumn Frolic in its fallen leaves dressed in colors that adorn the harvest moon Envelope yourself in all things flannel From shirts to blankets Share stories around the roaring campfire Lighting the chilly night Cataloging those summer days recently passed to be merely memories Fall into Autumn Find those wooly socks buried deep…

On My Author Ish!

What’s up! I know it’s been a minute since I posted something new. I have missed posting poems, reflections, and little short stories. However, there have been some happenings in my life that gobbled up my time to just sit down and let my mind run wild into the realms of creativity. First, I went…

White Supremacist

You’re not special You’re not unique I know that’s a notion that Makes you surprised Truth be told Its a fact That the majority Of society understands Since the bulk of The world’s humanity Is black, brown, and every variation in between You’re not superior You never were You’re just a being made up Of…

Endless Cycle

Monday again Just trying to survive To Friday Seeking to regain The sweet freedom Of Saturday Desperately seeking An escape plan On Sunday To be free Of the endless Monotonous cycle Being a Creative and living in this society is slightly tortuous. You have to go into these buildings and stay for an allotted amount…

Fool’s Paradise

Part 6 Jesse checked his watch while sitting down at the end of the table. He was ready for this to be over. He tried not to wear his discontent on his face. He even flashed a smile at his wife on the other end of the table and offered a courteous ‘thank-you’ to Erin…

Creatives Are Supreme

Obliterating boredom with the flick of a wrist Stroke of a key Who can conjure worlds and dimensions, Civilzations and cultures Personas and personalities From merely staring at the void of nothingness.

Old Time Love

Give me an old time love Crafted by two souls Destined to adore and Nurture all the dimensions that construct our world Not a life sentence measured by the duration of suffering one can endure But a love with two beings Bringing out the best in each other A love that makes silence comforting With…

Fool’s Paradise

Part 5 Matthew was exhausted. He couldn’t think about anything other than sleep as the driver pulled up to his sister’s house. He let out a soundless yawn before fishing his wallet out the back pocket of chinos. He handed over his credit card to the middle-age man that went on and on about his…

Left Unsaid

They were lost. He insisted they weren’t. It was the arrogant-stained confidence of his baritone that struck one of her many wound-up nerves provoking an eye roll. An eye roll he missed like all of her other mannerisms that displayed her displeasure of the state of their relationship. A relationship that had spanned for six…