My deepest gratitude, to Mr. Ernesto Madrid and the entire staff of the Stillman Sawyer branch of The Salvation Army; for teaching me about true warmth and compassion...Thank you.
To dance, to the music of time; And be sure, that she is all mine; A feeling of bliss, one such as th… Couldn’t be found, in any rhyme. Right from the start, I wished no…
I can instantly acquire, what you… A very bad idea, I will always pl… Doing the dirt, that you’re unwill… Exposing to the world, a darker si… Yet alone with myself, is when I’…
I’ve come for the battle, of right… My weapon of choice, to possess so… I can speak volumes, without makin… Though so spiritually lost, though… The armor within, so battered and…
This is not over, not by a mile; It is perpetuated by love, born of… An unsure step, met with an outstr… A friendship ensued, this is how i… I rescued you from the night, and…
A future obscured, by uncertain ho… The present measured, by the abil… Unbridled passion, to be reined an… The delegation of responsibility,… ‘Run for your life’, the latest po…
Hold not, to the heart, that may h… For the path you choose, may not b… Severed ties, and a thousand lies; Will never seem fit, behind broken… Of a goodbye kiss, you can always…
I, am a soldier of battle. I live, therefore, I train. Those that have come before me, mentors. My weapons; truth, compassion and faith. I was wounded. But now I am back with a vengean...
Sometimes poetry can be something other than words; (e.g. poetry in motion) Well, recently I had the privilege of encountering poetry personified. I attempted to obtain one of those fre...
Stoic are the eyes, as a city slow… Ignorant to the futility, even as… Though pangs of hunger, echo to th… No longer the prey, for now a hear… And with each new sun, risen by th…
I’m the one that believes, in the small of a woman’s back. I’m the one that believes, that you can speak, by turning your back. And I am the one that believes, you can cry without shedd...
Cries the morning, of a wretched n… Binds the living, to it’s urban pl… Feared the most, are sights unseen… Yet still we beg, for it to be a d… A waning sun, that once burned bri…
I may have fallen like rain, but… I may be as bright as day, but I… I have bruised my ego and broken m… I have feared the dark and hidden… All I know is that I know not.
Expect nothing, and you’ll never b… Everything else is a blessing...