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.
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…
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…
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’…
The petals of a Rose, may only la… But the memory of it’s scent, can… And that, is what makes you beauti… Forever.
As evening looms, louder than ligh… Ceding to the darkness, charging t… To enter this arena, need only be… Stature no matter, for time is the… Without a sound, it’s presence bec…
I know for sure, that God set my… ...Because every day, is right on…
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…
It is to the night, that we keep s… And yet the place, that holds our… With a furtive glance, we avoid th… Though we’d have better luck, stay… You did not want, what I had to g…
Understand, that it is not for us… But only obediance and humility, t… What would be the time, if not for… For thousands of years man afforde… All that you may have, rests light…
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.
It is through this window, that I… Yet it is my soul, that longs to b… A sudden burst of rain, and a soft… As my only friends, do I speak of… These words I send, but pictures…
Just a few feet away, where the pr… I watch in obscurity, from the ver… It’s not that they’re better, or a… But have faith in their faith, to… And try as I might, to adhere to…
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...
It is sometimes only in darkness,… Only then can we allow, what is tr… Broken trust, and fear to a fault; Though seemingly real, life grinds… Feigning strength, we may pretend…