The Darkside

Who you are.

Thank you for the storm inside of me

Thoughts of a hiker of the steep hills of life

I've seen the shipwreck down the alley of sea I've noticed the material of metal and grime rocking about the sea

In another life I'll be the eclipse

The title says it all folks!

My eyes ought to see a world of peace, yet shattered to shards of war

What is this ? What is everything ? An illusion ? If so look at it this way . .

Just some shit in my mind of chaos

The odyssey ( Not Homers nor is it William wordsworth's dance of the daffodils)

The end is near, my fear grew till forest fires. But I will survive even thought the rest don't want to

I've painted sunflowers in my empty eyes when the seeds of spring in my the aging sprout

Let's say in third view of ourselves

A poem inspired by William Ernest Henry's Invictus

I'll just ya'll read it

Some syllables say unknown Some say the light of frenzied wind

I bang the rounded metal knocker against the door in inadvertent raucousness. Its a small cottage--hut really. Smooth walls made of straw and logs leaning slightly to the east, the ocean to my side is...

The girl who gazed at the heavenly stars but born of hellfire