Food For Thought

Food For Thought

I crave layer cake
a mind like a diamond
Rich like Couverture chocolate
A someone worth wasting my time

I crave Tournedos Rossini
a body like woven steel
Dripping in the fat of ecstasy
A someone who will stop my heart beating

I crave potato soup
a heart like a goose down comforter
Delicate with compassion and honesty
A someone whose loyalty I trust

I crave Tanyang Gongfu
A soul like an ocean wave
Old like the earth, but youthful as the wind
A someone who’s had words with God…

I crave layer cake.

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Dawdling in Haiku

Dawdling in Haiku

So much work to do
I wonder who’s on Facebook
Procrastination

“Procrastination is like masturbation, in the beginning it feels good, but in the end, you’re just f***ing yourself!”-Michael McCarthy

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Tides

Tides

Tonight, I dreamt the ocean was our backyard
And salted air flowed through our bodies, along side our blood.
In the beginning, we were as free as the tides

Climbing wet rocks, we would make up the tallest of tales,
Never expecting them to turn into lies for the numbing.
Always racing one another to the shore.
Last one there gets left behind.
You always let me win.

Wearing my faces
Wearing my places
Trying to be me
Never good enough to wear your own face.
You always let me win.

But the tides have shifted,
And you find yourself left only with you
As open and as free as the sea
With no one to race or leave behind, but yourself
So now who will you let win?

Tonight, I dreamt the ocean was our backyard
And salted air flowed through our bodies, along side our blood.
In the beginning, we were as free as the tides.

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Elopement From Eden

Elopement From Eden

I have no convictions to the trials I have created.
From the same well we have sprung.
From the same addiction we were bred.

We were as the Children of Eden,
Craving to be nourished from that which enlightens.
Needing only to open our eyes to become illuminated.
Fearing our own cull to take deaf ears on misleading words of concern, created by fatuous oligarchs.
We risked our ostracism… Our abandonment… Our non existence.

But these imaginary commandments, kept us in self flagellation.
Fearing damnation, we surrendered our desire to Know.
And in time, the oppressive regimes we venture to defeat,
Were nothing more than reflections from disfigured mirrors.
Each face appearing different, but the demon was always the same.

I take no pity on your personal trials.
For I have faced this jury, as well and walked this prison’s row.
I risked knowing the unknown and embraced my banishment,
And I can no longer close my eyes.
Once open, we can no longer go back to the ignorant darkness,
subscribing to regulated words drenched in deceit.

But fret not, Friend.
You have not been left in this drudgery alone.
For I am always close.
Just on the other side of Eden’s Walls
Hoping for the day you realize this blindness is self inflicted,
And all you need do is blink… And you will see me.

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