‘Ex-foliate My Soul’

You have to leave others out of ‘self’!

A sample from Book 12

 Ex‒foliate My Soul
 
I still hear the winds blow
I know, still, from and to
the direction it goes
I depend, too much
on human souls
‒directing my emotional role
 
these feet‒
so stuck in muddy ground
I've lost the feelings
of being found
trying to understand
hear...every sound
I've stumbled away
from which I'm bound
 
raise me up, oh Lord†
unclog‒
these maggot-filled holes
rub your sands deeply in‒
pull me out
as you wash away clean
the filth
of this infested bowl
help me again‒
feel fit and lean
where I once had strength
of a lion
‒the sanctuary
of a crystal clear stream
 
enlighten my heart, sweet Jesus†
relight this drive
I so carelessly left behind
enrich my soul
wash away the corrode
so me, in ease, I can stand
on my own two feet
understand words in my heart
having strength to sort
‒without falling apart
 
yes, Lord†, raise my tempo back up
so I can feel, once more
the unstoppable me
‒that pure individual feeling
of being free
without the need
of another's glee
 
I open me up‒
mind, body, soul
I'm, again, letting go
so...whichever the winds blow
matter is not needed
for I'll be free again‒
in the total of
letting go
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‘Frustrated Notions’

Don’t let anyone halt your dreams!

A sample from Book 11

 Frustrated Notions
 
the planes fly
just as they did when I died
‒came back alive
 
music still plays
on the radio
in the same way
as back in the day
when every piece of life
seemed to just go away
 
the sun shines
even in a different state
everything's find
except one‒
a meaning in define
the way...crossing that line
‒the other side
of the rhythm and rhyme
 
plagued in this frustrated notion
a little self-induced commotion
focus on you indication
‒away from all the ramifications
that sunk me in damnation
 
knowing from which it all comes
‒sometimes, stuck in dumb
waiting around‒
dropped bread crumbs
to build an inside beating strum
from some kind of outward drum
that never seems to come
 
this fucked up halt
‒encaged self-provided vault
has it all locked
a walled-up block
as time keeps ticking
on the clock
 
fight, fight, fight
 
it's all there in sight
just one more night
‒do what's right
minus the blight
 
winds still blow
waters still flow
as imagined thoughts flaunt
its desire to haunt
just playing its taunt
 
fight, fight, fight
 
climb that final mountain top
‒don't stop
as planes fly
as the sun shines
as winds blow
as waters flow
‒it's all God's† big show
to the other side
it's time for the ride
feel the second half of life
without any
frustrating tides
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‘Source’

Anxiety created from the fight against codependency!

A sample from Book 11

  Source
 
she waits‒
closes her eyes
breathes deep
‒her face tingles
her heart races
her palms sweat‒
a heat under her skin
rises...coming quick
 
shh...she repeats to herself
 
each sound
each speck of light

builds the burning

she fights
 
shh...again and again
 
don't do it...not again
she begs repeatedly
 
settle down, please
 
begging, begging

the exploding need

building, building
 
forcing her mouth closed
forcing her body steal
‒as tears stream down her face
 
begging, begging
 
can't you see...anyone
can't you see

I'm trying, trying...
my grip is slipping...

 
as she loses control‒
her mouth yells
or her tears fall
‒no matter who's around
down, down, down
she falls
 
back to a child‒
innocent, broken
just for a while
 
'til she regains
strengthens
to go
one more round
in life's paradigm
where between herself
and herself
she fights
 
hoping, hoping
 
the next time‒
she'll steady the line
‒that too often...
breaks her holding-together vine
 
Continue reading “‘Source’”

‘Disillusionment’

When politics blinds your truth!

A sample from Book 11

 Disillusionment  

she stood there shaking
what have I done‒
causing this imagined awakening
‒have I forsaken
forgive me, Lord†

ease this hating
 
in her silence
her heart opened
‒a simple token
what truly lived
in this here maiden
 
she watched them all
as the stones began to fall
‒to her knees
no longer...she felt tall
over and over
coming at her skin‒
little hard balls
 
then a sudden stall
stopped...silence
a mere moment
she recalled
 
the dust settled
her tightly closed eyes opened
upon her dress‒
tiny red splattered drops dribbled
her pain...tiny tickles
what...a blink before
it seemed a fable
 
her fear lifted
was this a gift
her sins shifting
to ultimate's forgiveness
‒this she did not know
but the sudden stop
she felt her heart unfold
 
cast your stone‒
if clean...your bones
 
she heard the voice
then the made choice
as all around
stone after stone
hit...not her
but the ground
 
silence remained
she still knelt‒
in blood stains
as shifting of feet
the sudden in retreat
 
silence...not daring
to lift her head
then a shadow overcame the red
a hand reached out
get up child
a mere whisper without shout
 
strength from Him† came
as her legs rose
her eyes did the same
 
His† light dried her tears
all became so clear
her heart felt clean
in His† eyes...she seen
truth's unending scene
her life redeemed
it wasn't a dream
‒pure and serene
forever...trust in Him†
she proclaimed
for the Lord†...by her side
remained
Continue reading “‘Disillusionment’”

‘Straight Curves’

Putting the past behind. Hoping to find a future.

A sample from Book 11

  Straight Curves
(Sweet Man)
 
do you love me
words from a man
minutes before
thinking to can
not wanting anymore
to understand
 
catching me off guard
in tracks...all stop fold
rescuing me from hard‒
that place
where lives cold
‒another puzzle's piece
put where it belongs
in this rebuilding heart
 
yes, with everything I have

honesty
from the start
even when denying
played its part
 
a softening catches us
all our past moments
put in a cup
stirred then drank
building up
to that silly thing
they call love
 
the beast in warrior
the fire in cracker
spilling their rage
‒a yell and shout
to let's talk it out‒
what communication's about
 
a curve
again made straight
‒playing our aces and eights
 
get the fuck out
no thanks...I'll stay
 
no, at all
meaning words in say
in eyes
no need to sway
that past wanting to break
in the real
out...lay
 
patient...I'll wait‒
no matter what others say
you're worth it every day
my heart's here to stay

 
one question
smoothing tension
God†...part of the equation
brings a heart to attention
 
each struggle faced
soft, gentle pace
haters

you won't find a trace
I'm† here

your Father's† embrace
those curves

I'll help straight
 
yes, a firecracker, a warrior
forgiving yesterday's sorrows
from no promises of tomorrow
to questions in borrow
 
do you love me
 
easy and free‒
the I of me
whatever comes what may‒
Yes, I'll stay
for he, too, said
he moves the same way
Continue reading “‘Straight Curves’”

‘My Turn, Your Turn’

You can’t take other people’s opinion of you seriously!

A sample from Book 9

 My Turn, Your Turn
(Sweet Man)

I'm not you
you're not me
in this
can we agree
 
there's pain‒
I've taken it
to gain
thinking‒
I'm insane
 
me...you blamed
called me names
‒your smeared campaign
left me in open terrain
running like a hurricane
‒remorse uncontained
returning
provoked disdain
batting back
in profane
my I...redirected blame
taking, absorbing‒
leaving me totally drained
 
‒all so, so in vain‒
 
in you...pain remains
‒I've not gained fame
just added pain
in me...a mixed-up pang
 
I'm not you
you're not me
in this
can we agree
 
without shame‒
from all other's pain
abstain
my I to reclaim‒
separated...strained
silencing the rein
my own thinking
regained
 
in God†
I acclaim
‒all that re-directed pain
forced anger
in defame‒
abolished...maimed
 
I've released the inflame‒
filling my own inane
understanding self-love's domain‒
to self first
be humane
 
I'm not you
you're not me
in this
can we agree
 
your pain
is your pain
 
no longer
in me
do I ingrain
what's not mine
to explain
 
I'll let you yell, complain‒
my I...constrained
these boundaries
can't be drained
 
have your say
me...you can't arraign
my I...in God's† grace
remains
 
I'm not you
you're not me
in this
there's no choice
but to agree
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‘360’

You have to re-examine the past first!

A sample from Book 9

 360
 
Lord†, You† took me
around
sound, bound, found
then back around
 
‒a 360
showing me what's wrong‒
all around me
 
I've seen plenty
I know in surety‒
it's not me
round and round
‒every degree
others can't see clarity
in self‒
running on empty
 
Lord†, I thank You†
I would have never
known‒
all this view
if it weren't for You†
taking me through
 
I pray
these words‒
I have to say
some call
silly riddles
‒but standing on principles
breaks hearts
after all
 
like the roundness
of balls
we surely fall
‒after the sudden
stall
 
the total...360
round, round
I openly see‒
after tears
I'm ready to be
what in me
You† see
 
Lord†, in Your† hands
I place me
this journey‒
back in trust
forward...I'm ready
for the thrust
Continue reading “‘360’”

‘Knowing is Living’

Don’t be afraid to follow your heart!

A sample from Book 7

 Knowing is Living
 
if you're stuck
at a place
know
there's reason
for your stay
 
the longer you wait
‒longer you'll suffocate
look deep in your face
beyond flesh and bone‒
beyond memories you chase
beyond hurt
you want to erase
beyond a past
that did not last
 
deeper you must go
for life
again
to flow
 
it's no one's race
but your own
 
when you're at
a constant steadfast
there's something
way down deep
you must surpass
something to grasp
‒learn
so a future
you can earn
 
stop complaining
living in emptiness
look at self
get off the damn shelf
you again
build
all else
seal
 
beyond face
look deeper
reveal your hidden secret
bloom
open your eyes
see
your new life is ready
waiting‒
‒a steady, slow pace
for you to take
nothing's at stake
but self
your inside wealth
listen...hear
for you've already earned
what in your heart
burns
your fruits‒
it's all up to you
Continue reading “‘Knowing is Living’”

‘Spaces of Real’

That place where you are no longer hurting!

A sample from Book 7

 Spaces of Real
 
where do you fit in
when you're searching
for truth
–all seems a flute
 
when you're pushing–
revealing all you do
just to get through
 
when you talk to God†
–each day
just getting by
wondering
how
this day
you survived
 
knowing
because of someone else
tears you try
not to cry
 
over anger
you become
a hardened manager
wondering
what it is
that's
lost inside of you
 
yes, where do you fit in
–this society of fake
lost in its self-absorbed wake
 
when men are weak
constantly
searching
something always better
they seek
 
hanging you out to dry
without reasons of why
 
leaving you
constantly
searching
for spaces of real
where there's no reason
to conceal
what's truly hiding
deep inside
Continue reading “‘Spaces of Real’”

”Read Books”

Don’t Let Suicide Take You!

A sample from Book 7

 Read Books
(for Samantha)
 
read books
she says to me
write your story
she pleads
 
I see her sincerity‒
her begging
 
please don’t go away from me....
please don’t let hate win

 
I feel the hurt in her
‒so deep
when my words spill
I don’t want to be here
 
she’s exhausted
her please
 
please don’t let
suicide take you from me

 
so I fight
I stay
in this lonely world
created
just for me
 
for her
her sad pleas
how can I die
leave her
not free
 
so I must
read books
lose myself
in false looks
try to forget
this evil hook
and all he took
 
for her I’ll stay
make it through
another day
me and memories
of love I believed
of love which deceived
 
I struggle for her
try to hide this hurt
so her eyes
don’t cry
death...I push away
one more day
for her to say
 
mom, I love you
please stay
Continue reading “”Read Books””
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