Premonitory Funk

Chasing dreams catching nightmares Trapped in the curse of good intent Ignoring the cautionary tales Welcoming the suspense Voices Voices Voices in my head shoving the blame in every direction you knew! No, you knew! We knew! We had protection Our peace our craft our spirituality our vision… All exposed and tainted because of one…

Four Little Words

It’s Tuesday night, and I could probably think of a million other things that I should be doing right now, but I’ve placed my life on pause for a good reason this time – she’s worth it, but what about my dreams? No, no it doesn’t matter; my talent won’t vanish. I wonder does she…

Vigorous Flame

  From dust we become, to dust we return on this vicious cycle of love Will I forever be burned? Can I, infact call it love when love itself has no aim for destruction? Fear resides behind the very idea of this spontaneous combustion Then again, I ask What is love without it’s soaring, vigorous…

Coffee Beans

What is it about the smell of fresh coffee beans, the sound of tiny stirring spoons hitting porcelain mugs ever so subtlety, and the muffled murmurs of universal conversation that get the senses aroused? I looked outside the window of my favorite coffee shop upon the congested street and shuttered at the thought of reality…

1,000 Words A Day

One thousand words a day, equals seven thousand words a week, equals twenty-eight thousand or more words a month. That sounds like a lot, especially when you’re trying to reach 75,000 words for a project. However, this morning for example, I reached 888 words before 8 AM, and yesterday I reached a word count of…