It wears many masks.It speaks every tongue,It roams all the land,No one know where its from. Fear is the opposer.It plots and it plans.With cunning it moves,Onto enemy lands. It moves as a spy.It sneaks as a snake.It strikes in the dark,With piercing cold fangs. It watches and waits.It plots to dethrone.It aims for destruction,Destruction …
The darkness creeps,It crawls and lurks.The shadow spreads,Across the Earth. It lives in hearts,In minds, in thoughts.The darkness dreams,That all else rots. The darkness dines,It sits at tables.The shaking of hands,Empowers, and enables. But one candle alone,Can light a whole room.And a lone lifted voice,Can sing a new tune. In the darkness of night,Set your …
Once I was a skateboarder.With a push and a kick,I’d be rolling along.That was when we were kids. Once I was a skateboarder,Practice took my attention.Like a plant taking water,Growth became an obsession. Once I was a skateboarder,A marksman and an artist.The board was my easel,And landing my target. Once I was a skateboarder,A stunning …
Let’s get up. Let’s get going. Another day, Full of growing. Let’s get up.Lets get dancing. Every day, Is fantastic. Lets get up. Let’s get going Let’s clean up. Showers flowing Let’s get up.Let’s eat some food. Make sure our, Coffee’s brewed. Let’s get up.Check a mirror.Make sure my,Face is cheerful. Let’s get up. Let’s …
Love is beneath,All of creation.It sets stars in order, And coalesces nations. Love is the Source, Of all movement and motion. If we are the wave, Then Love is the Ocean. Love is the Mother, That births all there is. Love is the Parent, All things are Her kids. Love is the Father,That raises His …
Clouds crowd the skies. Frigid winds fill the air. Winter has arrived. I hope you’re prepared. Stay warm at all costs. Stay inside if you can.The skies filled with more snow, Than a beach is with sand. Freezing winds all alone, Are enough to remind, Mortals of their brief,Existence in time. Even more winter speaks. …
A pad full of paper, A pencil in hand,A mind for creating, These all go hand in hand. Lines shapes and curves, From a mind with intention. Images form and emerge,Throughout two dimensions. Put color to page,Color sets all in motion.Like the reds in a fire, Or the blues of the ocean. Art brings to …
Roots grip the ground.Branches bound for the sky. Grounded in dirt.Yet reaching up high. There is no denying,A seed must emerge.Before budding and growing,It dwells in the Earth. The Earth is its strength,Gathering life through its roots.A seed grows in form,Through the surface it shoots. Still no seed can climb,And fulfills it’s height. Without a …
Do you hear the sounds?The music playing? The notes of life,Uniquely arranging? The city speaks.It beats and moves.It sings it’s songs,Some rock, some blues. Some house, some rap,And country too.Each place you go,Hums it’s own tune. Each person too,Has their own beat.A note they play,A way they speak. What’s your voice like?How do you sing?Are …
I am sporadic,There’s no schedule with me.One moment you see me,Next, I’m nowhere to be seen. Fortune-tellers and mystics,Have a hard time deducing,Of the many paths before me,Which one I’ll be choosing. In the morning I rise,With an outline of the day.But plans can be altered,And outlines can be changed. The butterfly alone,Doesn’t dictate it’s …