Category: Creative Writing

I Was A Nature Thirst Wild Child, He Fed Off Me

Every morning beyond this junction of water, in the wilderness, therein lies the crispy future. Do you mind getting my spider spectacles? For I am a structure sustained, supernatural being the way, a designated epi-field for my soul to trace.

Nobody’s Domain

I’m making a shift because I’m makeshift   “Nobody does that…”   I am Nobody   I’m pretty contagious, I just want to let it go Sometimes it’s best to be the black sheep Let your mind stray, let your spirit tweak

Celestial Discussion

Empathy calls to the conversation of talk   Like a twist leading me home   Genetically connected . . . My conversation talk is real, it manifests for its potential to heal   That cliffhanger you rejected has become the chief of many   Use to the wonder of things, man is oblivious   Your breath is a formation idea To each other’s…

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Tonight I Have 16 Hundred Thousand Friends

I can’t stop seeing angels They catch me when I fall   They come and I didn’t even call They must have known their brethren’s heart   This is what friends do   They surround you in an effervescent truth They’ve helped me, I’d say I’ve helped them too   A give and take of beauty, a divine duty A fruitful mission of a heavenly position   Tonight I have 16 hundred…

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King Is My Namedom

When did my spelling get so backwards? The essay I rewrote kinda captured… this side I’ve created as a collage to serve my vast verbs. I like masters that master. A grand geological mind map, a cast curve. Freedom speech. This is my soul speak. I’m astounded, utterly alert yet fully grounded. This is my…

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Formulation To Win

One day you’ll be gone and life’s cares and worries stray Build a foundation of youth for all to witness and play   Live out your fears, you only get 30,000 days if you’re lucky Believe me, I’m starting now watch out and trust me   To all the soul surfers high ridin’ the tides We’re the…

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Peter Pan Penitentiary

There’s a motif in my dreams No foul motive to my scheme I find my route in scenes An unending soul search A dictated mind verse A plethora of mad verbs This I call my spirit surge I’ve crossed over it seems

Breathe Silent & Forever Young

All my spirit friends I’m asking for your help to take me where I’ve never been we’ll make ends and all journeys shall be profitable the aspects of nature are the aspects of me thank you Creator for sending thee

Ember Awoken Me

Your dreams are not dead, perhaps they’re just sleeping… dead sea dreams still float abound… around the currents of debris, life’s deep vulgar sea… I see through this phantom of sleep, dark as day, noon as night… it beckons my name, goddess take flight, I know it’s late but you will be ok… stay a…

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