The Second Coming…

Turning and turning in the widening gyre   The falcon cannot hear the falconer;Things fall apart; the center cannot hold;Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere   The ceremony of innocence is drowned;The best lack all conviction, while the worst   Are full of passionate intensity. Surely some revelation is at hand;Surely the Second ComingContinue reading “The Second Coming…”

In Response To Virginia Woolf…

Her heart becomes malignant in hell it’s meant to punish Whistful wind of discontent a heartless soul will vanish Steeped within the bourgeoisie her fete was far from smart Belly laughs and bonhomie a second chance, a restart (An Ae Freislighe Style Poem or An Irish Quatrain) Quatrain stanzas (4-line stanzas) 7 syllables per lineContinue reading “In Response To Virginia Woolf…”

It feels like just another day…

I look at Mr. Purply our decorated purple Christmas tree I feel nothing It’s just another day It feels like a Friday off Whatever joy of the holiday I hope to feel It is just so passe Just another day Even with all the treats eaten and gifts wrapped All the music played It’s STILLContinue reading “It feels like just another day…”

In the words of Tupac Shakur…

Spoke the hard truth N ever Silenced. brilliant far from I gnorant Thug life G etting Him killed. Could never get a chance to reach life G oals Dancer, Rapper, Actor, Activist…say what you want the man A ccomplished N.I.G.G.A. As defined by Tupac Shakur flipping a negative on a positive…I personally think Tupac wasContinue reading “In the words of Tupac Shakur…”