Down in Flames

Fight fire with fire. See
the flames kiss the sky.
Watch the sparks fly.
Feel the temperature
rise as cold weather
dies. Think back to
a time when the clouds
cried. Feel the heat
rip like a baseball
hitting a catcher’s mitt.
Poison swirls inside
a dormant mind.
Love stays on
the brain as hate
goes down the drain.
When life knocks,
do not be afraid
to open the door.
When the heat rises,
try not to go down
in flames. Save your-
self. Ask for help
before you strike
matches that will
turn all into ashes.



Fade to Gray

Time continues to slip
through my gentle grip.
The clothes on my back
continue to get ripped.
My words get flipped.
Blue skies open wide
bringing those who hide
out into the holy light.
Blue skies seem to fade
to gray when the sun
goes away. I don’t mind
doing a little dance
under the thunder.
Days fade to gray
as rain drops drip
onto a vacant crypt.
All colors eventually
fade to gray. Evidently,
some shade is man-made.






Carried Away

Today, I got carried away.
Instead of work, I play.
Sometimes I forget to live
without stress. The older
I get, the shorter the days.
Today, I got carried away
from what I was doing.
Half the time, I don’t know
which direction to go.
The other half of the time,
I don’t know if I should
go outside or stay in
and hide. These long legs
carry me away. One point
to the next. Feeling blessed
in my chest, I hold my head
high. I look to the sky. I see
wings carry birds away.
I feel the wind chill my skin.
I can count on my days
getting carried away.
My mind might stray, yet
my body will stay. Blue
skies littered with birds
help me find the words
needed to carry me away.
I look ahead and know that
one day, blues fade to black.

Circle of Life

Like sharks in the water,
life circles the souls
floating helplessly in a sea
of pain and fear. Like a deer
frozen in the headlights, I stay
in place. I see another face,
in a hurry: one that’s blurry.
Before I could tell, days turned
into nights as lefts became
rights. Like kites in the air,
the wind pushes and pulls me
similar to a gust throwing up
some dust. To gain trust means
to believe in others and to take
a look underneath the covers.
Within this circle of life, I can
lose sight of the things I know
to be true or right. Life begins
just as quick as it can end. Life
is lived with death in mind;
yet, time seems to last longer
when I appreciate its free ride.




2nd Thoughts

Off with his head – wait. Forget what I said. I did
not mean to be mean. I’d be out of my mind
to take out someone else’s. I can’t seem to get
outside of my head. Wait. Did I take my meds?
I forgot what I said… Who can I trust when
everyone I know turns to dust? Time to shake
off the rust. With time rushed, I make amends
with the friends inside my head even though
some of them want me dead. At times, I see
colors of green turn red. Is this what Kanye
feels like when he doesn’t act right? Good thing
I don’t know what I don’t know. Yet, I do know
that it will be alright once I enter in battle
and ignite the light revealing a new life.