Once you realize this is your time, your moment, and your opportunity to grasp a foothold to your dreams, what is there left to do! you must gather up every ounce of perseverance and determination, having them at the ready, when you set yourself to….



Searching for Peace Eternal

I scribe in my heart journal burnable is the fuel to ignite the desire


Burns higher

I can smell the fumes of success the beauty of blessed

no-longer a guest in my own dreams

it seems

this work has developed a blazing story of discovered glory

this fury

fired ambitions towards the stars




“no matter HOW FAR-“

“I will NOT become..,”

“The Tragedy of a Shooting Star….!”

I just had to express my appreciation for the one who found a broken lost soul and called him Son… This is…



You found me…,

Lying in my own vomit-


I palmed it,

the woefulness…,

I sunk deeper into this muddy, bloody, darkness;

I often asked myself , “how can I depart from this?”

slower and slower I sunk into the arms of a venom spewing seductress

trying to cut wrist hoping to end

finally seeing the light beyond this abyss where your heart sits

reaching for my tattered, battered splattered so fractured how could it be returned from scattered,


A love so beautiful-

it tore through all Sorrow my Fears of being alone, apart from throne,


were the doubts of what true Love is about now!

The reality of this beauty has found me broken-

yet you still….

call me…


During the journey through life, Regret( a feeling of sadness, repentance, or disappointment over something that has happened or been done.), though a necessary emotion, can become a type of mental prison; only those bowled enough to venture into the Mirror will find the key to living life free from the struggle of this temporary passenger becoming a permanent resident. This is…

What are you looking at…!


Why are they staring at me glaring with ridicule in their eye’s like they despise what I am depressing me into a mind state of mistakes.

Deep breathes taken, inner piece shaken, shaking the sands of confidence because of this-


Intensely inspecting the hidden depths of my insecurities,

“Will the jury please Rise!”.

I see the judgement in their eye’s peering through my mask of turmoil and shame,

“WHO else is there to Blame…!”

They say as they stare.


I scream back, feeling the effects of this dream realizing


are the decisions that brought the unwanted pain spilling poison, blame, and guilt leaving the residue of,

“why didn’t I just _____…!”

I think again when I stare at my accuser’s realizing the lessons They provided took me on a journey of discovery



Turning the key to release the damaged reflection of He who dared to glare into his own soul to judge a raging fire

grown cold.

On a quest to feverishly fan to flame the Passions of old–

I find…


I still flow free-writing a soulful voice is heard in the sound of key’s unlocking an inner treasure chest- I love this…

Salvation’s Race


I can’t lose this race

My victory is written upon the tablets of time each line aligns my



Striking the ground

With the fierceness of desire

Lightning fire

Rages beyond gates and cages climbing into the arms of the rest of my eternity

Eternal seeds planted in time-

I’ll shine among them

Bright as the lights that paint the darkness of night

Regaining innocence lost to Black-Hole’s


and the Abyss 

Moonlight nurturing captured pain until freedom is gained by the rising of the Son

Coming to guide the lost out of innocence

Tossed away…

Taken before Dreams could pray

Suddenly whisked away to the land where our victories lay

Waiting for their Master’s return….

Popped my ear phones on set my Iheart to my Goapele Station and chased my Muse. Captured in the moment of pure honesty my heart beats the tempo of life. This is…



Fire breeds heat in the heat of passion

I imagine star laced wings expanding beyond reasons reach

I reach

Mega peaks and swim through waters thick with the darkness of the unknown

I’m no-longer prone to walk away from this site blazing devouring

Midnight terrors

Transforming them into dreams dripping


Behind the eye’s

Behind the flames of The Dreamers’ soul….

RESTLESS- Unable to rest or relax as a result of anxiety or boredom. Offering no physical or emotional rest; involving constant activity or motion. This a…




Dreams haunt my mind-set on goals beyond popularity polls

I suppose.., 

I must be uninterested in spending my Time-Account on the pursuit of doubt.

It’s about 


For my restless dreams to be unchained into melody,

Forming a rhythmic master Piece;

Mathematically proven to be the fruit of Miracles’ reach.

Restless dreams scream,


 Dreams once restless emerge from captivity


For the World…

Listening to Jill Scott’s soothing voice pour out of my speakers I receive pictures of Sun-ups which greet my eye’s glaring at the promise of Today…. This is…



“Good Morning Sunshine!” 

I see you peaking through my blinds-

Hinting at me to get up!

I’m greeted by the sweetest vision of silk lined clouds parting to reveal a satin blanket of gold and crystal…

I’ve entered the immortality of Imagination.

I take my seat at a table made from the finest collection of Emeralds and Rubies.

In the midst of royalty I sit taking sip’s of Morning Dew from Pearl cups.

A rejuvenating spring spills from the Fountain of The New tucked beyond a Sapphire corridor.

 I walk through the Forest of Innovation where youthful visions rise out of its fertile soil.  


“It’s time to pick the fruit of My patience…!” 

I reach for the door of potential,

I clinch it’s warm reality,


Open the portal to My destiny…. 

A place where poetry has it's own expression


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