Tag Archives: Urban Sonnets

Before things mattered, down winding backstreetsI walked, and walked, and I lost and then foundthe open way to blossoms white and sweet,inviting the air to their creamy sound:And I walked along walls and crossed bridges and sang about freedom and … Continue reading →

Acceptance of everything, anything.Anything goes in this world. Acceptanceof this fact is the purest life; Giving and accepting, living through acceptance:From this grows understanding, true peace,divine wisdom springs forth as fresh knowledgethat… Continue reading →

There’s venom in the straw; don’t blow it outinto the sleeping man’s nose; he will sneeze,and it will shoot into your mouth, no doubtin response to your inadequacies:Seriously, to plot and scheme ain’t cool, and the truth of the heart always sputt… Continue reading →

There’s a temptation inside of your heart,and a fragrance on the tip of your tonguethat smells rather musky; my ears do smartas you speak in flowers already sung:There’s no mettle in your purplish petals, though the vase that contains you is grace… Continue reading →

The ice is melting, but the chill remainsdue to a lack of vestments on the frameof a sullen man, torso swathed in chains,olive skin and brown eyes with singular aim:Walking past him last evening was a true trip, and he looked up to acknowledge you… Continue reading →

In the forest of failure, I burned a bushand it spoke to me with ardent words:”Move forward with grace, but don’t ever forgetthe abuses that broke your cords:We are here with a purpose; yours is to see the hidden agendas that wipe out hopein those… Continue reading →

Material eyes, material eyes,see fluent seas through material eyes;takes a paid vacation to realize that material eyes always disguise:See the hills there so green, the blue and whitesplashed across the line, away from my touch;I shut my eyelids t… Continue reading →

New beginnings are found when least welcome,after tragic loss, or when the truth diesunder humid sheets (at least under some),or when the plane leaves earth for the dark skies:I’ve landed, I’m settled. I’m strong and free from weak linkage, from w… Continue reading →

I don’t know what to say, but it’ll flowand vibrate and shatter the cold air herewith the songs of spirit, the love belowand above and around; the truth is near:It approaches, every time I see hope or trust, or thanks, in the eyes of those I’vetou… Continue reading →

We commune with spirits when the lights getloose enough to just reach out and kiss one!Think about it: loose lights, sparkling ciderin glasses with neon stems; freonhems the hemlock hairdos that sisters wore since Sherman Hemsley moved on out to s… Continue reading →