Tangible grace like yours must have been created in a maze
I’ll admit I truly am amazed
that despite all of the waves, mischievious thoughts and insidious ways
We’ve survived unscathed
Never mind the bullshit…they’re gonna talk anyway…that’s why we’ve bathed
Riches illume of self-knowledge and health without any doubt I’m paid…
One tends to notice when you begin to lose focus
Considering sleep lost over that you can’t change and a bed less made
Wolves cashing in on sheep, just know the wool’s been frayed
Instead of peddling along hopeless
Take time to realize its in your control just know what hope is
Any bliss that I intend to revive from the past that time has passed by
will be my own Life breathed into well wishes, her kisses, + harmonic ambitions that I refuse to let DIE…
Tag Archives: Caribbean
T Minus Takeoff…Is the Sky Around?
Closed on Sundays…
A Glimpse Into Paradise
“Rendezvous”…pt. 1
When we reunited our hearts bound with passionate grasps beyond division,
with the least bit reluctance and the utmost precision.
It’s you and every single drop of your lust drowning in my heart,
We can take this beyond any other because when we rekindle it will start.
The hunger for your temple has been aching my soul and clenching my mind all in the same,
I can no longer cope with this pressure nor let us torment one another with this game.
COme with me tonight without a worry on your mind,
Care in your heart, apparel overlying your spine, motion with your body language, I’m carefully observing all of your signs.
Our bodies are whispering releasing the tensions of the week
As rose petals & champagne dazzle the sanction, strawberries and whipped cream perched aside to make it sweet…
Three Little Birds…
We’ll Always Be Brothers
Am I not the keeper of my brother?
I learned to read from obituaries
I understand that I need not worry but for so many others… I’m concerned..
Soaking in the flames lost in a darkness we steal from ourselves here and then
Tears frozen in this cold world from the chains of hypocrisy again.
who said a king at heart could never show pain
From the depths of his soul
I feel a slight quiver from hearts of the same
A world of villains thrive while the heroes are gone… who can you blame?
although my divine attributes do sometimes tend to fail
the life I know saw passed these atrocities
while others minds still seem to be staled.
Not that I’m complaining or grown frail
there is just so much you could not guess
and if I’m not a keeper of my brother
the ideas of servitude have all gone a mess.
From dog tags lost to those fallen by the hands of another…
We’ve clearly lost focus with no attempts to get it better.
Through the storm we are still brothers.
Birthed by different but of the same Mother…Earth.
When did we stop being brothers?
I thought I could count on you and from me you can feel the same.
Instead we’re playing games…lost hugs and misdirected our love.
For what?
It All Happened On The Beaches of Hot Sands…pt.2
Anxiously given,
Each moment in lust subsided with our presence
Maybe it was her essence combined with the obsession.
Tickled in the rhythm of our fancies amidst ocean weather
Tequila and Red Stripes curious where I retrieved that feather.
Sweet kisses to your neck chased by my tongue with the sediments
Between those thighs it felt so evident.
Pheromones in the wind reminded me this was not just another game
I knew where mine was but did her heart feel the same?
Pulsating in the sand…it never did strike that maybe she had a man.
But here I am, with her…it all begin with a gesture at that
A little verbal greeting not even very much eye contact
Well maybe a split second or two
They always said they were the windows to the soul
This far I didn’t expect to go.
Traveling parallel to the stars similar to the birds singing in affinity.
Twilight in our minds from the airport she had remembered me.
On a highway of love next to a backroad by the shores of ecstasy.
Oooh yes, the mood is setting deeper under a cherry moon
Who knew it would come like this so soon…
It All Happened On the Beaches of Hot Sands
Seductively driven,
I waited patiently those moments of time preciously given
the sea played notes & scales…. ending only at g
pig latin in between satin sheets we translated… just you and me
Maybe the sign language and braille led me to your spot
What more could have been shared…there were no words
Minus a few consonants, no other nouns or verbs
Notice we’ve gotten warmer
it’s more than a breeze as our souls render it much too hot
The physical in tact
dopamine unshackled whispering this could never be over
your eyes never lie there’s nothing left to hold back
conducive to my heart making this love seem sober…
NICETIES
Aqua dreams run free
as blue skies choose to come near
still beacons shine bright
A Stern Splice
Loose lips have often sunk ships
from the shores of my observatory
While some wait frantic manifesting their own frustration & worry
Well whats to come of small boats
Solitude and faith have always seemed to keep them afloat
Bearing away from the apparent while steering closer to greatness
Furled away with the rest of those burdens taking note
A captain of my own..what have these galleys steamed today
For fate is only a figment of a Catamaran that’s been cast away.
Bonded in Solace
The depths of the soul
coasts freely as life wants more
fly high or rest low?
Substance…
Anomalies play in the sand while mists of rays graze the skies
Even if eyes never lie what do you see from here?
Metaphorically speaking it’s the very sentiments of life that I am seeking
A new strategy to overcome the catastrophes
Gliding in smiles as the brisk cool current casts us away.
The flow…yes the flow is all that we need
Fluidity in harmony where beaches recede…H2O
The GateKeeper…
My submission to Sonel’s Corner B&W Challenge. This week’s theme is nature. Hope you all enjoy!
One of my favorite pics converted. 14ft. Crocodile @ Black River, Jamaica.
It Escapes Me…
Shadows stretch past light
as Dream escapes seem alright
amidst an aqua night.
Sun Gazing
Show me the way to be a better man to you,
I know I’m useful but may not be quite what you’re used to
Mold me as I mold you, don’t scold me because I would never scold you
I mean, when you speak I listen,
Although my thoughts you keep dismissing
I’ve tried to make you understand I’m not perfect
But know that you have my undivided…attention
Not to mention…your semblance places me in another dimension
And it doesn’t even compare to your intellect & grace
When I look into your face…. I see my Earth Tone Queen
I mean, I see a star…
I see a flower…beautifully blossomed
And yet so solemn, without a caretaker to render
The proper nurturing…I am
Don’t deny me, help me to refine thee….
Fertilize my soul, together as we grow old
I see you as the fruit sowed while I am groomed,
To be a better provider
Its more than just a seed planted
and sowed, more like living in the Now
I see the reason I have always appreciated your smile.
Evening sunset in Negril
Still going…
…almost gone
Chasing Nature’s Charm…
YS Falls, SOuth Coast Jamaica. Taken with my Nikon D3000
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