Tomorrow is another day indeed;Perhaps it will provide me what I need.            I ask for little other than            A day of peace and rest,            And not more chaos, lack of plan,            Or yet another test.To yet another day lost, I concede.                                                                               |           |                                                                              Written while listening to Zero 7’s Simple Things (2001).

The poets and the scholars allGive pause when rain begins to fall.For when the water and the windBegin the stillness to rescind,The bedlam of the rising stormBrings chaos.  Terror starts to form,And motivates a swift-sworn oath,By poets and by scholars both.                                                                               |           |                                                                              Written while listening to Flëur’s Prikosnovenie (2002), uploaded to […]

Sometimes we ask for things we needWhen really, it’s our pride and greedDemanding we forever feedTheir endless appetites.But when we stop and think aboutThe quiet voice beneath the shoutFrom which true hope and faith may sprout,We soar to greater heights.                                                                               |           |                                                                              Written while listening to Dark Winter Music & Gothic Music […]

The chaos that goes on insideA hero’s fractured mindCan leave a person bleary-eyedUntil his soul goes blind.But out of chaos often comesA strength not known before.He rises, before he succumbsTo challenges of yore.                                                                               |           |                                                                              Written while listening to Arabian Music – Meditation in Desert (Part 3) (2021), uploaded to YouTube by […]

Tonight, in actuality,I had a great epiphany.I’ve found the answer; now I seeA secret revelation.I learned of knowledge not yet known,A glimpse of mysteries unshown.But truth without context is proneTo infinite frustration.                                                                               |           |                                                                              Written while listening to Enigma’s MCMXC a.D. (2008).

Embellished poetry is often swell,While shorter rhythmic forms are nice as well.           But now the hour is growing late,            And hazy grows my head.            A simple ditty is my fate;            A quickie, before bed.Too soon I fear I’ll hear the morning bell…                                                                               |           |                                                                              Written while listening to Enslaved’s Vertebrae (2008).

The hero that we find withinImpresses us, to our chagrin.We wish that we could just beginTo live this other role.But others know what we do not,And see the virtue that we sought.We need our friends, and what they taughtTo see inside our soul.                                                                               |           |                                                                              Written while listening to Sixpence None the […]

Please borrow one of my nine lives            (I’d hate to see you go).Eight times, my back has taken knives            (And I deserved each blow).But I would give them all again            (I’d relish in the flow),If you would stay in my demesne            (And second chance bestow).                                                                               |           |                                                                              Written while listening to Sephira […]

Our simple prayers for the Earth—From young and old, from death to birth—May not appear to have much worth,But they will pave the wayFor future children not yet knownTo offer prayers of their own.We should believe these things we’re shown,And celebrate Earth Day.                                                                               |           |                                                                              Written while listening to Istanbul Dreams (2017), […]

To borrow words, I forgive you,But still, I won’t forget your name.In spite of all the things you do,It seems that I’m the one they blame.But that’s alright.  They may forgetThat I was once a solo act.But it’s your name in this duetThat from all peace and trust detract.                                                                               |           |                                                                              Written […]