Poems

Working Class
In the forge and factory, with strong hands, the worker toils, day after day, without...

look there in the grate where all our ashes lay strewn ..
like physalis leaves dried, the...

In marble halls, high and lofty, resides the elite, surrounded by power. Nobility and wealth, a hereditary...

A wanderer I,
in solitude,
with steps both firm and sure,

A cloud upon the horizon,...

Eyes so tired

eyes so tired

of seeing the same waste

...

Whispered I, with curious ear,
Of a swallow, with winter near,
"Will you stay, or disappear...

What beauty lies in depths of coal
What fantastic fire, scorches my soul

Such brilliant...

In shadows cast by ancient lore, Where whispers of the heart implore, The gods of pain and sorrow tread, In...

Something so beautiful
Dancing in mid-air

Wings so lovely, delicate

Fluttering...

Slimy sycophants
seeking absolution
for their monstrous creation
flock to the...

She's in heaven now where only beauty they allow,
with the angels, wonder if I can get there somehow...

Punctuation saves lives, they say,
With a comma, we keep dismay at bay.
"Let's eat, Grandma...

Gonna preach what is true
cause I know better than you..

Certainty is my exclusive province...

Happy Memorial Day...

To give honor to the ones and their families for such a sacrifice as giving...

He sits, quietly and openly,
His fingers entwined
As if he wants to guard all which is good...

He stands in the fierce rain,
In defiance.
His burning eyes pierce through the...

In the twilight of years,
Where time's footsteps echo in a slow, steady cadence,
Memories...