Bona fide

I’m not looking to complain
But life has been a ballbuster
With impeccable bad timing
Most of the time, for my life

Some of the best parts of me
I haven’t seen, in a decade
But that don’t mean anything
If it's really me- that matters

Can’t promise what it is I can’t
Deliver, so don’t bother asking
But you’re welcome to take me
As I am, with every broken part

My heart needs that special place
Where I can live love...effortlessly

Poet of the Light © 2020


I’d be but only a commoner  
What could I dare believe to
Offer a dream appearing like
A God gifted mirage to be seen
All I own is my marred heart?
Like twilight, you’re unique
Ever-changing yet unyielding
Gracefully moving in silence
Whilst speaking in glimmer
Your sheer veil drape apparel
Keeps your true beauty beneath
Protected as well as preserved
In a tempered honest whisper
Yet back dropped by darkness
Of scarred magical allure that
Beckons to my most inner soul’s
Madness: unquenched...hunger

Poet of the Light © 2020


You’d think I’d know better
Than cast all caution to the wind
Truth is I do, if this is now
Now exists for all unproven fools 
Some things are just inevitable
How fashionable you’re becoming
Even when I lay down to sleep
I can almost feel your silence
I can almost feel you breathe
Time keeps slipping away
From those nervous hands
Hey! speaking of hands
I wish I knew how yours felt
Especially nestled inside of mine
For now, I’ll just dream me an answer
That brings me a smile and serenity
Something inside me is restless
Can’t quite put my finger on it
But I know, I would if I could reach
My mind covers so many miles between
Makes me wish I was just a thought
I would’ve already been gone
Dancing the moonlight away
Inside your welcoming arms
Tangled in your kisses and whispers
My wished for reality, unspoken
Hidden deep inside as...your dream

Poet of the Light © 2020

Bird of paradise

Its kinda hard to explain now
When you saw me in the light
I was just breaking through
From a fresh morning dew
Out of the surface of darkness
For my- one- millionth- time
Embarrassing to say out loud
This is how some cycles happen
Be it a flower or human touch
When you’re unwanted, you wilt
I’d fall into the death of doubts
Where I’m covered in rejections
Until a new season comes forth
And I thirst to be held by love
Residing here in this lost garden
With my courage again I become
Just as you found me...a sprout

Poet of the Light © 2020


A chill troubles my gaze
A moon seemingly absent
As twilight remains quiet
I’m somewhat compelled
To glance out my window
As if expecting someone
Hearing intermediate drops
As they pitter-patter about
Quite aware you’re asleep
Where all castles are pink
Another time, another place
Yet, fully present in mine
I stop to think- to myself
How much fuller life seems
Since you’ve become present
And like odd lazy afternoons
I take fine pleasure dreaming
We’ll share a few of them...too.

Poet of the Light ©  2020

Natural selection

Photo by Cole Keister on
I’m trying to hold on
But these winds are so strong
I hope you can protect me
They say it's all an illusion
But they’re not listening
I’m falling
Oh no-
Cynical reactions
Never could save anyone
I’m at mercy of the breeze
Help me
It looks frightening
This giant mirror below
On this water, I’m alone
Current situations bleak
My life tree lost me
I’m floating too fast
I’m soaked
Rolling beneath the surface
Ripples are now churning
I can’t hear myself think
It's almost over
One final plunge
The underworld is ugly

Poet of the Light © 2020

Indelible impediment

From afar they just watch
My foolishness in motion
Come to life: entertainment

By my misunderstandment
I abhor unseen glass walls
I should’ve felt intrinsically
Disappearances are deflating

Those of us who still carry
Our riddled scarred hearts
Drowning in dark questions
Who is really to blame here?
From who must forgiveness
Be sought and or granted to?
Remaining a susceptible lover

No matter what say it our age
Love can be an alluring gem
That will defy all probability
When our desire lead us astray
Behind auspicious illusions
Promises, not to do us harm
To misrepresent loves feelings
But our childish hearts chase
After those folklore characters
Only to discover your reality
Has been misplaced by words
Dreams wouldn’t ever believe
Cupid has sold me for penny’s
How long before the bell tolls?

You’re in a spellbinding twirl
Unable to grasp your own world
Misused trust merely their prop
On that preverbal pad of paper
You’ve become their… caricature

Poet of the Light © 2020


My heart passively beset
Within this bubbled island
Laced with pitfall puddles
Chasing some butterfly truths
Holding a handful of dreams
Only the moon and I dare see
When the clouds are...vacant

Poet of the Light © 2020