Beyond seasons

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April rainy showers came early

The sun always seemed absent

Yet, the grass and flowers grew

But a love I had, I let slip away


I stumbled throughout my days

Thinking only about November

All the fun in snowy mountains

I could still feel on my fingertips


Some seasons never seem to change

And some never seem to go away

But love is much more than a season

Once your heart moves into forever


I’ll secretly love that loss girl forever

And her real name was … November


Poet of the Light © 2021

Non causa pro causa

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Points of views; professional or layman’s 
Can be deceiving and further distorting 
WE are all fallible at any given moment  
Dreams can be as inebriating as cathartic  
To vividly live beyond one’s own boundaries
Even in an imaginary bubble of sleep like 
Offer us insight we’ve unconsciously impeded 
Can create motivation to pursue past obstacles
Serve as a focus point and real sense of direction 
Unless- the dreams are beyond one’s ability
Beyond any practical means of achieving
Remember, the snowflake effect is actually real
And can just as easily burry us under context 
Well then, dreams become the drunken issue
Where we start living life only in dreams 
And stop paying attention to real opportunities 
Only to struggle in the real world, as a failure
A version of yourself, you play for everyone else 
Compounding, conflating and disorienting- us
Dreams are beautiful when realistic and honest
Or- like some drug filled life of disappointments
A means of sabotaging ourselves because we adopt 
Rational and reasoning from others; ignoring ours
Only to consume life, foolishly wasting it away 
By crossing over bridges of resentment and jealousy
Right after we torch the very foundation of them 
Conveniently inventing our excuses well in advance 
So much effort, for crumbs of someone else leftovers 
That, they may never even had wanted to begin with 
Remember that life is filled with bad accomplices 
Insecurely offering us cursory encouragements  
We must be our greatest arbiters, in every moment 
Not suggesting we settle for less than: achievable 
But we must identify our own true limitations  
Merely stating reality deserves our full integrity
And as such, shouldn’t we deserve our full attention? 
Be it about our finances, health, or introspection
Break the mirror, dare to shatter those illusions 
And have an unconditional conversation within 
I find, our duty: being the best self … we’ll accept 

Poet of the Light © 2021 

Trails of trials

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Unabashedly tears would seep alone 
And take with each- dust of my soul 
Under dying stars, I have whispered to 
With steadfast prayers I've sent to you 
Trusting you’ve heard my horsed words
Treading inwardly to find the answers 
There’re times when my battered frame
Feels more like some indentured slave
Carrying my tattered heart and mind 
Throughout some peripatetic lifestyle
As I instinctively transient to and fro 
For loving rest in arms called … home 

Poet of the Light © 2021 


I know there were times I hurt you
With little things I said and done
Wandering in my immature actions
But it really wasn’t- my intensions
I was only playing, and having fun
Never realizing the hurt I was causing
Someone I claimed to forever love
A broken promise of words in the works
Oh, my deeds were running too deep
And fracturing all that I ever loved 
Making me a keen poet of your heartaches
I never saw- breaking into tiny crevasses
Failure to plan, is a simple plan that fails
And I failed you unknowingly from the get go 
But baby, baby I know there were times
When your hearts joy caused tears to run
Down your face toward your captivating smile
And you’d pull me close with a tight hug
Loving on me like a heavenly micro-storm
Oh baby! You were showing me your love
Making me feel like- I was your only sun
Wrapped up inside your hearts universe
Safe and content while being just plain dumb
Oh baby! How I miss those times now
More than anyone could ever understand
And most times in my nightly fantasies
I can hear your voice, softly whispering
My name in a way- that only you can 
And I wait evermore to feel your touch
Cry a little drop of your rain on me again
Light me up once more with your love
Like no one has ever done, before or since
Gasping I open my eyes cause I can’t breathe
Only to wake and discover, baby it was only me
Chasing after wisps of you in my memory
Realizing I’m beset in luminous of … poetic agony

Poet of the Light © 2021



 To live yourself, is to live truth  
 But truth isn’t always accepted
 Much the way dark dislike, light
 I blaze my own path in a silence 
 Perhaps- I’ve outgrown some  
 Of the past- darkness of my life
 Parts I know all too well and yet
 Some I wish I never learned at all
 Far too much beyond my choice 
 But growth can come at a price  
 Often I feel more like a foreigner
 Amongst those I once knew close
 Most of which, in my heart I love  
 Which seem not to know me, now
 So- I find myself in eager search  
 For what exactly, I’m most unsure
 But I’m sure that answers await me
 We’ll meet, in the light … someday
 Poet of the Light © 2020  

Truth doesn’t lie

The sun has broken another horizon  
 and the light doesn’t play favorites  
 I’ve been up all night, once again
 discerning just what is really best  
 I know I seem different somehow
 maybe because I’m wearing sadness

 And yes, that’s shadows in my eyes  
 that I just can’t seem to hide, anymore   
 It’s why it’s so hard to face you now
 that alone makes me, feel like crying  
 Words just seem so hard to find  
 in moments like this here- this time  
 But words will never change the time
 of doing what has to feel like is right  
 Me- being a storm of loves disaster  
 instead of your, welcome sunshine  
 Girl, I think we really always knew  
 somehow deep on our hearts mind
 And we were just playing along
 filling up empty time in our lives
 I think we’ve both learned hard  
 what love is, and this really isn’t it  
 Mending those pieces of ourselves
 as we slowing relearned, acceptance    
 But- I just have to save my heart  
 from making another broken mess
 Saying goodbye, always hurts  
 but I know, right now it’ll hurt less
 So- I leave you here alone today
 instead of waiting, any longer, girl  
 until you do it, in some… tomorrow
 Poet of the Light © 2020 


 She flowed like a river of grace
 Until that water turned to flames
 Reversing her course of direction  
 Spilling over on my appreciation  
 As the taste of her brackish kiss
 And its burn lingers on my dry lips
 Much like her caustic words still do  
 Here deep within my inflamed heart  
 Oh how bitter a love can become
 Changing sweetness into vinegar  
 Eclipsing a sun- with true darkness
 Replacing warmth with frigidness
 Blind love hides the true motivation
 Of a serpents intention… until bitten
 Poet of the Light © 2020  


 Midnight madness revolutions
 Dancing on sadness in a song  
 Swooping into transformation  
 Someplace I really don’t belong   
 I’m the teardrops you never saw
 I’m the future you let go- of
 I’m the results of my love for you
 I became what you couldn’t use  
 You’re a dream that disappeared  
 Off into some cosmic thin air  
 I really believed you were real
 Until I fell, from even myself  
 Tossing and turning every night  
 All I do to survive you is fight… life  
 Poet of the Light © 2020  


 I skipped out of church that Sunday  
 There was a drunken gray overcast
 The air was heavy and foul scented
 I climbed up on the concrete railing  
 Perching myself like some giant bird 
 Looking down at the deceptive water
 Waiting for fates sudden gusty breeze  
 To save my frail courage from failing
 But on that morning, it was windless
 Any other day would’ve been windy  
 My bad luck or was fate still toying,
 With my mind, my heart, my life?
 I remained seated watching, waiting
 For answers I couldn’t find elsewhere  
 Hours past, none came as I felt dull
 I stood and turned to get back down
 Feeling defeated even more when  
 My feet landed, a gust of wind came
 And removed my hat; it fell down
 Upon the same watery surface below
 In that moment all I could surmise  
 Was my hat was gifted mercy I wasn’t
 Strange thing to compare oneself to  
 An inanimate object such as a cap  
 Frustrated I quickly turned in disgust
 At myself, my thoughts and lost hat
 I slipped off the walkway curb and fell
 Into the street in front of a screeching
 Car that came to rest inched from me
 A panicked lady rushed out of the car
 To my side to offer triage or prayers
 Her eyes were filled with teared terror  
 Thinking the worst had just happened  
 She knelt down by me; a crowd formed
 Her hands were shaking, yet she was  
 Focused on only my personal well being
 My heart filled with embarrassing guilt
 As I tried to reassure her, I was just fine  
 In hopes everyone else would move on
 And relieve her of any self-indictment
 She helped me to my feet and offered  
 A ride, then she insisted I drive if I felt
 Up to the task, and I eagerly obliged  
 It was the least I could do for my victim
 Of my childish tactics lead by emotions  
 We hadn't gotten more than a few blocks  
 When I realized she had been drinking
 And was still crying and apologizing  
 I told her everything will be alright  
 But she still assert it was all her fault  
 She had been depressed about her life  
 And was on her way over the bridge  
 With the intention of drive off the  
 Quay in her car after drinking all  
 Night long to muster up the courage
 Her sobbing increased and begged  
 Me to forgiver her, I wept myself
 To the point I had to pull over and  
 Confess my own foolishness to her
 After out tears and shame subsided  
 We agreed to go for coffee and talk
 Four hours later I pulled up at my  
 Address where a young man had  
 Been sitting and holding my cap  
 In his hand, I was puzzled at first
 When he explained he found it by
 The riverbank stuck on a tree branch
 He retrieved it and looked inside to
 Notice my name and address was
 Inscribed inside on a tag sewn in
 Which read, if found return it to
 My name and address for a reward
 I had forgotten my mother sent that
 And as a joke sewn that inside due  
 To me always losing hats as a child  
 I gladly offer him a ten dollar reward
 He happily accepted and headed out
 Then he stopped and said the most  
 Peculiar thing to both of us smiling
 “You know, with a little more faith
 And trust in the lord, he wouldn’t have
 Needed to do things the hard way for  
 Just to make both of your lives- happy “
 Bewildered I tried to stop him but-  
 He simply ignored my shouted request
 We wed at the church seven months later
 And that same young man also appeared  
 Waving and smiling in the crowd only to  
 To disappear a mere few seconds later  
 We both turned to each other… and grinned     
 Poet of the Light © 2020  

Lost innocence

  I remember, when we were young
 In love and happy with each other
 When all we could afford was- love  
 But after so long, something happened
 Now all you want to own is everything  
 And we lost all we were, to each other
 Where’s that girl I fell in love with?  
 How did she disappear before my eyes?
 We grew up and outgrew ourselves  
 Oh how- I’ve wish again and again  
 We were still existing on that love  
 We cherished, when we were… kids  
 Poet of the Light © 2020