if you are in this half-asses
you’d better get packed-up
‘cause I am coming at y’a
with everything I’ve got
1.25.2022
Tag: Poetry
Spoon
spoon, oh legendary spoon,
come to me with inspiration soon
I’ll let you roar with mighty curves
so help me dig this cave to preserve
sparkling ideas into a paper
I’ll let you sing all nighter
1.25.2022
Photography
sometimes it betrays
your true inner age
sometimes it testifies
your true virtues you exemplify
sometimes it serves as a reminder
sometimes it helps your mind wander
a photograph is worth more than a book
a photograph is valued by the one who looks
1.24.2022
Dog park
it’s a Cold War in the middle of park
a dog playground filled with dogs’ barks
human owners awkwardly standing around
neither acknowledging nor neglecting; just frown
upon their iPhones and their dog leash
not to lose them nor to hurt them at least
spending time just like a scarecrow
there, but not there, if you know
what I mean.
1.23.2022
Rock
rock just stayed there
never cared for where
others have gathered
but just squatted there
rain showered, wind blew, dog pooped
grass grew, trashes were strewn,
sun rose to spoon, playing catch with moon
a couple swooned, together laid in tomb
soon, the rock understood
it was good to be in the hood
1.22.2022
One breath
all there is, perhaps, is only one breath
a breath that flows and ebbs till death
raising a tower of flames into dark night
gently breeze over pasture in golden sunset light
grateful for this humble journey
pious prayers for laid for destiny
1.21.2022
Numb
memories of joy are fading
only pain seems to resemble a feeling
I once believed in
ever so tightly to win
a gamble I knew little of
a sin I had been atoning for
… do not ask for forgiveness.
just repay with your actions.
1.20.2022
Clarity
when the words were spoken
glint of shining sun ray peered open
momentary blindness, I embraced
shaken, by its softness and grace,
I took a step out the door
soaking in the warm afternoon shore
though I may not see you in person
I know I will be with you in essence
1.19.2022
One last time
hopefully this will be heard
the last of a thousand words
I’ll utter to persuade her
and one that will matter
1.18.2022
Honor
blinded, though we may have been,
do we not admit
rumbling rush of our blood
rising sound of our heartbeat thud
as we answer to defend our honor
charging with full-metal armor?
what do you live for?
what does your heart beat for?
what are your principles for?
right now, live!
right here, fight!
right now, believe!
1.17.2022
Ralph with Coffee 
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