Back In Black ( sorry~NO PHOTOGRAPHY)

Hold me down little Mama, don’t you let me up free.

Hold me down little Mama, don’t you let me up free.

‘Cause I got me a hatin’. Got a mean ol’ hatin’ on me.

Hold me down little Mam…

she wore brooding silence
shabby clothes
painted her nails black
wearing bright red lipstick
"many kids have fallen victim to the sudden bomb attack",
she screamed blue murder.

isn’t it imperfection?
partial blindness

At that moment as we all gathered in this ceremony of tribute and honor before Father Death it was as if there were one spirit behind those multitude of eyes.

perish the thought
violated a taboo
advice fell on deaf ears
forbidden fruit knocked the socks off
so far I refused to nail my colours to the mast

Irate lizard
shook it’s head feebly
the mercury’s skin
crawling with fleas
tail wagging the dog
breach of faith
an old day wore the clothes that hid a multitude of sins
pleaded guilty!

any suggestions

the father the son and the holy ghost
have always stood near and will guide
guide us the most
cast out your sins and
seek a fresh start

Do you ever really look at the homeless face that begs you for money? Never look down on a person just because he/she is homeless. Help them instead in any way you can.

Helping and encouraging your love to go through trails and tribulations.

There is a voice calling to me,
I feel its’ time to die. . . .

Experiencing the loss of a family member.

I pick up the pencil,
My hand trembles
Breathing deep
Shaky line
Erase
Point breaks
Sharpen

Deep breath
Shake my hand out
Stretch my fingers
CLICK MY KNUCKLES

Stare at the image…

Sweating and shivering, I woke from my dream
Monsters hiding under my bed
Goblins and ghouls were staring at me
but was it all in my head?

Let me soar high above the sky,
Like a bird up high,
Let me feel the wind brush across my cheek,
As I travel above the sea,
Let me fly.

Let me go beyond the heights of every man,
Feed u…

please note this is only for BLACK AND WHITE PEN AND INK WORK only

Poetry.
Words of fire and desire.
Mastery. Flattery.
Expressions vibrating across the page,
Rolling off the tongue,
To fascinate. Create.

Your words of dance.

As you read to me, …

The dark secret is kept
leaves a void in the soul
eats away All innocence