The bass crashes the surf has begun
creeping up the shoreline
splashing as we run
humbling, in the eyes of Creator
people fall in & out of love.
Hungry for new experiences
take the next hand and shine
Love is a revolution if you just trust and dance. -CRG
TY for the dedication
Blessed rotation comes again
a new time for memories created
an anniversary of this gifted love blue eyed & fair of skin
heart so big guaranteed a win.
Wishing many blessings this new chance to begin
Happiest of Birthdays to u my friend.
Much Love to you Samantha.
She feared the darkness yet it was deeply inside
harbored like a small vessel running from the tide
it had been so long since she stored the hurt
sometimes it would ride her emotions like clouds in the sky
tossing her about as if she was a fish in a hurricane
leaving her empty and drained.
Trying to find love and leave the pain behind
a perspective so jumbled
not sure where to begin
this conclusion of loss
torments my mind
a silhouette of who I once was
stuck on rewind.
They call if Rubins Vase
but no flowers do fill
when I am stuck in black and white
I am stuck in hell. -Ad (CRG)
Handed me a blank page
Eyes flashing a brilliant blue
she thought I knew what to do
honor her say pretty things to
she wanted to be my muse
Used to love her as a best friend
thought we’d be together until the end
Suddenly the sky lightened & I knew the truth
I could see through her lies
her love was fake & her desires denied
To age is to be a work of art
each line & wrinkle a story
caught in skin folds
remembered births and dried placentas.
Busted knees and kisses on booboos
weddings and funerals
remembering things ain’t what we used to
A new era posted on social media
no more Sunday dinners
full of laughter, now it’s emojis
can barely see in the…[Read more]
Poetry can be fiction or non fiction
poetry is to give life to your inner most desires
your fears and your fire, it is the observation of the world around us
it is literary intercourse. Poetry is the thoughts that flow free
poetry is the life around all of us coming into being. -Ad (CRG)
Seeking refuge from a tyrannical monarchy
loaded the ship and traveled the sea
Sailors adventure across the water
fear of a flattened planet
the drama to fall off it
Must keep the mast repaired
for when they land
greeting the Natives a drama ensnares.
A quick hypocrisy
refugees quickly become the tryanny
bring enslavement, torture,…[Read more]
They use coded language to speak of some
they call em thugs, & suspects.
claiming they always have a gun.
Chasing their own trigger finger shadows
on the wall.
Eyes taped open to the screen, can’t leave
Indoctrinated by bad movies one and all.
Left their soul behind when filled with hatred of black
Claims of white holy angels and black…[Read more]
Covering anothers art
shows the relate-ability
off the charts
Seeking the sun
stuck in the rain
a desert of desire
life is an adventure
keep riding them waves
can’t stop until the end comes
raining only when you can’t see
through the otherside.
and releases the pain
so let it rain, let it rain. -Ad (CRG)
Many paths a guitar at my side
another bird in the air
dream on the wake
cannon ball sound in the distance
fighting for survival
long time rivals
answers a harmony sings
but the answers bring disease
seeking the sky
begging for release
praying daily to get off their knees.
Please let us be free.
Please let us be free. -AD (CRG)
The infatuation of a new love
holds tightly fits like a glove
expectations and desires.
Come on baby light my fire
putting it all on you
so don’t let me down
or I’ll get the blues
I know it’s not what I’m supposed to do
but the way you got me feeling
is oh so true
so dancing around the corner
it’s a brand new tune
got my guitar…[Read more]
There are not enough words
a true King among men
fought through his battles
no words shed
left a legacy
what little ones dream of in bed.
I did not know him
but felt his love
for life and people
he always showed up.
Way to soon
they called him home
it’s real fucked up
but the good die young. -Ad (CRG)
I cried today
the tears stained
my cheeks like berries
I felt the pain
in my brain.
A beautiful relief
tears like rain
some call it weakness
but those some
are in pain.
I cried today & I’ll be ok.
Went to the beach for beach therapy
but it wasn’t very fun
you see they’re over populated
sand crabs are on the run
way to much litter lines the waters shore
where once white sandy beaches sat
plastic water bottles bob with cheap beer cans
and everything smells like crap.
The people were warned years ago
said reuse recycle take it with…[Read more]
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