Even the flowers know
Of nonconformity my love,
They grow in through
The cracks of society, unwavering
Seeking truth…they even
Defy nature growing from
Her cliffs to view all of
Her beauty




The alchemeists’ heart

is amorphous and

quiescent thing you can see

the sun & the crescent moon

in their eyes… sometimes

you might see the universe 

blossom and Metamorphosis right before you

if you dare try to see the beginning 

and end of it all….

they take on many forms

a cat or a dog maybe a tree or

a human being possibly sometimes

a rose they have the curse of the cosmos

and the gift of nature, they could take

you into a dream or they can show you how

cashmere reality is….




“Then She Started To Live Outside The Paintings Of His Mind”

My love

it was like

watching a painting

come to life you stepped out

of the background, my heart started

pacing mind racing, your beauty and love

was something intangible then it became

reality is this another one of my hallucinations,

my imagination just melting

and disintergating into….