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Naive Wishes

Paint me with naive wishes 

They are the only ones worth having 

Haven’t learned fear 

Haven’t known failure 

Still have the time to prove 

Paint me with with naive hope 

That has every reason to go on forever 

Doesn’t need to be realistic

Doesn’t feel pressured to be responsible 

Young enough to know no limits

Paint me with naive love 

That blooms in every young soul 




In the face of every sad love song

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Whimsy Heart

Plead with me 

One more is meant to be with me 

But only if he’ll see in me 

What I may see in him 

There’s too much here to give 

And I will give it all away 

Far too fast 

And they will leave with me 

Swimming in their past 

See I can’t hold it back 

Like how they all tell me to 

For all my whimsy heart is full of dance 

And life to give for you

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I’ve wasted all my love on you
Spent all my hope with you
Gathered all my dreams
And saw them in a scene
With you
Fashioned girlish wishes on you
Passioned whirlwind nights with you
Faith to fuel my drive for you
Cannot seem to get a clue
With him

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The Observation Deck

My open mind
Is not a place to write on
You can find
Another ear to hum on
I do not marry
To one line of thinking
Yet you see me
With some kind of lacking
I am a watcher
Not made as a preacher
The only lecture
Is through life as a teacher
Though I listen
And am so eager to hear
I feed discussion
Not forcing answers from fear
My open mind
Is not a place to write on
I am no kind
To come for a sermon
I only ask
Because I want to explore
If your mind could open
I could ask you for more

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I am
And then I immediately am not
I am everything I can be
I am, a possibility

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If I am like a clear pond
Don’t weigh on me
And drench me with your leaves
Just come
And bathe
And dip your cold feet
So I can immerse you
And be with you
And both breathe

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I am a paradigm
Broken from static
My light cracks like a prism
And is broken from my labored sleep
I let myself be liminal
I let myself arrive
Swift synthetic release
My authentic peace
I am on
And compelled with myself
Slipping coats and facades
I am clear like water
I am the steel iron in a straight silver pipe
I am the place I am always trying to be