i guess i chose wisely

You Should Be A Poet You craft words well, in creative and unexpected ways. And you have a great talent for evoking beautiful imagery… Or describing the most intense heartbreak ever. You’re already naturally a poet, even if you’ve never written a poem. What Type of Writer Should You Be?

cold coffee

she sits at the back of Starbucks and stares at the door, poised in anticipation of her prey she does not blink she does not drink her coffee goes cold she could be an exhibit in Madame Tussauds i want to touch her to see if she is real, but i dare not move my coffee goes cold

interview

Hey folks, hop on over to the Pen Me a Poem website to read an interview of me conducted by Edward Beaman-Hodgkiss, poet and freelance writer.  And feel free to leave a comment after you’ve read the interview and pass the link on to others who might enjoy reading it. peace and love, clay

‘just do it’

Before there was Nike, there was Dante: ‘Now you must needs,’ my teacher said, ‘shake off your wonted indolence.  No fame is won beneath the quilt or sunk in feather cushions.’ ‘Whoever, fameless, wastes his life away, leaves of himself no greater mark on earth than smoke in air or froth upon a wave.’ ‘I offer you,’ he said to …

prophet man

please mr prophet man tell me what is true I hear some say religion is good for you but i’m not sure when in god’s name they tell me bombs and bullets are the cure

happy new year

“What we call the beginning is often the end And to make and end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from.” (T.S. Eliot, The Gidding, V)

the guru

We bow our heads in quiet servitude to the dust, our lips form prayers to gods, who long ago abandoned us. We huddle together in a candle lit room; frankincense, jasmine, and sage, form  broken patterns in the air; amethyst rock, lapis lazuli, crystal quartz, and rose guard the four corners of the room, silent sentries and witnesses to our …

stand together

The soldiers tossed the chicken Bones, they didn’t like his politics. Strung him up on a cross and Gambled for his ragged clothes. Cancel the Second Coming, The church has decreed, no Heroic figure can save us From our avarice, lust, and greed. The twisted logic of confrontation And violence are meant to be Suffered in silence, let the ruthless …