Stories

Marystown

Bit One (bears are fast, really fast) Beethoven has always been my favorite composer and pianist, music in general a passion. Not being able to play a single instrument myself, I appreciate those who can and just enjoy listening. I was introduced to Beethoven for the first time after relocating to Marystown, Newfoundland. This was 1970, the same year James Taylor released Fire & Rain. Moving around was not unusual for me, my father’s work…

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Poetry

Forgotten Burning Soul

I’m burning this bridge, my heart to the ground I have put my hopes up to high It’s time for them to go back down to the mess that’s around I will never have a firm stance in life, Forever under rubble, I will be found But under this self-afflicted weight, Have I realized a truth so profound, That because of expectations, I’ve become numb I put my heart into others too soon But relationships…

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Poetry

Take It All

Take all our money take all the power what will you bring when it comes to final hour? Hide behind the diploma hide behind the uniform get up from this mental coma hide from a bullet storm Under the curtain of madness in the surface of ignorance you only bring the sadness giving nothing for existence Drowning us, we hit the bottom and everything we have takes the Babylon

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Poetry

My Guardian Angel

All these years it’ s driving me crazy My heart is broken, living in pain My guardian angel is so lazy, Drunk, or kicked out in the rain When he’s sober and with hangover He does something for me Like a foreign movie without a subtitle I don’t understand what he’s saying I pray to him to watch over me I pray for help and good luck But he’s at the bar, you see He’…

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Poetry

Spellbound

I can run from my demons but they won’t leave me in a which hour they keep wake me up tearing my soul apart In cold sweat I cannot breathe why do they won’t leave me I can’t take it no more Just when I am on the edge, when I’m about to broke they just stop, and laugh to me Is this some joke? And they come back every night torturing me ’till I…

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Poetry

Ready to Fire

Ready to fire, kneel before the might ready to fire your end is tonight The will to rise above you final will’s to destroy you so get ready to fire get ready to burn Get ready to fight final battle is going tonight when i stood in front of you fell the rage i am burning finally you’ll see the truth the ash you’re turning Ready to fire feel my might ready to fire die…

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Poetry

Antidote

With every passing day, the teeth of death sink deeper and deeper into our fragile flesh. Our restless spirits know that death is just a gate but uncertainty breeds fear. Hypnotized by your smile, I enter another dimension where light is the ruler. Where there is love. You are my escape from bleakness, yet it is in the dark that we glow the most.

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Poetry

Capsule

Darkness, stale air and a tiny door, walls with no windows… “Don’t touch me, I don’t want to share my darkness… How did you get here in the first place?” Light is blinding. A hint of love is intolerable pain. “Where is my dear fear mixed with a great dose of aloofness?” The unwanted light disappeared.

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Poetry

Don’t die young

Since you gone, I just feel I am not in the zone, I tried to make it last, I drunk so much when you passed, You died young, you left all the family crying, Made me feel like dying, I wanted to visit you, Know that I am still good, you know how I do, Rest brother, rest well, because when I get there, I’ll turn heaven to hell, I can’t let them be, I…

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Poetry

Between Silences

There are days that silence rages so fiercely, I fear the panes will crack and cave. O how I long for your witty exchanges once more. We spend hours, lingered in poetry, conversations enlightened with articulation, and then your mind snaps; Silence. I learn to entertain myself between silences, to sift through diaries left haphazardly on tabletops. The words you’ve written scream for release; your tortured mind begs for forgiveness. I want to wrap you…

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