The Raven's Ballad

and
there sat the one-eyed raven
drenched
atop
the dead crest of a fallen trunk
claws clenched
piercing
through the decadence
of
a rotting corpse

singing
gory ballads
of
lives

the lives that fed on flesh
the lives that fed on blood and bones
the lives that fed on lives


the dead were washed away in the rains

This Place Called Home

why
do you seek
home
in the four walls
of
cemented apertures

don't seek a home
for
home isn't a place
don't seek a home
for
home isn't a definite


home is where the nuisances find solace

The Renaissance Man

every time
you
walk out
of
a war
alive
and
walk back
right into the heart of it
daring life
again
again
and
yet again

you breathe life into someone's renaissance 

Coming Back to Life

when
the world around
doesn't
make sense anymore

put on a wider smile
and
get back at life
harder than before


coming back to life is more than just living

Greyed in Monochrome

the blacks
and
the whites
never made sense enough

as did
the greys


what is monochrome without the grey

A Filthy Collage

stolen spaces
bruised moments
slices of life and lifeless

served cold and stale
on
the distorted skies of a platter


would you devour the clouds intead

An Apostrophe Affair

her's
hers'

chords of an apostrophe