Abnormal

What is abnormal?

Star Lights

I see the stars for what they are
       gods
         goddesses
             souls
light.

Their incandescence
from here is minute
but it is enough to enkindle my spirit.

I lay back
  soak
  bathe
  steep
         in the aurora of the heavens.

The luminescence of the night sky
fills me
up
with energy
and
calm.

For a twinkle
of time
I know
I know what
I know how
I know why
I know this.

I and we and I
we are all made
of the stars
and the heavens
of the
   gods
     goddesses
         souls
the light.

Wonderful

Your eyes do this thing to me
they make me melt
like chocolate on a smoldering day

I used to dance
then she broke my spirit
but you
you make me move again

My skin lights up
with anticipation and sizzle
when you brush up against me

You can't know
what it is you do to me
hell
I don't know

Whatever it is
it's snow
pure and beautiful
and unique

Art Inspired Poetry

Below you will read my Art Inspired Poetry. I journeyed through the Toledo Museum of Art and allowed myself to be inspired by works of art within these walls. Below you will read that work. Make sure you click older posts at the bottom to read all of them. Enjoy.

Shiny and Wet

Inspired by the painting
"Passage Of A Smile" by
Yves Tanguy
1935

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desolate the landscape
scattered about
slivers of
shiny and wet

masses of colorful unimportance
showcase themselves pompously
amidst the gray void

like emptied civilizations
of moons past
the shiny protrudes
the organic
floor
lacking vibrant life
craving a society

so out of place
they still exist
shoving onward
with no regards
to the gray

maybe one day
the gray will become
as slivers
amidst a landscape
of shiny and wet

Family Earth

Inspired by
"Epa Helmet Mask: Mother of Twins (Iyabeji)" by
The Yoruba People of Nigeria
Late 1800's



We can be so strong
We can be united
We can be so one

Honor and commitment
two words
that could change
this world

Everyone on our planet
is family
we are one

we
have
forgot
that
and have done so
consistently
since we first ventured
out of our caves

The heart of our people
is broken
-together we can mend it

We can be strong
-together
We can be united
-together

Together we are one people

Solitary

Inspired by the reconstruction of
The Cloister of Notre-Dame-de-Pontaut
1150-1500
at the Toledo Museum of Art



I can feel them here
lightly marching
to and fro
reciting chants
whispering prayers
contemplating silence

I can breathe them
tending to the earth
soaking in the sunlight
cleansing their hands
in the holy basin

So lost
are they
yet so content
so willing to stay

-isolated

yet willing to stave off life
as a gruesome display
of martyrdom
for their god
and their god's witnesses

Though a life of solitude
is found
lifelong companionship
with other solitaries
is welcomed with a fervor