All This

Bed chamber romances,
With kingdoms at stake,
Lost in stolen glances…

The Salted Sea

My emotions spill into the world around me,
A tributary to the river of humanity…

The Conscious Stream

Coursing around stones and rocks
Dug from unknown biases
Changing the direction of the flow
To find a less resistive path

All This

Bed chamber romances,
With kingdoms at stake,
Lost in stolen glances…

Big Boys Don’t Cry

If untouched is the heart,
Harboring nothing to fear,
Then what is the need,
For shedding a tear?

Strength

And that their feeling less was somehow brave…

The Failing Heart

I need governor’s swift stay,
To keep the executioner at bay,
To survive to another day,
The enchanted game you play.

The Conscious Stream

Coursing around stones and rocks
Dug from unknown biases
Changing the direction of the flow
To find a less resistive path

The Jaded Heart

I didn’t learn the stove was hot the first time I touched it. None of us ever do.

The Spoken Word

There are regrets for things I have said. The times when honesty lacked the tempering of compassion. When emotions ruled over kindness.

Flannel with Faith

Embracing imperfection with faith, flannel, & fresh air

JaZzArt en València

Faith saved us from the savages that we were, losing faith makes us savages again

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

Harley Reborn

♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️

D.C. Gilbert

Award-winning Author, Veteran

Rum and Robots

We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive

I didn't have my glasses on....

A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.

Perception

A journey into the labyrinth of my sceptical mind.

Pete Springer

Passionate Teacher and Future Children's Author