Lost in the Desert

(Tom Pearce, Photographed by: Yours Truly)

Curiosity gets the better of us, a barbed fence away and we’re hand in hand running out in the open, 

Plains melting into the rockformations, feet melting into the plains.

Bees nests, prickly grass, snake holes, and not much else for miles,

Untouched by greed and unnecessary cruelty,

True civilization.

Motion

can’t stand still,
like streams, rivers, oceans all across our mother earth,

we’re mostly salt, water, and clichés spilled softly over coffee and a scone.

can’t stand still,

can’t be tied to titles, when you crave the time to roam –

all the galleries in the city, in Cologne, Paris, Rome,

couldn’t feed your appétit pour l’art.

just you and your lover,

alone on the open road,

can’t stand still.

Le Monde

 

Bodies welling,
Souls wailing.

Cosmic particles crashing deep within us,
We’re all Adams/we’re all atoms.

Hearts sailing,
Minds dreaming of a better time and place.

Feed us light, water, air,
Spread us to the wind, bury us in the earth.

Violence eats us,
Tragedy upon tragedy upon tragedy.

Lives vanish rapid fire,
If we don’t progress, we’re doomed to supernova.

Unimaginable destruction,
Lost forever in the depths of 
h i s t o r y.

15 Six Word Poems, Written in 15 Minutes

i. us
those nights, wine – spilling our souls.

ii. je suis? 
this could all be a dream.

iii. astronaut
i want to swim in space.

iv. space
hold me closer, not too close.

v. hereditary
what if monster is a gene?

vi. where’s the camera?
tell me I did something sweet…

vii. clouds
all of your thoughts are raindrops.

viii. goals
the ocean never misses the sand.

ix. hideaway
where all our secrets lay safely.

x. dawning
genius is not born of air.

xi. fire escape
climb with me, the highest heights.

xii. guitar
no worries, i am always here.

xiii. las vegas
alive with you, until the morning.

xiv. train station
all beginnings start with a journey.

xv. home
never been happier in one place.