The Exam

Love it is
Don't say it isn't
Abandonment it became

Then followed fear
Oh, the prospect of life
Without me wrapped 'round you

Anger clouds
The very-present love
I had and I have and I'll have

Stupid

Endeavor where smallness 
Says you ought grasp
Stupidly seem to settle

Admit and tell fear
You are in fact, petrified
Let it think it won 

Reach breathlessly then, baby
Heavenward and find
Stardust-covered triumphant arms

*Original Thought Credit: Robert Browning; “Ah, but a man’s reach should exceed his grasp, Or what’s a heaven for?”

Date With The Devil

O say salted Cap’n

As you steered her out nice
Having stolen the helm
Did your first mate fend all for her own

As you bellowed charter
In the galley that eve’
Did your keen eagle eye keep the course

As your senses took leave 
Of pirates you perceived 
Did you throw your bounty overboard

Libertie


Reluctant to berth
Determined to tread
With bronzed, coppered skin
And hanging within
The cast, iron heart
Forged just for your Hand
That Hope
From East to West 
Proved up
Makes dry land