Risen And Returned

“I rise in the shadows unaware of the power of this mind that travels as I slumber, but tonight my voyage is interrupted by what I wonder. In the dark womb of God I pray, sending my energy inward and upward, through the void, speechless, wordless, white noise, generating an impulse from the creator’s poise….

Strange Fruit

“Jesus sat under the poplar trees with tear filled eyes, wondering why? Why do the captive natives hang in this grove, like strange fruit at harvest seeking an abode? Christ touched the hanging body of Mary Turner and recalled all her memories, rage quickly mixed with his sorrow. He saw a great people being oppressed,…

Sultry Oil

“You are fragrant oil, poured over my body gently. I clasp my hands in prayer, giving thanks while covered in your scent. You fill my every pore and seal them all with a kiss, in your presence all straight lines are bent. We converse for hours and in those moments of truth, I realize all…

Storms

“Should you pass through the eye of that storm invited, your excitement and calm will find it’s dawn and you will realize you were love all along.” ❤️Ricardo Hanley Jr.❤️ ❤️Art Credits: Moey❤️ Surmount your storms and find calm within the eye. Yes within the I. Know yourself, love yourself, for you indeed are love.

Nice Catch

“I caught her with an honest lure, and threw her back into the shallow waters, asking her to reflect before we again join hands wet. For if you are to be my catch. Lovingly attached. I want you to know your depths and live with me in those infinite coves, without regret.” – Ricardo Hanley…

Suicide (Stay Alive)

“They ruled it a suicide. But surely it was homicide. The social pressures of the world I surmised became way too heavy, the repressed memory of abuse exploded suddenly, which out poured from his eyes and found high tide in his own blood. He was discarded by hands promising to catch him. He was received…

Pome Prose

“BASK IN YOUR LOVE LIKE SUNLIGHT KISSING MY SKIN WITH SURETY, NURTURING MY SOULS GARDEN, PURGING MY WEAKNESSES AND FORGING FRUITS OF PURITY. IN THE STILLNESS AND IN THE SHADE OF MY BRANCHES YOU ALL WAIT EAGERLY, WATCHING MY TREE UNTIL RIPE FRUIT FALLS FROM ME AND ROLLS AND FILLS THE HANDS OF BOTH THE…

Internalized

“For when you house something in your heart. You let it become you. And parting from self, is a sorrow unsweetened. Like that of the cup brewed by the humble maid who saturates the green tea 🌿leaves in tears during her servitude to the King. She fears she will only serve and never receive, though…

Last Drag

“I smoked it to the filter edge, Watched the last drag of my self abuse. The last drag of my continued excuse. What a drag indeed? Perhaps I should stop dragging my feet and fly being the Dragon , I know myself to be. I exhale, then breathe deep. And professed to the unseen: I am he who will carry the sacred flame   into…

The Waterhole

“Riding elephants 🐘 is where you found me. I was adopted by the herd as the only set of humans eyes to spot the tribe of lions 🦁 prying at the waterhole. It was an honor with love but a duty alone, choice was not the voice who lead me be adopted nor adapted. It…

Love And Sex

“My instrumental heart ❤️ beat moves my tongue to explain the divine plains of love and how from those elevated peaks therein lies a mirrored cave where sex sleeps waiting to be chosen by the pure, the un-pure, the sure and the unsure. When sex is woken prematurely she can become a fire burning out of…

The Seeker

“I grasp the clear quartz 💎 that hangs from a metal chain I found within the walls of my warm home surviving the winter cold. I seek wisdom consciously, from the 👑 Kings of old within my shelter on a technological marvel which mimics the human brain in its processes. I come across a passage describing the…