#Spirit

"Ars Poetica: Write Poetry on a Black Slate Poetry should be written on a black slate of imagination,the poet artfully allowing images to emerge from the dark."

"Styx Haiku Boatman refusesto paddle me down the Styx.'No carry-on baggage."

"Finish Off Your Enemies If you finish off your enemiesdo they wind up more charming and with better manners?"

"Dogs Playing Poker Art [10w] Poker-faced dogs looks like they're bluffing or need to shit."

"Sometimes Magic is What Disappears [10w] + {Couplet} Love's tragic, not ecstatic;with finespun change, disappears the magic."

"Show Up [10w] I've waited for you all my life ~show up already!"

"Trickeries, Sophistries and Traps [10w] Life's great irony is that we, the trapped,set traps."

"Prayer [10w] Despite God's grace, prayer is not a wish granting well."

"Evolution of Love [10w] Love evolved from when one monkey handed another a blossom."

"Pond(er) This [10w] Nobody wants to be:'Big fish in a little pond."

"God vs. Satan [10w] Why can't God and Satan get along?They're both detail-oriented."

"Money [10w] The root of all evil has a well earned reputation."

"As Long As It Has a Fast Internet Connection {Couplet} I need a cozy den to winter in,a hiberaculum away from the city's din."

"The Stink of Hate {Couplet} When haters write they raise a stink;must be the venom coursing through their ink."

"DNA [10w] DNA's the last hope of our species,spiraling to extinction."

"Imaginary Friends When my childhood imaginary friend got mad at mehe insulted me by calling me 'real'."

"Political Strategists Avoids the Controversial [10w] Politicians win by pandering to the base of shared assumptions."

"Prevailing Wins [10w] Truth prevails in private, bullshit in public, integrity in spirit."

"First Things First "Where are you?"is the voice of God."Who am I?"is the voice of your soul.You can't answer Goduntil you answer yourself.Before you come out of hiding,find your identity and your purpose."

"Every time I go to sleep, I know I may never wake up. How could anyone expect to? You drop your tiny, helpless mind into a bottomless well, crossing your fingers and hoping when you pull it out on its flimsy fishing wire it hasn't been gnawed to bones by nameless beasts below."