To the conception of Soul to Life
The seed to presence is planted
Life is given to nourish the Seed
Nourishment derived by the course journey
Fertilizer source to both Evil and Love
A Choice given to the Life Soul to feed

To what faith in Choice is your journey nourished?
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Faith Choice
Ultimate Decision
Can humanity be persuaded to be of different mind;
Toward the reality our global community is incessantly inclined?
The wasteful wrath bought by currency of stupidity in humankind,
That historical record of death and destruction fails for solution to find?
Peoples of all nations speak of want for love and peace,
Yet simultaneously, wars and genocide equally increase.
What evil power of energy does marshal such violent release,
Of hatred and division that seems endless to cease?
The prevalent and growing voice of derision to divide;
No longer behind platitudes of hollow rhetoric can humanity hide.
Ultimately all nation’s Peoples must once and for all decide:
To live harmonious with each-another, in peace, forever to abide.
Unfathomable Comprehension
In the solitude of reclusive abandonment from the norms of civil-psychic presence resides, without limitation imposed and anchored in ignorance, the opportunity for ambitious, conscious exploration; pursuant to the holy-grail of universal conception’s comprehension beyond the confines of neural-synaptic manifestation to this limited perception to dimensional reality though reluctantly cognoscente to potential for unfathomable comprehension to an ineffable construct.
This Psalm ironically, was found after writing the above:
As the abyss or the ocean is unfathomable, so the word comes to denote what words cannot express, or what we cannot comprehend; Psalm 36:6,
naykd poet tweets
The attached file is a pdf of tweets posted over a period of several months. They make for easy and ideally, entertaining reading.
Newest Publication
I am pleased to announce the release of my latest collection of poetry and essay:
VOICE – One Man’s Voice – But is Anyone Listening
The topics cover a wide spectrum of subject but a common thread binds them and that being to question our human environment in the context of politics, religion and even sexuality not only on a global scale but too, on a personal level.
VOICE is expressive of one point of view but hopefully one that will not only garner a common sense of contemporary life but one that will foster debate of the issues that face all in this increasingly global-community.
To review VOICE using your Smart Phone or I-Pad scan the QR code below –
It would make a great gift or stocking stuffer
Happy Holiday Season to All
Christmas Gift Idea
There is always that someone on your gift-list of family and friends for whom it seems hard to find something different and interesting. Well, hopefully, here is a chance to avoid that quandary this year.
The perfect gift of one or more books for that special someone inspired by original, thought-provoking views on politics, religion, economics and other contemporary issues of the day. Too, there are poems meant to stimulate conversation on matters of religion, spirituality and even sexuality.
Using your Smart-Phone or IPad scan the QR-code below to link the illustrated collection of books of poetry and essay where you can clearly preview each books content and make your purchase in time for Christmas giving.
All the best for the Holiday Season to You and yours….
born to a dark mind
A post-Halloween toast:
Tale To Freight
Composing dark and unsavory tales to freight
The lurid, cursed words to raise a strange delight
Telling of what is oft hidden from the sight of light
The unsavory mention of what goes `bump in the night’
A tale that speaks of twisted minds that plan and scheme
One that consumes the darkest of nightmarish dreams
Rendering a victim’s most heart-wrenching scream
A callous evilness for emotional gain, than to be seen
This manner of expression intent on gaining vicarious reward
To be given to those that would likely faint at fear’s door
To garner adrenalin’s rush, demanding one to read more
Of the bloodied and dead, void of suffering the pain and sore.
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Honed Steel Blade
Lothe of darkness, left to dwell
What tale this bloodied knife could tell
Born from a tainted mind, lured by cursed spell
Expressed by its master, servant of Hell
For the deathly evilness deed, its presence did befell
A torrid carnage wake of death and defiance
Shear morbidity and twisted execution of contrivance
Meant to defy laws of human compliance
And to confound the realm of forensic science
This crafted tool, life-ending appliance
Razor-sharp, honed steel blade, used for evil’s gain
Marks its course of deed, with blood-flowing stain
The death-still carcass, a persistent memory to remain
Negates its true purpose of service, forever to defame
Tainted, civil-minds brandish bias toward its disdain
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Silent Fart
the taint odorous plume grew as it rose
its toxic vibrancy scared as it flowed
no whimper of mention gave it a show
the tacit reaction given; a tweak of the nose
lending credence only its originator knows
the response; retreat, all affected, chose
Futile Wish
Each cycle of earthly creation is born to eventually die
Save for the raw elements of earth and sky
Though power of human intellect and wealth strive to try
Immortality of body is a miracle that nature does deny
Ages of humanity stream from origin unknown
Countless seeds of life-creation sown
Artifact to their presence cluttering strata has shown
Fruitless attempts for eternal-life left only for a future to bemoan
Each epoch of humanity through millennial time does persists
To dream of an immortal presence with body to enlist
But with frailty of flesh and bone that decay cannot resist
Should humanity not finally discard the wish: forever to exist?
Paradoxical Clue
These words of verse offered up for view
In many ways reflect nothing new
But in the end what they are meant to do
Is simply show life understood, can renew
From birth to death, life charts an unknown course
Often just responding to unseen force
That somehow gets to where it need go
Even though the reasons for it, is not to know
Is life an illusion, a dream state fulfilled
Or is it something simpler still?
Maybe the answer lies in this paradoxical clue
See what it means to YOU:
Life is to death, as death is to life, one needs the other, to make all things right
Sentient life is but one organism within a matrix to All
Loss to this understanding is where humanity finds its flaw
It need regress to the state where it first began to crawl
To re-instate its being chosen, amongst the many, to stand most Tall
Voyage to Fate
Upon entering Cabin 612, an eight by ten room
Little did I know, it would be my doom
That water would seep from every crack
Then the moment arrives, I’ll never be going back
Alone I will wait for help to arrive
But none will come, I’ll struggle to survive
As the last light finally flickers out
I’ll be over come with fear and try to shout
But no one will hear, for they have all gone
I nervously start to hum my favorite song
The water will rise leaving just a pocket of air
How much more of this will I be able to bare
With a sudden surge, water filling the room
Little did I know, it would be my tomb
Times like these suggest life is guided by fate
There seems little room for counter debate
Innocent, guided by optimism and pleasure
Life itself offering so much to treasure
Then unbeknownst, unannounced
From out of nowhere death does trounce
In less than an instant all is lost
For no matter of reason, no matter of cost
Times like these you know life is guided by fate
There is no room for counter debate.
A dedication to those who died alone on the
fateful Costa Concordia pleasure cruise






