dripping from our tongues
hurt, healed, open
lost in wilderness for so long
misplaced in false hopes/idols
defined and redefined however you please
brought back to the start with renewed strength and a fresh perspective
Bellator ego sum (roughly translated from the Latin for “I am Warrior”) is a collection of over thirty original poems. It was originally published on Blurb.com in August of 2015. The re-release contains new material (including poems that have been posted here).
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although, I have to let you go,
We’ve been together since …16?
wild young thing,
and you holding me,
caressing the night air like silk.
Every time we’re together
choke on nothing,
s p i n n i n g,
Don’t cry my dear,
this is our sweet end.
(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,
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.
Cosmic particles crashing deep within us,
We’re all Adams/we’re all atoms.
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.
Lost forever in the depths of
h i s t o r y.
those nights, wine – spilling our souls.
ii. je suis?
this could all be a dream.
i want to swim in space.
hold me closer, not too close.
what if monster is a gene?
vi. where’s the camera?
tell me I did something sweet…
all of your thoughts are raindrops.
the ocean never misses the sand.
where all our secrets lay safely.
genius is not born of air.
xi. fire escape
climb with me, the highest heights.
no worries, i am always here.
xiii. las vegas
alive with you, until the morning.
xiv. train station
all beginnings start with a journey.
never been happier in one place.