I Said

“Now!” Said I,

“No need to dream” Said I

“Aye aye” Yelled I

“No goodbye” Said I

“Now, or be condemned”, Said I

“Oh lord!” Said I

“Don’t let those dreams lie” Screamed I

“But dreams are a gift” Whispered I

“Yes—- a gift” Said I

Then I Said “Yes a gift”

“But those lie” Affirmed I

“Those dreams tell a lie” Asserted I

“But your eyes grow weak and weary” Said I

“Weak and weary?” Asked I?

“Yes”, Gently Said I

“Said I?” I Said

“Is this a dream?” Pondered I

“If so, let me rest without a lie” Said I

“Dreams are reality” Said I

“Dreams are truth?” Wondered I

“Truth are dreams?” Repeated I.

“All those lies with one goodbye” Said I

“All those lies with one goodbye” Repeated I

“And so whom is responsible?” Knew I

“Who is responsible? Said I with a Sigh

“Yes this is truth” Said those dreams that lie

“Yes this is fact” repeated those dreams that lie

“Now say your goodbye” Said those dreams without a lie 

“Drift off into the black sky” Said those dreams that never lie

“Give it a try” Commanded I

“Rest in peace in the star-speckled sky” Said I

“Listen to those dreams that never lie”

Said I

“Goodbye” thought I

“Goodbye”

Image and Poem By: Maxwell S. Reinhardt

Me & You Without The World, Alone

how wonderful would it be, with just me and you, without the troubles of the world

to have the people of this earth, completely and utterly furled

just me, and you alone with are hearts close together

without feeling a stress or worry like birds of a feather

staring to the stars, to which they stare back

in their ivory decors, & ebony stage black

even the moon looks upon us, in motionless content

to which it knows, the price we underwent

not a sound in site——just a gleam of your soul

hovering close to mine, in serene control

Poem & Image By: Maxwell S. Reinhardt

Red, Blue, and Green

I mixed red and blue, but got green


All while listening to the sounds of your machine


It could be that my mind is out of control


Or the empty slot of my heart, you stole


Regardless which, I mixed red and blue, but got green


Because with you, my soul dances, to the rhythm of the dancing queen.

Dedicated to Wes.

Image and Poem By: Yasel Avalos

The Date

He awoke the beast before him, it’s heaviness gave awe


Dancingly his fingers spread, awaking the roar with such divine law


The gentleman played gentle tunes, as if serenading a bride on her honeymoon


The boy cried from the ingenious delight


But It all seemed to fade——when the clock began to reach midnight


In his jealousy, the boy sat silent


Awaiting to plan his next affair in hope of not to look like such a tyrant


For all he wanted, was the love of his own


But in his decency, he might have been brother zoned.

Image and Poem By: Yasel Avalos

The Love Death

Feelings feelings on the wall

Which emotion trumps them all?

Love, love, love is fake

Oh dear, dear please awake!

The man you know doesn’t exist

Perhaps in your dreams, may you kiss

Yet dreams dreams never stay

So darling darling stop the child’s play

When life’s lights finally blackout

You’ll finally see your love turnabout.

Image and Poem By: Yasel Avalos

Gloom’s Shadow

Gloomy shadows, that most us transpire

Shower are souls with desperate desire.

Affecting our lives to a disastrous state

We believe to hold it our true fate.

But like a fire these mass shadows show myth

Only behind an unvarnished light will we then see through the monolith.

Image and Poem By: Yasel Avalos