You Keep What You Inspire - A Poem by Moe

"...it's as if they're calling me with the cadence of a flame..."

oh let me sail the whole

of all the art in you

direct my sainted role

on winds and skies of blue

to muse this verse in me

enflame this embered heart 

let breath be now my sea

of grace that you impart

to ready now my quill

come lay upon this pyre

I whisper soft until

you keep what you inspire

~moses apollo

The Beauty Neath The Sun - A Poem by Moe

"...quando para mucho mi amore de felice corazón..."

so here I sit without a name

yet there all heaven knows

still thinking, feeling all the same

as lips are singed by coals

oh tender love you know me too

without the push and pull

our airborne hearts that sail in view

find drink until they're full

and soon oh soon the day will come

where there and here are one

when veil is torn and we become

the beauty neath the sun

~moses apollo

Much Left To Inscribe - A Poem by Moe

"...Esse amor com paixão, ai

Esse amor com paixão, ai que coisa!..."

my vibe is not some ploy

this moonsong is mine ease

since man replaced the boy

I croon a sacred tease

to settle pleasured pain

with hums that flow in sync

to bathe in sacred rain

in waters you can drink

yet sip and not imbibe

in bits outside the whole

leaves much left to inscribe

within my lovers soul

~moses apollo

The Plan - A Poem by Moe

once tossed and bent through time

from saving souls to crime

this passion's hold has freed

that first implanted seed

that all the now made clear

from none now left to fear

with pendulum now ceased

before you stands the beast

a beast that roars redeemed

with claws the dregs esteemed

at cost now lives a man

that tinkered with the plan...

~moses apollo