You Don’t Want To Admit

You don’t want to admitThat you possibly have some feelsThe epic curve of your bosomHeaving with a thought that I’ll stealYour subtle plaid skirt laid out nicelyLegs tucked behind your shapely derriereForever might be nice if you acceptTogether we meld into a love extraordinaire

Seeking Out The Sunshine

  Seeking out the sunshineGrasping at anything brightEchoes from the hauntingHowls from deep in the nightTaking the long way homeAway from all things too muchAvoiding stress & transgressionsTrappings of modernity & suchWe shall find an answerWithin the confines of peaceOur aims are good & trueSeeking out love until the end of life’s lease

Lost To The World

    Lost to the worldLocked in her own deviceOnce sought afterRemaining temperate of iceBeauty a lesser value nowHiding behind electronicsBinary thoughts; needs a rebootNow she’ll need Hooked on Phonics Image by Karolina Grabowska from Pixabay 

Manicured City Walls

  Manicured city wallsStomping through summer puddlesCuriosities of a finer lifeScorching rays, can’t help but befuddleRecoiling to the chaffy shadeSearching for the talisman of the stormKnowing we’re in for a futile calmWho could’ve predicted it’d be this warmBut we keep on pushing throughWicking precipitation from her summer gownEffort to remain a head aboveA damn shameContinue reading “Manicured City Walls”

Public Declarations Of My Love

Public declarations of my loveLetting all the people knowShouting to the HeavensInto the gusts my words shall flowTaking the high road to oblivionA world testing my ability to be trueBattered & fatigued, but not beatenThey’ll realize all I want is you

You Seem To Be In An Awful Temper

  You seem to be in an awful temperI didn’t mean to ruffle your petticoatJust trying to assuage discomfortMa’am, I must return to the boatIncidents may have occurredDarkness cloaks many a stumbleI bid you remember me fondlyFor you leave me broken & humble

Finding Refuge In My Dreams

Finding refuge in my dreamsTraipsing through Baudelaire’s flowersI sing a silent dirge to my soulTracing her petals within Summer’s showerCaught in the currents of misstepsFormer words no longer voicedLightness of a delicate visionWe heard the morning’s rain rejoicePolitely declining a dreadful umbrellaWalking out, always been man enough to weepSoaked; tears all the way throughDrowning; maybeContinue reading “Finding Refuge In My Dreams”

Don’t Look Her In The Eye

  Don’t look her in the eyeFor it might tip your moveJust a simple guyWith nothing to proveShe wants nothing from you& your humble waysSociety envies herStack that against the straysDon’t show her any interest& she’ll question her worthTwisting this back on youLike you’re the last man on earthKeep to yourselfDon’t be any more thanContinue reading “Don’t Look Her In The Eye”

Don’t Tell Me How’s Its Gonna Be

  Don’t tell me how’s its gonna beWhen you’ve never beenI’ve seen the angry seaYou’re not among the salty menDon’t act like you have a clueClinging to the dirtYou’ve never seen a color that blueNever felt your soul cringe & hurtYou’re looking for easy praiseDon’t want to be a weathered cogRiding waves on endless daysYou’reContinue reading “Don’t Tell Me How’s Its Gonna Be”

Quietly Returning Home

Quietly returning home Feels like it has been a lifetime Hard to recognize this place Without all the peripheral grime You stagger & greet me Spilling your swill on the floor I’m confused by your glee I was never good enough before You tell me your interests But I can’t really give a damn NoContinue reading “Quietly Returning Home”

Released From The Burden Of Perfection

  Released from the burden of perfectionOnward to complete this chanceSoaking in my soul’s refractionI’m not grandiose, but I’ll enhanceRipening with a golden ageThis is nothing but a jagged gleamA smudge on the stark white pageDetermined to be more than a dream

Not The Shortest Skirt

Not the shortest skirtBut it set my imagination ablazeIf I was any good at writingI’d release you from this mazeFor good measureYou’ll receive this short exampleThough be courteousUpon my heart, please do not trample We try to achieve anythingWhether it be great or merely outlastWinding up happy is miraculousEach day tries to dredge up theContinue reading “Not The Shortest Skirt”

My Whole Life On Scraps Of Paper

My whole life on scraps of paperMy soul jotted down on the pagePlot lines between scribblesCharacter development as we ageEverything that I am, right herePushing to further keep my mind trainedMy heart’s secret smudgedWithin these lines my identity is contained

Broken Umbrellas & Sturdy Desks

Broken umbrellas & sturdy desksMaking no distinctions for the loss of timeSketching out all the possible plotsWillful heartache remains the worst kind of crimePut away your stencils & fountain pensThese days call for someone to be original & boldToss aside oaken casks of yesteryear’s notionThis world isn’t ready for those who shattered their own moldTeaContinue reading “Broken Umbrellas & Sturdy Desks”

The Tyranny Of Our Modern Age

  The tyranny of our modern ageThe repulsive nature of our exploited rightsComing for us before the dawnAnother stolen soul in the night But pump the brakes there Swamp ThingFlorida is basically the Outbreak MonkeyWe can’t be too safe these daysBesides, a lot of y’all were already funky I’ll be hunkered down, away from idiotsThisContinue reading “The Tyranny Of Our Modern Age”

Sundown Brings On The Reduced Heat

Sundown brings on the reduced heat Wind whispering to sail with the tides Vapors tread quietly upon the feet Decisions enter & thoroughly abide Lonely bird settles down on the rails Experience brings on a sullen glow We cannot escape when life fails Currents grip & provide the undertow

The Sultan Of Suntan

  The sultan of suntanSmelling like oils & lotionsSand clinging to your soulCleansed by the water’s motionPurged of evaporating dreamsWe can focus on existenceWringing it all outAt love’s steadfast insistenceAll secrets illuminatedNothing remains withinCover of cheap shadesTruth permeates the skin

Seeing All The Pretty People

Seeing all the pretty people Seeing them encased in glass All their assets on display Trimmed in polished brass Prancing & strutting proudly Unaware of their obligation Souls such as these Come with a re-appropriation Trade off for their gifts Liabilities detrimental & hyper Left in an excited state when It comes time to payContinue reading “Seeing All The Pretty People”