Perhaps I’m A Bit More Prudish

Perhaps I’m a bit more prudishThan I ever expected myself to beShying away from their exhibitionsFolding my soul back into propriety Maybe I’m not as cool as you thoughtI’m more of a meandering old fellowWriting out lines of cautious fantasyWhereas reality reveals itself to be rather mellow

Stand Down, Sailors

Stand down, Sailors We don’t want you to infect The others with freedom Or anything we can’t inject Your attitudes are contagious They’d ruin our plans here To keep the crew pensive & living in complete fear We have them programmed There’ll be no resistance Time to lay down your coins Your souls at ourContinue reading “Stand Down, Sailors”

A Creative Declaration Of Independence

  A creative declaration of independence We broadcast we won’t go quietly without a fight Announcing to this fractured society That, together, we’ll destroy all that isn’t right The artists & dreamers of the world annex the ether We claim control of the world’s grasp of our dreams Through love & imagination, we’ll find aContinue reading “A Creative Declaration Of Independence”

Emerging From The Night Of Lost Souls

  Emerging from the night of lost souls A rough morning with make-up in your eyes Playing with fire when you dressed like Hell You believed the Devil when he whispered his lies Another exhilarating night of sin extinguished But your heart now belongs to the man of flames You don’t remember how your dressContinue reading “Emerging From The Night Of Lost Souls”

While We Were Off Sleeping

  While we were off sleeping The rains whipped themselves up in a squall The flowers rose from their dormant stature We were left to discover what never was at all Stripped away our delinquent delusions Forced to find the truth of this precipitation Life is a fragile balance of our dreams Love draws usContinue reading “While We Were Off Sleeping”

My Love Resembles

My love resembles A smattering of prose Lady, I beg you Won’t you touch those toes? I’ll create any dream you like Stories, poems or tales Infatuation lingering now Smitten with all you avail I wish for your subtle tease But I can’t handle your stare I’ll write anything you please Though I fear you’reContinue reading “My Love Resembles”

Counting Out The Steps

Counting out the steps Crawling on all fours One, two three, one two, three You deny the circus, but they’re really yours Giving her another twirl We’re standing naked & stark You speak your pretentious slang Only exposed in the dark I’m here with your midnight medicine My beautiful babe, bottoms up! But I remainContinue reading “Counting Out The Steps”

This Is It; This Is Real Life

This is it; this is real life There’s never going to be more Unless you ascend into Heaven Knockin’ on the Lord’s pearly door This is the time to be compassionate Now is when you’re supposed to be alive Nothing else worth waiting to begin Through love is the only way to truly thrive

We’re Doing Our Best

  We’re doing our best Within the grime of the trenches Unfathomable hours away Never enough; turn those wrenches What about those left at home Toiling away within lonely hours Waiting at the foot of the bed Their hearts slowly turing dour But we’ll find a way Surely an answer will come soon Then we’llContinue reading “We’re Doing Our Best”

Girls With Their Knee-Highs

  Girls with their knee-highs Haute Couture, exposed at the side But don’t believe everything you see Smashed & forgotten; a murdered bride Money left on the nightstand A life shouldn’t be thrown away for such Summer comes to erase memories But down here, it doesn’t take much She was already cast out, with herContinue reading “Girls With Their Knee-Highs”

Where Are Our Notions Of Excellence

Where are our notions of excellence Who was it who decided upon the benchmark I’m not concerned with the notches in your belt Nor the inferiority you felt after dark We need to find a solution within this realm To expel those who feed off society’s blues To exterminate the politicians & profiteers Our war,Continue reading “Where Are Our Notions Of Excellence”

Life Isn’t So Perfect

Life isn’t so perfect We’ll all get bumps & bruises Nightmares will find a way But the path is the one she chooses Victims are merely lame footnotes She’s the heroine of her own script Casting off their burdens/ flipping the bird “Fuck off, society” she blatantly quipped Image by engin akyurt from Pixabay

I’m Rockin’ This Dad Bod

I’m rockin’ this dad bod & making it look good Unapologetically localized Home in Suburban neighborhoods I’m not trying to distract Any of the ladies living nearby I’m just trying to live my life I’m just your normal, boring guy I’m prematurely grumpy A hermit; writing down in the dungeon Devastatingly handsome, locked away KeepContinue reading “I’m Rockin’ This Dad Bod”

No Visible Injuries

No visible injuries Never fixed by a Rx pad You’ll pat me gently “Oh, it’s not that bad” You’ll shove me back & I’ll maintain & pretend I’ll smile & laugh Even when I need a friend We’ll always ignore The darkness that looms You’ll never care As long as I resume

The Sea Villanelle

  A love that’s only known to me Weigh anchor – Sail with the tide When I’m off exploring the sea A lass that’s sassy & steadily free Couldn’t forget her, Lord knows I tried A love that’s only known to me When the winds cry like a Banshee The ocean will be my endlessContinue reading “The Sea Villanelle”

Dancin’ On The Dew Drops

Dancin’ on the dew drops Behind the magic of the unseen Lettin’ the sun shine through Another morning light & serene Duck & dive past negativity Run free; barefoot on the grass Soak up all of nature’s joy I’m gonna go pinch my woman on the ass Image by Olichel Adamovich from Pixabay

I Have Stacks Of Unused Paper

I have stacks of unused paper Like the untouched dreams in my head We all have the forks in our roads But often take the easier path instead So many distractions in my way To give in to them would leave me mundane I don’t wish to live an ordinary existence I’d much rather pushContinue reading “I Have Stacks Of Unused Paper”

Red Lipstick & A Tight Ponytail

  Red lipstick & a tight ponytail The pretty piano player; a punk rockette The domestic goddess with a need to be clean Living on the edge of the cosmopolitain set Hoarding her guilty pleasures fiercely The moral ambiguity is a stubborn crutch Ignoring nature’s perfectly placed laws But she’ll only accept the light’s softContinue reading “Red Lipstick & A Tight Ponytail”

I Often Catch Myself

    I often catch myself Glancing up at your windowpane Occasionally seeing a silhouette Memories of youth still remain   Possibly spying a lacy chemise But now you’re wearing the curtains Or maybe there was nothing on But I couldn’t know for certain   The morning light not quite seen I might feel likeContinue reading “I Often Catch Myself”