Now That I’m Old…

Now that I’m old, there’s no chance to be cool I’m that creepy lurker passing the delicates isle Finding myself lost in nebulous thought Youth dropping their eyes while I try to smile You can’t be friendly when you’re a certain age Somewhere along the line, I missed my cue Oblivious to the graffiti onContinue reading “Now That I’m Old…”

Rubbing Their Fingers Over The Stereo Knob

Rubbing their fingers over the stereo knobThe frequencies distorted on the airwavesKings of the new world & thus apocalypticSearching for something more pragmatic to crave These technocrats with no concept of realityTasking – without offering an alternate fateDemanding citizens for homages to be digitalWith no power to control – or else we attenuate Words ofContinue reading “Rubbing Their Fingers Over The Stereo Knob”

Finding The Sunshine

Finding the sunshineFeeling the glorious heatRemembering the timeOur lonely lips did meetSaving me from despairA slow march to the seaLoosening of our tonguesAnother chance to be freeGetting our bodies outsideA good stretch in open airI love your everything, butYou’re best when you’re bare

Redrawing My Own Figure

Redrawing my own figureA new shape by the point of my penShading away the obvious flawsPerhaps I’ll be good enough thenTrying not to carry any burdensCheck out my new roguish stanceI’m cut from a cooler cloth nowPerhaps I’ll finally have a chance

Sitting At The Windowsill

Sitting at the windowsillFingers stained by my inkFace red & tranquilly humbledCold & tumbled; too frozen to thinkThe nights are dropping tempsI’ll need to do everything to keep warmThough I’m unwrapping each layerEagerly embracing your gracious formLife is a fine chance to love youTrading kisses as I adjust your weary crownTelling stories of our youngerContinue reading “Sitting At The Windowsill”

Strike Up The Band, Sweet Lady

Strike up the band, Sweet Lady I have the feeling we need to dance Your Southern Charms come calling & I’m feeling I might get my chance I’ll compliment your lovely gown & whisper all my devious thoughts At the sight of your enticing blush My nipples grow a little more taut

Riding Out These Rough Seas

  Riding out these rough seas Trying to shield our shipwrecked daughters Storms moving in on us rather quickly Feeling hell’s heat & it’s only getting hotter From port to port, not knowing where to go Living free & clear is the only way to live Every day out on this cleansing ocean I prayContinue reading “Riding Out These Rough Seas”

Dancing Socialites & Reformed Ladies

  Dancing socialites & reformed ladies Choices of the malevolently absurd Not really what you figured to be Those weren’t the chances you heard Life tries to knock us all off The rugged seem tenacious & alive Tapping toes with your perfect partner Where do we step when we want to survive

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

Midnight’s A Fine Time To Take The Jacksonville Train

    Midnight’s a fine time to take the Jacksonville train Rolling double boxcars to decide our fate Gotta get back to my lover’s bedside ‘cause women like that don’t hardly wait Been dreaming of her since the days of steam Finely dressed woman with incalculable sense I’m lagging behind schedules & timetables Hindered byContinue reading “Midnight’s A Fine Time To Take The Jacksonville Train”

The Man Has You Grinding Away

The man has you grinding away The organ makes the monkey dance You’re looking for the Promised Land But you never really had the chance You’re writing your soul on the page Friends support & love all they heard But the critics cry foul & laugh bitterly You’re only as good as your last word