Hanging With Beach Bums & Bashful Babes

Hanging with beach bums & bashful babesSwimming in the surf on late Spring daysColorful flavors poured gently over iceSkin glowing after hours in the pleasant rays I thought I saw a Sea Hag along the sandThough she revealed herself to be a SirenCoaxing & teasing me with her demure allureWhispering that I might be aContinue reading “Hanging With Beach Bums & Bashful Babes”

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

The Wind Howling At Midnight

  The wind howling at midnightBroken windows – open to the outside airExposed to the communal by-passerHer soul had fallen into disrepairFatigue & listless emotions manifestingImmune to careless complimentsTime to pause & regroup her focusHappiness born from common sense

This Is Life.

This is life. This is reality. When the pretty words drip away When the party’s over You’ve still got to wake & face the day Digital lovers lavish heaps of praise Complimenting you on your magnificent blog While you neglect the physical world Always remember that pain & loneliness are analog