Another Tepid Morning, Waiting Silently

Another tepid morning, waiting silentlyDawn yet to break, but my head feels that wayThese dog days lapse like a bit of purgatoryStanding before St. Patrick with nothing to say Teetering & more than slightly confusedChecking my watch; praying its not too lateDid my heart stop? How did I go so astrayJolted back- the Almighty’s nectar

These Broken & Delayed Dreams

These broken & delayed dreamsElectric toothbrushes that constantly humA pocketful of change& girls with eyes so pretty it makes me dumb I’m not one to make a great sceneYet I’m your average middle-aged guyNot counted among the mundaneI couldn’t be normal, even if I tried So we’re all stuck in this spinning limboA world with

One Must Be A Seeker

One must be a seekerTo discover unique truth amongst the thornsHead down, hiding that grime I feel insideI’m intelligent, yet not enough to forewarn Trying to eek out a stable existenceWith all these storms heading my wayBut you have to want to be something moreNever content at the beginning of the day We’re bordering on

I Fell Out Of Jerry’s Beard

  I fell out of Jerry’s beard That trip was critical & weird Pushin’ the limit in this life Don’t confuse me with strife Keep your learned looks I’ll steal a trove of books Answers come when they please Send me back to sail the seas I’ll dry off at the Westward Ho! For it

Green Mermaid Lady

Green mermaid ladyI’m still in love with youAlways been good to meMy affections are overdueDimly lit stages for hireWriting out these feelingsJittered & confused tonightStaggered & now kneelingInspiration to keep on goingConfidence in my finer wordsBlocked out memories pastForgetting what was heardKnow where you want to beSo I’ve come back to youCapitalism be damned!Pour me

Auden

“Some writers confuse authenticity, which they ought always to aim at, with originality, which they should never bother about.” – W.H. Auden