Erratic Rumblings First Thing In The Morning

Erratic rumblings first thing in the morningThoughts all aglow from castiron candlesticksSunrise hasn’t interrupted my intercessionAnother cup of coffee might ease my ticks After watching too many hectic movie scenesA set of expectations upon our furrowed browBut I need to recede into my own soulLet us return to existing in the here & now You’reContinue reading “Erratic Rumblings First Thing In The Morning”

The Illustrious Words Of Hunter (the elder)

The illustrious words of Hunter (the elder) We ante’d more than our parents’ share Broken cups of mottled modeling clay Abstinence leaving you lonely & bare Chanting Yeats without a voice A rye smile at the lively night’s end Cocktail girls when only a wife will do Looking to the heavens to make amends TimeContinue reading “The Illustrious Words Of Hunter (the elder)”

Our Fragile Egos Remain Outright

Our fragile egos remain outrightYet still free – not compelled by thoseIn the trenches we find disasterInspired to richly & sullenly compose How do we heal? How do we grow?Absorbing vibrations & her headspace bluesRedefinition of cool among the vulnerableRising morale since she turned off the news Erratic dreams of dismantling loveThe early signposts toContinue reading “Our Fragile Egos Remain Outright”

You Have Your Notions Of Me

You have your notions of meWhether it’s my rugged good looksOr I’m a notorious scalawagThough, I’m neither a hero nor a crook I’m not a man of much persuasionNor am I a wild west outlawI choose to wear the eyepatchBut I’m more of a gentleman with flaws I write fast & love slowWithout a careContinue reading “You Have Your Notions Of Me”

Those Words Come To Me In Those Coffee Dreams

  Those words come to me in those coffee dreams A spontaneous marvel of literary delight There’s a difference between manufactured beauty & a real beauty, founded by nature’s authentic right But I can’t explain the nuances with the definition I’m not one to judge such subjective whims Focusing on my own qualms & danglingContinue reading “Those Words Come To Me In Those Coffee Dreams”

Standing In Line For A Morning Cup

Standing in line for a morning cupAfter a pot or two, I’ll be contentBut you’re holding up progressYour specialty is causing me to resentMy anger is slow to riseBut the barista is soaking in your beautyThe rest of us are dying of fatigue & thirstAll the while methinks you’re a bit too snooty

A Cup Of Coffee Sounds Mighty Nice

A cup of coffee sounds mighty nice Talking away hours in the sun Warmth after this long cold winter Experiences overall count as one Coming times to start all over No need to hesitate or soften your walk Forced feelings fall a little short Take time & measure when you talk A friend is aContinue reading “A Cup Of Coffee Sounds Mighty Nice”

Looking For A New Sunshine

Looking for a new sunshineEclipses as the morning growsCoffee slowly loses its warmthThe way only the fatigued might knowSleepless nights convort to visionsDreams well placed into our eyesCaffeine not enough to shake soulsWaking to these cotton candy skiesSpinning my empty cup on the tableAttempts at any fully formed thoughtMy mind completely wiped cleanI spy myContinue reading “Looking For A New Sunshine”