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”

Disquieted Moments In The Afternoon

Disquieted moments in the afternoonThese Springtime rays have a golden hourReflecting youth into my weary eyesThe reassuring notion of dreampower Yet gone are the mornings we woke afreshOur mortal flesh reeling down on EarthLife; the thorn in the side of this existenceInternal fire requires our souls a wider berth The slings & arrows shall neverContinue reading “Disquieted Moments In The Afternoon”

I’m Trying To Find The Rhythm To Life

  I’m trying to find the rhythm to life The way for our souls to feel fresh & free Purging the endless stress & strife Standing open in the sunshine, just you & me I’m trying to find more substance in life While being cleansed by the Lord’s cool sea Forever embracing my beloved, beautifulContinue reading “I’m Trying To Find The Rhythm To Life”

Blue Skies Are Returning

Blue skies are returningWe’re running headlong into SpringShake out all these Winter cobwebsLet the sunshine wake my soul to sing The flowers are returning to the earthSeasons change and its turning warmLet’s smile as we head outsideTime to stretch out your glorious form Your dress looks lovely upon your skinAlas, its time to remove someContinue reading “Blue Skies Are Returning”

Teetering On The Edge Of Normalcy

Teetering on the edge of normalcyThe unraveling of misguided formsThis mind won’t settle into boredomWill not compromise the quelling of the stormDo not attempt to dampen this fireMy spirit will continue to actively soarFor I won’t be cajoled to become blandFeeling fresh & alive, always reaching for more

Willfully Getting Lost In The Woods With My Woman

Willfully getting lost in the woods with my womanFar from the hordes of the sick & infectedShutting doors & leaving society behindOnce away, fresh air & peaceful intent detected Outside, I can find the crispness of nature& my pure, unencumbered path to be freeWrapping my soul within Winter’s chillThese unharnessed elements might be the key

Empty Wine Bottles Clink; Devoid Of All Inspiration

Empty wine bottles clink; devoid of all inspiration But that’s not the way you remembered they bled Choosing the perfect wording for posterity A trembling shadow of what the poets once said We once set out to create a fresh universe But that’s not the way I can any longer think Falling in love withContinue reading “Empty Wine Bottles Clink; Devoid Of All Inspiration”

Lost Beneath The Shipwreck

Lost beneath the shipwreckDown at the bottom of the coveSuffering from the scurvyWith scant upon our old wood stoveNo fresh water nor ripe fruitAlone with only countless talesDoomed with no audience nor friendFate of those who chase the whale

Let Me Borrow A Glass Of Your Mom’s Wine

Let me borrow a glass of your mom’s wineI get thirsty in these evening hoursNoticing silhouettes moving in the kitchenBefore too long I might need a quick showerThis humidity is slowly trying to roast meI’m soaking wet & need fresh shirtsleevesHer beauty wouldn’t exist without God’s consentI’m merely appreciating that in which I believe

Collecting Fresh-Faced Girls With Monogrammed Asses

Collecting fresh faced girls with monogrammed assesSpending the morning listening to the BluesAn old soul within that youthful mindframeToe tapping, blackout shades & misleading tattoosI begin to think I’m the one luredBut all we have between us is coffee stained mug ringsEmbrace the possibilities of the momentJoin in the beauty of desperate sorrow of BBContinue reading “Collecting Fresh-Faced Girls With Monogrammed Asses”

I’d Trade All Those Gold Doubloons

I’d trade all those gold doubloonsFor another morning with youTasting your sweet nectarInspiring the day to be fresh & newI don’t want fame nor gloryI just want to be naked under the coversSatisfying & emotionally preparing youSending you out into the world; a happy lover

Finding The Energy To Jump Up

  Finding the energy to jump upTo start the day in the sunshineCollecting smiles from fresh faces& always returning to the love that’s minePouring another coffee to revive my soulThe blacker the better; deeper than the seaKnowing secrets which youth will always denyThat happiness is real & it’s forever freeNonsense & miscalculations they always spewForContinue reading “Finding The Energy To Jump Up”