Smelling Coffee Long Before

  Smelling coffee long before These tired eyes were ever meant to open Dreading wakin’ and meetin’ people No time like now, so here’s to hopin’ The day started & it’s past time to rise One foot out & eventually the other leg I’m going to need more of this magic juice I feel societyContinue reading “Smelling Coffee Long Before”

Frayed Cuff On Antique Khaki

Frayed cuff on antique khakiKnowing thy state of dressI wasn’t as dapper as she was used toHoping she wouldn’t think any less He wasn’t any better than a prigHer dance card drawing sideways looksQuietly, she enjoyed my wicked tongue& the way we shared our crooked books Shaking the dust off our neglected spinesCertain steps leadContinue reading “Frayed Cuff On Antique Khaki”

Headed Downtown For The Literary Type

Headed downtown for the literary typeSearching for the scribes of our weary dayTo heal my heart with words that matterI’ve tried, but I don’t see any other way Falling stars may not mean much to youBut I’m here without any expectation or hopeWhere do we find our reasons for loveEven we can kill our dreams,Continue reading “Headed Downtown For The Literary Type”

Our Olden Fantasies

Our olden fantasiesNot quite matching casual conversationThe heart’s silent secretsMasked by our gilded incantations A kind smile to hide our fearsThe dreams left by the tragic shoreBut there’s always a way back homeTo drink from the hopeful waters to finally restore

Lost In A Deteriorating Moment

Lost in a deteriorating momentWhat more can we do to be freeClose our eyes to the darknessTiptoeing quietly, down to the seaSearching franticly for the answerBut the obvious truth is often a ghostFalse memories are unruly traipsesInclinations leading me, down the coastIs there a way to be clean againTo bathe in the ocean’s gentle roarHopeContinue reading “Lost In A Deteriorating Moment”

I’m Seeking A Truth

I’m seeking a truth within these fragmented words My thoughts won’t cooperate with how my fingers move Typing on this old handmedown machine to transform My mundane existence into a magical, deliberate groove I am not afraid to expose the flesh of a wilted soul There are no heroes in these parts, just broken misanthropesContinue reading “I’m Seeking A Truth”

Let Us Focus On Love

Let us focus on loveExpel their notions of hateI won’t let them affect meI’ll set the standards for my fateThis life won’t last foreverThe glories in Heaven surely awaitBut for now, I’m going to be compassionateTo take care of the people – HOPE we’ll create

Such A Beautiful Specimen

Such a beautiful specimenAs I’m sailing through a mirageBlue waters falling into crystal eyesMore interested in her décolletageAspirations following the deep nightKnowing the truth of a certain fashionToe to toe & inequality reignsMy only hope lies in enthusiastic passion

These Stories Are Figments Of Hope

These stories are figments of hope Simple words from a mind of an everyday man These theatrics of an unknown sort Living through each day without scope or plan Journey to the water’s edge to find a salve To bathe our souls in God’s great sea I’m not close to your idea of perfection ButContinue reading “These Stories Are Figments Of Hope”

It’s Not About Me

It’s not about me Focus away from my chipped soul Fragile dreams creaked as I reach daylight Caught in our midsummer’s lull Drinking wine out of a teacup This soul embarrassing when exposed Hoping to numb our sensibilities While we lay naked & juxtaposed

Gimme A Minute Till I Look Pretty

Gimme a minute till I look prettyI don’t want to go out there without my cologneI can’t deal with the sketchy peopleYou know, they’ve hidden away all the pay phonesI don’t trust the Gov’t hiding behind rain coatsThe shadows are weary with their demodulationOpen your windows to the rain – expect justiceI shall bare myContinue reading “Gimme A Minute Till I Look Pretty”

Tracing These Feelings Back

Tracing these feelings backWondering where you began to careWhy did you lose your resolve& fall in love in the summer’s glareA palm grove as a backdropKissing quietly behind the reedsFeeling more than you had expectedUnsure of the coming needsLayers of sand now everywhereBreeze feeling cool upon your bare hipsHopeful surprises found refreshingNothing less than passionContinue reading “Tracing These Feelings Back”

A Dreamer Of Hope In This Jaded World

A dreamer of hope in this jaded world The cutting edge of a disinherited brigade Avant-garde though we’re quite tame Collecting ideas, though dusty, will never fade Manifest destiny is a crippling crutch A mere novelty for a spoilt rich kid Mankind doesn’t deserve such trumpery & these militant spirits can never be hid BeContinue reading “A Dreamer Of Hope In This Jaded World”

Sitting Here Dissenting All Forms Of Gov’t

Sitting here dissenting all forms of gov’t Looking for answers in these coffee grounds Uncovering more & more hatred, with less hope These political ovations do nothing but compound Society has gone astray, Jesus take the wheel We’re all being watched by a perched black bird Incoherent shrieks & mumbles of “Nevermore” Universities stacked withContinue reading “Sitting Here Dissenting All Forms Of Gov’t”

The Clouds Descend Upon Us

The clouds descend upon usStress compounding at this time of yearGetting darker as the days buildWaxing upon the fruition of fear This world is a bloody hellA disaster proven before the ink driesScorn for a distant foundationFutility in which all hope slowly dies The darkness returnsLooking for a story to wryly beginMiscommunications falter& I wadeContinue reading “The Clouds Descend Upon Us”

These Aren’t Normal Times

These aren’t normal timesUnsure of the rational quotientThey’ve diluted our sanityWondering if our minds are still potent Fantastical elements to the headlinesLooking for a panacea to sullenly copeThe system failing before our eyesWith the masses clinging to any hope Returning to kindergarten lessonsKeep your hands to yourselfWho knew that toilet paperWould become a perishable wealthContinue reading “These Aren’t Normal Times”

Reading The Errant Pages

Reading the errant pagesCrumpling after each one is readA gentle eye befallen the paperRevising what each one has pleadWastebasket- a lifetime awayHoping it’s not the destiny of them allSlowly, sacred thoughts formLiving in the weird space of my scrawl

We’re All The Villains

We’re all the villainsEach & every citizen with a voteWe’ve allowed our nation to dwindleExpecting democracy to survive by roteBut we can still change out the actorsHope in action is exactly what we need to doPurge the Capital of all the politiciansI declare we need Capra’s Washingtonian view

Pushing Away The Storms

      Pushing away the storms Embracing hope of the day Devouring of beloved forms To keep our fears at bay Morning has a profound notion To remain huddled in bed Perpetual passionate motions Sustained until we’re both dead       Image by Daniel Nebreda from Pixabay

Deck The Halls

She made sure the house was cleaner than it had been all year. She scrubbed and cleaned deep into the home’s old wood. A little elbow grease made that place shine like it hadn’t in too long. Bleach and Pine-Sol made sure her effort didn’t go unnoticed. Her old sweat pants and stained t-shirt lookedContinue reading “Deck The Halls”

I Love What’s Feminine

  I love what’s feminine for its own beautiful sake Walking out into Mother Nature & breathing in Earth I’m collecting thoughts & addicted to smiling A deliberate course to truly live ever since my birth Feeling the distinct notion of life’s pulse To emerge from here unbroken & mostly unscathed To seek out joyContinue reading “I Love What’s Feminine”