Word By Structured Word

Word by structured wordSearching for concrete textualityShe dropped her handkerchief coylyNever again to forget her sexuality Her head thrown back in a laughWhat makes her heart quicken its beatI’m pacing – racking my distracted brainInspired to write, I hasten to take a seat

No Visible Injuries

No visible injuries Never fixed by a Rx pad You’ll pat me gently “Oh, it’s not that bad” You’ll shove me back & I’ll maintain & pretend I’ll smile & laugh Even when I need a friend We’ll always ignore The darkness that looms You’ll never care As long as I resume

Once Upon A Suburban Street

Once upon a suburban streetWhere we lived, loved & laughedSummer comes early in JaxSo, this house no longer has a draft Warmth lets me resume my natural beingYet windows aren’t doors; they’re see-throughI strut along, giving my neighborsA bit more than a casual view

The Man Has You Grinding Away

      The man has you grinding awayThe organ makes the monkey danceYou’re looking for the Promised LandBut you never really had the chance You’re writing your soul on the pageFriends support & love all they heardBut the critics cry foul & laugh bitterlyYou’re only as good as your last word

I Didn’t Mean To Get Too Personal

I didn’t mean to get too personalI merely noticed your exposed slipMy thoughts took me to uncharted watersThinking of us – alone- a subtle skinny dipAn abandoned wedding gown crumpledThe satin too white against your laceI didn’t know what I was supposed to feelThough I could see the muted joy in your faceYou kicked offContinue reading “I Didn’t Mean To Get Too Personal”

We’re Painting The Roses Red

We’re painting the roses red When I spill my bottle of wine Laughing the silly words we said Running through the sunshine Gathering inspiration to write Leaning against their picket fence Together & the songs we recite Friendship allows life to make sense

Life Should Have More Dancing

Life should have more dancing More twirls, laughs, dips, lifts & general glee We can make anything happen Once she comes home with me A dream can be a reality if she believes I know the passionate way I would hold her My own heart pumping infinite love Visions of slipping that dress off herContinue reading “Life Should Have More Dancing”

Dodging Trains With The Lost Boys

Dodging trains with the Lost BoysFeeling free in the midnight hourNothing can keep us on the groundLaughing in faces of those who wish us dourFreedom begins with your own soulNo matter the toilsome tasks or nautical milesI’ll smirk & continue to playFor there’s a revolution within my smile   Image by Engin Akyurt from Pixabay

Keep Your Labels

          Keep your labels Your hypocrisy becoming the norm Judging other’s words You despise my nonscholarly form I refuse to play your games Using intelligence to mask fear Maybe not so intellectual I laugh at your pretentious sneer Image by Nino Carè from Pixabay 

Perfection Laid Out On Satin Sheets

Perfection laid out on satin sheets Beauty dripping away piece by piece Every dream slipped right through Life & loss masked by laughing creases He said you were everything he desired Burning deep in his soul, but you refused Moving too fast to stop & notice him Yet you cry foul, saying you were abusedContinue reading “Perfection Laid Out On Satin Sheets”