Daylight Creaking Up Over The Atlantic

Daylight creaking up over the AtlanticFirst light’s rays struggling over the seaMy bones seem to have a bit of rustBetter lubricate with some more coffee Dancing upon the shores of the St. John’sWe don’t need carpets; red or otherwiseWe only need our bare skin to touchEnding with me whispering between your thighs

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”

Trying To Recreate Life

Trying to recreate life In spite of these ink-stained fingers The smudges in the interior margins Forgotten, yet where light tends to linger These days aren’t so easily understood I contradict back onto myself Leaving traces in my erratic wake All I know – Love has been my only true wealth

Maybe The Morning

Maybe the morning Doesn’t; it just doesn’t have to be You rise a little softer on that day Emerging from a cocoon for me to see Winter blankets fall away like nebulae Taller than is expected from a Belle Not so confident at first light The arching sun; the pillory of hell Stretching in myContinue reading “Maybe The Morning”

Ill Reputed Minstrel & Her Fancy Dolls

Ill reputed minstrel & her fancy dolls Forever punished for my dated sin A hushed wish for something more Images of the whiteness of porcelain Do not lead me through vacant doors No need to become another mistake Removed from that dreadful life Sparing additional pain for her own sake Dancing lightly in the darknessContinue reading “Ill Reputed Minstrel & Her Fancy Dolls”

Evading Their Ongoing Tragedies

Evading their ongoing tragediesForty summers spent down in the dirtWithstanding the weight of apocalypseEmerging; though slightly less overtBlast furnace of the afternoon sunDali walking barefoot on Tampa’s shoresPale riders within unabsorbed lightEmbracing purity through perception’s doorsThe paint of our secret love notesBut can only be read through the keyholeShying away from all public renditionsHer passionateContinue reading “Evading Their Ongoing Tragedies”

Civil Disobedience

Civil disobedienceMarching against their sullen grainPublic executions of our citizensThe ones whom systematically resemble our pain Exhibitions of our worst character traitsThe trembling hands with transcribed bloodOutside of the panoramic eyeYet all the same, caught in the seismic flood A taciturn refusal to simply existCheck your feed for what revolutionaries sayBold proclamations & campaign slogansButContinue reading “Civil Disobedience”

The Twinkling Of Stars At Night

The twinkling of stars at nightDispatched souls with nothing to loseOur lost matchbook fantasiesDwindling into aging suburban bluesNot fond of Covid nor the Spanish FluI’d rather have some Spanish FlyMix it in my cup, “yo baby, what’s up?”I’m still that awkward ass, abnormative guyFading time to time into darknessBut I try to emerge into theContinue reading “The Twinkling Of Stars At Night”

Unplugging From The Mainframe

Unplugging from the mainframeRemaining forever off the gridDon’t need their connectionsDon’t know if we ever truly did The final tragic hero of a modern cultureThe soul survivor of a discarded revolutionHistories & experience outside the normDreams of freedom with divine attribution Dealing with the conceits of perfectionThe concepts of loneliness & betrayalThis world isn’t whatContinue reading “Unplugging From The Mainframe”

Just A Guy With A Pen

I’m not an artist, just a guy with a penUpon a lonely night, I started to writeI jotted down some rhymes for meTeen angst channeled into the lightI’ve never looked back to thinkI just keep writing over the decadesI don’t edit my feelings nor judge youPurely an attempt for the soul not to fade

Awake Early In The Naked, Teal Morning

Awake early in the naked, teal morning Still wet from dancing in the rain My subconscious kissing her femininity But the memories remain love-stained Her fingers gripping my shoulders Our souls constantly trying to absorb Soft, low moans quietly evident I’m enchanted by her fleshy orbs We’re exposed in the light of dawn A realnessContinue reading “Awake Early In The Naked, Teal Morning”

The Frivolity Of Her Words

The frivolity of her words Wishing they had deeper meanings Sunk down low in her chair The cafe the source of her scheming Dim lights allowing her to see Answers within these tea leaves Burned memories & villainous hexes It only mattered if she truly believed

Gripping Lightly To The Banister

Gripping lightly to the banisterOur lives slipping away into the ether’s shadowGracefully stepping down each marble stepNever succumbing to their expectations of the afterglowHolding your head up high in dignityWear the fancy clothes; wear your favorite scentKnowing they’ll despise your happiness anywayRemaining this awesome was never an accident

Summer Girls/Winter Women

Summer girls/winter womenRefreshing my sullen mindTaste of joyous inspirationLove heightened upon rewindBasking in the light of sunshineEnergized by glorious visionsThe heat dwells deep withinPassion rising in absolute precision Image by mskathrynne from Pixabay 

Sometimes You Just Need An Excuse

Sometimes you just need an excuse To do something completely irrational… Small moments creating larger smiles This party is increasing – It’s going National Jerry’s singing loud, making me dance Wave that flag, wave it wide & high Light the fires, let’s make it count Happy Birthday, America! – on this 4th of July!

Telling Stories After Dark

Telling stories after darkOccasionally with Tom Waits in the leadFantastical little allegoriesBringing a light to those souls in need No need to whisper in the shadowsLuminous words to prepare the wayRemoving barriers to our enlightenmentWitticisms fleshed out & on display Short tales to get creative juices flowingHarking back to dreams that we might meetSubtle differencesContinue reading “Telling Stories After Dark”

Finding Refuge In My Dreams

Finding refuge in my dreamsTraipsing through Baudelaire’s flowersI sing a silent dirge to my soulTracing her petals within Summer’s showerCaught in the currents of misstepsFormer words no longer voicedLightness of a delicate visionWe heard the morning’s rain rejoicePolitely declining a dreadful umbrellaWalking out, always been man enough to weepSoaked; tears all the way throughDrowning; maybeContinue reading “Finding Refuge In My Dreams”

Disturbed Themes & Distant Thrombosis

Disturbed themes & distant thrombosisA hitch in your giddy-up when it’s time for teaTranscendental visitationsFrom dreams may come answers to our makeshift reality Pouring over the brackish tomes with devotionGentlemen & ladies of letters; luminaries of thoughtBut truth doesn’t cure our limited capacitiesBare harbingers of the illiterations we’ve wrought We’ve taken ill in our posh-markedContinue reading “Disturbed Themes & Distant Thrombosis”

Stepping Out Into The Light

  Stepping out into the light My eyes can’t adjust to the sunshine Night left me with nary a sleep Stumblin’ home to all that’s still mine Life comes at you hard & fast on the inside Wondering when the pitches stopped comin’ in underhand Won’t wallow in misery nor memory of elsewhere’s joy TheseContinue reading “Stepping Out Into The Light”

Surviving By The Bright Light of Day

  Surviving by the bright light of day Pouring coffee directly into my weary eyes Can’t sleep at night since I must remain alert Anxious; trying to hide my soul’s invisible cries Gathering my wits to merely successfully exist Waiting for the other shoe to drop & Hell to begin Tired of cowering away inContinue reading “Surviving By The Bright Light of Day”

Returning To The World

  Returning to the world Finding life left unraveled A smile never so grand Home the best place traveled Warmth of simple comforts Never trading precious delights Beauty in these open arms Darkness eclipsed by light

Red Lipstick & A Tight Ponytail

  Red lipstick & a tight ponytail The pretty piano player; a punk rockette The domestic goddess with a need to be clean Living on the edge of the cosmopolitain set Hoarding her guilty pleasures fiercely The moral ambiguity is a stubborn crutch Ignoring nature’s perfectly placed laws But she’ll only accept the light’s softContinue reading “Red Lipstick & A Tight Ponytail”

I Often Catch Myself

    I often catch myself Glancing up at your windowpane Occasionally seeing a silhouette Memories of youth still remain   Possibly spying a lacy chemise But now you’re wearing the curtains Or maybe there was nothing on But I couldn’t know for certain   The morning light not quite seen I might feel likeContinue reading “I Often Catch Myself”