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 joy &Continue reading “I Love What’s Feminine”

What Do I Do With My Words

What do I do with my words How do I contain when they start to leak Like the Little Dutch Boy Who’s listening when I start to speak But I can’t worry about the audience I’ve got to keep playing my own tune The steady groover with the proper notes When it comes to ourContinue reading “What Do I Do With My Words”

Overcast Navy Sailing Away

Overcast Navy sailing away Pull up your trousers (black silk) Your stay here has been cut short Prominent sundresses & of that ilk Humid weather slowing me down Manicured hands releasing winds to blow Settle into your newly structured mind We never asked you to row so slow Not listening to rumors on the deckplatesContinue reading “Overcast Navy Sailing Away”

Rubbing Their Fingers Over The Stereo Knob

Rubbing their fingers over the stereo knobThe frequencies distorted on the airwavesKings of the new world & thus apocalypticSearching for something more pragmatic to crave These technocrats with no concept of realityTasking – without offering an alternate fateDemanding citizens for homages to be digitalWith no power to control – or else we attenuate Words ofContinue reading “Rubbing Their Fingers Over The Stereo Knob”

I Want To Know The Secrets

I want to know the secretsThe ones you have buried deep withinI want you to whisper your loveKiss me so long they’ll think it’s a sin Running away from sunsets & goodbyesFeeling the lead of stained windowpanesThese houses don’t hold strained memoriesWashed away in the softening of Winter’s rain I’m freely exposed in these dimmerContinue reading “I Want To Know The Secrets”

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”