Ducking My Head Between The Pages

Ducking my head between the pagesThis mounting pile – high on my deskPicture postcard from the far goneLost her to traveling’ roadside burlesque Hiding my mind between the sheetsBut my coffee had long grown coldWritings spilled slightly on the saucerLoneliness steeped until its forever bold

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 what

Finding The Sunshine

Finding the sunshineFeeling the glorious heatRemembering the timeOur lonely lips did meetSaving me from despairA slow march to the seaLoosening of our tonguesAnother chance to be freeGetting our bodies outsideA good stretch in open airI love your everything, butYou’re best when you’re bare

There’s A Beautiful Woman I Know

There’s a beautiful woman I knowShe’s waiting for me on the shoreThe letters say she’s been lonelyDon’t want her to feel it anymoreI close my eyes & silently pleadPlease Captain, full steam ahead‘Cause I got a lady back home& She’s waiting for me in our bed

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

Aviation Exhaust & Diesel Fumes

Aviation exhaust & diesel fumesHands, face & soul; covered in grimeExpectations placed firmlyI’ll relax when we have the timeWandering this lonely vesselBefore passageway lights go redSlowly searching these oceansWhen I’d rather be with you instead

Sundown Brings On The Reduced Heat

I Ran Out Of Highways

Ran out of highways So I took to the sea Rejecting society Not for them to decree It’s lonely out here Writing by starlight Don’t have the answers But I know what’s right

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 looked

We’re Doing Our Best

  We’re doing our best Within the grime of the trenches Unfathomable hours away Never enough; turn those wrenches What about those left at home Toiling away within lonely hours Waiting at the foot of the bed Their hearts slowly turing dour But we’ll find a way Surely an answer will come soon Then we’ll

You Have All Your Beautiful Decorations

You have all your beautiful decorations Your Louis bag & Burberry coat Flaunting everything which couldn’t be Knowing how to get my bloody throat You’ll find your adornments gone someday They’ll suddenly be missing as you wake Feeling distraught with nothing left You’ll be lonely without any Real Estate You’ll have no glamour & no