Someone Like Me

You’ve never met someone like me I’m a mess of contradictions The humblest pirate you ever saw Somewhere between my prose & fiction

Unfolding Broken Dreams

Unfolding broken dreams The distant & diluted flow Our hopeless choices astound The truth? We still don’t know But we can never give up Clinging to the last of our visions Memories cultivated on dark nights Leaving us exposed with obvious incisions How do you translate a morning When your soul bears undiagnosed pain Scars

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 never

Poseurs, Pacifists & Poets Reek

Poseurs, pacifists & poets reek Sitting high on a lifeguard shack Nighttime cloaked down upon us Words in darkness never taken back Ocean waves break the silence tonight Only our thoughts to be heard otherwise Isolation not what you thought it’d be Tearing out your incessant broken eyes Midnight sounds to be held on tight

Wilting Roses By The Fireside

  Wilting roses by the fireside Coffee warming bones chilled from the boat Drifting thoughts to stagnant memories Thawing words from poems you never wrote

For Whom The Bell Jar Tolls

For whom the Bell Jar tollsChasing demons down the dark hallScratching an itch until it bleedsBeyond a fantasy that wasn’t there at all Never letting the imposter take holdGrowing larger in our own impressionSizing up unquestioned confidenceSurviving in spite of a soul’s transgression

A Study In Inexact Notions

A study in inexact notionsDifferences upon the prospective sceneOur unruly burdens confound usNothing to save us when life turns mean Yet we can never let apathy rule the dayIn these times, we must be all the more awareKnowing truth can be unpopularYet compassion is the way to genuinely care

Watching Them March You Down The Hall

Watching them march you down the hallEmpty auditoriums to drown out your wordsWriting out rants my mouth will never reciteThe world run not by the cool but angry nerds Step away and log out of their data systemsWe’ll send out love & peace in serial formNever trusted anyone with such confidenceWe’ll burn their egos to

IV. Never To Be Released

Never to be released from these institutionsSaving our own souls is the remedy for us to seeBefore they forever lock us behind the parlor doorsSetting fire to their house is the only way to be free

III. Chiseled Words

Chiseled words are never all that permanent For we can be reincarnated as a muse Awakening creation scribbled in the margins Foundational folly that we might instinctively use

Our Dreams Hold Us Hostage

Our dreams hold us hostageChained to our high idealsLost to our intemperate youthThe past reaches out & stealsTime lost to us; never againWhat’s forgotten can’t be regainedOur lives are our creationFigments we’ll never fully explain

Looking Past Clear Stars

Looking past clear starsEach universe has a split seamStretch your fingers wideLeave behind your American DreamBe easy & think yourself freeOur minds hold us back in chainsSilently slip through the holeNever following you with their pains

Where Is My Absurd Little Coffee This Morn

Where is my absurd little coffee this mornClaiming to be something or otherI rise slower, wiping Pixie Dust from my eyesNever forget the dreams they try to smotherMy gorgeous blonde lady sleeping peacefullyOur love burnt brightly into a passionate fireI stretch my legs & smile at a job well doneShe’ll slumber for a while, for

Hanging Out At A Locals Joint

Hanging out a local’s jointHomegrown & authentically bonafideThe rupture of a coming SummerBasking in the heights of a rising tideThe heartbreak of loving a society girlThough it’s worse when you realizeThat lovely creature never lied Image by Harmony Lawrence from Pixabay

We Have Quiet Inspirations

 We have quiet inspirations Somber tones you seldom realize Shifting away from self-imposed Heartaches & their relayed lies We must accept the responsibility Adulting was never part of the plan Though you gotta make the most of it Take it from me – Sincerely                    

A Cup Of Coffee Sounds Mighty Nice

A cup of coffee sounds mighty nice Talking away hours in the sun Warmth after this long cold winter Experiences overall count as one Coming times to start all over No need to hesitate or soften your walk Forced feelings fall a little short Take time & measure when you talk A friend is a

I Never Said I Was Good At This

I never said I was good at this I have no fancy training or school I just close my eyes & spill my soul Without any regard if it will be cool I’m a bush league hack at my best Wandering my way through eternity Endless reams within your dreams But I’ll never be a

Tracing Toes To Thighs

  Tracing toes to thighs Knowing how the game is played & the truth I’ll never deny Everything I do, I do to get laid

Endless Hours

  Endless hours of love on café sidewalks The world was beautiful & we were free We were together; we were holding hands & we were as happy as we could be But then we were separated & deprived The days are not so lovely & bright I shall never let them get the better

Streamlined.

  Streamlined Stripping away excess fluff Gingerly stepping The water’s never hot enough Holding you tight Of your red lips, I’ll drink deep Whispering my intensions Loving you until we fall asleep     Image by nahid hatamiz from Pixabay