Sailing Out On The Good Ship

Sailing out on the good shipPrevailing winds ensuring a clear pathForegoing the unexplained existenceForging headlong into nature’s wrathArctic waters surrounding our viewDiligent sailors crewing this steel boatPerpetually longing for a illusive homeBut buoyed by a dedication keeping us afloat

Now That I’m Old…

Now that I’m old, there’s no chance to be cool I’m that creepy lurker passing the delicates isle Finding myself lost in nebulous thought Youth dropping their eyes while I try to smile You can’t be friendly when you’re a certain age Somewhere along the line, I missed my cue Oblivious to the graffiti onContinue reading “Now That I’m Old…”

Quietly Returning Home

Quietly returning home Feels like it has been a lifetime Hard to recognize this place Without all the peripheral grime You stagger & greet me Spilling your swill on the floor I’m confused by your glee I was never good enough before You tell me your interests But I can’t really give a damn NoContinue reading “Quietly Returning Home”

Passing quietly in the night

Passing quietly in the night Unbeknownst to a blind eye Distractions turning nervous Youthful visions of a divided sky Perpetual beauty left ravished Smudged but steady on course Redemptions readily available Without the gale’s full force

Pushing Away The Storms

      Pushing away the storms Embracing hope of the day Devouring of beloved forms To keep our fears at bay Morning has a profound notion To remain huddled in bed Perpetual passionate motions Sustained until we’re both dead       Image by Daniel Nebreda from Pixabay