I Know You’re Checking Out Your Flaws

I know you’re checking out your flawsStanding at the mirror, counting imperfectionsNegative thoughts like these rather gnawSo I’m offering up thorough inspectionsIt’s best to take it slow around curvesHaste would be such an utter wasteWanting you to feel it in each of your nervesThis examination shall be conducted by touch & taste

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 tightContinue reading “Poseurs, Pacifists & Poets Reek”

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…”

Blue Skies Are Returning

Blue skies are returningWe’re running headlong into SpringShake out all these Winter cobwebsLet the sunshine wake my soul to sing The flowers are returning to the earthSeasons change and its turning warmLet’s smile as we head outsideTime to stretch out your glorious form Your dress looks lovely upon your skinAlas, its time to remove someContinue reading “Blue Skies Are Returning”

A Recovering Misogynist

A recovering misogynistA self-proclaimed oneTerribly stupid in my youthThought it was kinda funThen I fell for a pretty girl& sired 3 daughters to bootInternal character challengedForever altered to my roots

The Voices Come Calling

The voices come calling Like shattered visitors in the night Darkness expunged within thought Auditioning words; trying to get it right Vapid orations coming from the podium Stacks of the wrong books & loose leaf notes The dumbing down makes a tedious existence But ideas are the traditional spark of an antidote

Incomplete Rants Are Broken Thoughts

Incomplete rants are broken thoughtsAntique shutters dangle in the breezeVaccinated by expired truth serumsEye twitches; our hostess is ill at ease Yet remaining upright on the pageOur fate wrapped in a trickster’s charmSubtle strokes without remorseOnly dried ink leaves us disarmed Subverting all the easy answersSacred is our fundamental right to chooseHowever your speculations driftCutContinue reading “Incomplete Rants Are Broken Thoughts”

Only Loyal To The Dead

Only loyal to the deadKeeping faith with those gone beforeThoughts hard to shake looseMy left foot dragging on the floorWhat did I drink last nightHer voice pounding in my headRegret fills me from withinI know I should have drank water instead

Strike Up The Band, Sweet Lady

Strike up the band, Sweet Lady I have the feeling we need to dance Your Southern Charms come calling & I’m feeling I might get my chance I’ll compliment your lovely gown & whisper all my devious thoughts At the sight of your enticing blush My nipples grow a little more taut

I Saw The Sparkle In Your Eyes

I saw the sparkle in your eyesKnowing you the way I doI hurried to put the girls in bedDesiring quality time with youLosing my shirt on my wayGrowing excited with only thoughtTonight I’m about to be your preyI’m trying to easily get caught

Offering Up A Minimalism

Offering up a minimalismFinding cool without effortNot weak enough to shareTough; never going to revertA mental state removedNot allowing for them to killMy soul still beating todayThe essence won’t be distilledTry as you forever mightI won’t be boiled down to a wordNo single thought or characterAll my expressions slowly heard

Those Words Come To Me In Those Coffee Dreams

  Those words come to me in those coffee dreams A spontaneous marvel of literary delight There’s a difference between manufactured beauty & a real beauty, founded by nature’s authentic right But I can’t explain the nuances with the definition I’m not one to judge such subjective whims Focusing on my own qualms & danglingContinue reading “Those Words Come To Me In Those Coffee Dreams”

Hanging With Crazy Creative Types

    Hanging with crazy, creative typesThey spin your mind in awkward waysMelding simple ideas into revolutionsExpanding out into our civilian daysThey’re different by their very natureNever able to hide within societyChanging the world with each thoughtTheir beauty laced with inherent piety

Collecting Fragments Of Free Thought

Collecting fragments of free thought The missing pieces of a discarded word Unknown & forgotten loves in innerspace Unfortunately time reduces us by a third Intellectuals hunkered down – protecting wisdom Throwing bones, sharpening knives & wit Critical theories to counteract  The cultural elite reminding me I ain’t shit But I continue down my solitaryContinue reading “Collecting Fragments Of Free Thought”

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”

Looking For A New Sunshine

Looking for a new sunshineEclipses as the morning growsCoffee slowly loses its warmthThe way only the fatigued might knowSleepless nights convort to visionsDreams well placed into our eyesCaffeine not enough to shake soulsWaking to these cotton candy skiesSpinning my empty cup on the tableAttempts at any fully formed thoughtMy mind completely wiped cleanI spy myContinue reading “Looking For A New Sunshine”

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 joyContinue reading “I Love What’s Feminine”

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”