A Fine Suited Man With Terrible Inklings

A fine suited man with terrible inklings Hands on her shoulders; easy to confide Pouring drinks & erasing her sadness Falling by the wayside with time & tide Beauty is merely a natural configuration Each button gone, an uncontrollable urge His intentions told with a silent tongue Embraced & now they lovingly merge

Seeking Out Freedoms

Seeking out the freedoms But where is the wisdom our follies have made Washed away with the retreating tides Now we bask out in the cover of foliage’s shade I’m sure nature leads us to the answer The tempted isolation of introverts The paused legacy of our discontent Posterity gently tugging at her miniskirt TiltedContinue reading “Seeking Out Freedoms”

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

Look What The Tide Brought In

Look what the tide brought inFloating back in the summer seaStanding forthright upon the shoreEscaped, though equally freeOur lives governed by moralityNo matter the direction of the daysFinding solitude a noble questAmidst the breeze, the palms sway

The Sea Villanelle

  A love that’s only known to me Weigh anchor – Sail with the tide When I’m off exploring the sea A lass that’s sassy & steadily free Couldn’t forget her, Lord knows I tried A love that’s only known to me When the winds cry like a Banshee The ocean will be my endlessContinue reading “The Sea Villanelle”