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 joy &Continue reading “I Love What’s Feminine”

Ocean Force Winds

Crisp ocean force winds Gentle fresh citrus scent Lost upon the eternal sea Forgot where beauty went A treatise of delicate love Evidence of a ghost Smile your sweet smile I’ve left for the coast Sound of muted voices She’s a little too cute Allowing no more secrets Down through my roots

She Was Enraged

She was enraged But it was merely an aesthetic Undiagnosed shakedown calamity Her stare leaving me cold & pathetic She asked me why I was a Pisces I told her I used to drink like a fish Though attempts at humor fell flat I was awkward; she was such a dish I’m not as spectacularContinue reading “She Was Enraged”

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

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

Sometimes I Don’t Want To Love You

Sometimes I don’t want to love youBut I know there’s no real choiceMy heart longs for your touchYour kisses give my soul a voiceSometimes you don’t make it easyBut we always make it throughThis world is a beautiful placeMuch better since I share it with you

Telling Stories After Dark

Telling stories after darkOccasionally with Tom Waits in the leadFantastical little allegoriesBringing a light to those souls in need No need to whisper in the shadowsLuminous words to prepare the wayRemoving barriers to our enlightenmentWitticisms fleshed out & on display Short tales to get creative juices flowingHarking back to dreams that we might meetSubtle differencesContinue reading “Telling Stories After Dark”

Finding Refuge In My Dreams

Finding refuge in my dreamsTraipsing through Baudelaire’s flowersI sing a silent dirge to my soulTracing her petals within Summer’s showerCaught in the currents of misstepsFormer words no longer voicedLightness of a delicate visionWe heard the morning’s rain rejoicePolitely declining a dreadful umbrellaWalking out, always been man enough to weepSoaked; tears all the way throughDrowning; maybeContinue reading “Finding Refuge In My Dreams”