Thursday, March 26, 2015


The circle of life is astounding
if we take a moment to see
how beauty is ever abounding
resplendent in every degree

instead of pursuing a tangent
that only will benefit you
embrace our miraculous planet
and harmony's bound to ensue.

Wednesday, March 25, 2015


They'll give you whatever you want to stay calm
their blasphemous blather a backhanded balm
convinced their concoction is all you will need
to make sure compliance can be guaranteed

so take what they give you and swallow it down
inject as directed to banish your frown
It's part of the program to nurture the health
of craven connivers with corporate wealth.

Tuesday, March 24, 2015


The futility of humanity
is knowing how good we can be
while wading through all the insanity
birthed by our greed and ennui
if we could just vanquish our vanity
perhaps we could truly be free.

Monday, March 23, 2015


Where's the rumored pea
shell 1, shell 2, shell 3?
they're too adept to see

we'll never be assuaged
for showy war is waged
a misdirection staged

the day has been so brusque
a shell's an empty husk
as darkness follows dusk.

Sunday, March 22, 2015


I'd never ever try to force
my views on other people
we all must draw from our own source
be it science, soul or steeple

but when it seems the end is near
and everyone is frantic
I hope my praying won't appear
as overly pedantic.

Saturday, March 21, 2015



Friday, March 20, 2015

Oh Snap

Damn that selfie I took
for showing me how old I look
the mirror's hard enough each day
it's time to point the lens away.

Thursday, March 19, 2015


The trains traverse the track
all day long and through the night
click-clack click-clack click-clack

they're heading to the coast or back
with freight to expedite
the trains traverse the track

and belch their breath of black
as though a dragon might
click-clack click-clack click-clack

you can't mistake the smack
of steel so clear and bright
as trains traverse the track

the engineers won't slack
their schedules too tight
click-clack click-clack click-clack

for humans have a knack
we railroad what is right
the trains traverse the track
click-clack click-clack click-clack.

Wednesday, March 18, 2015


A dress is just a well cut piece of cloth
over which the surface dwellers froth
our pride and vanity so very clear
when it costs more than most make in a year.

Tuesday, March 17, 2015


My early days were filled with those
who truly seemed to care
and never made it seem a pose
to congregate or share

but once I grew enough to try
and place within the race
I quickly grew unsettled by
the glaring lack of grace

displayed by most with whom I ran
which caused me to withdraw
and I became a lonely man
repulsed by what I saw

until one day a little voice
said "Papa" then I knew
another reason to rejoice
which multiplied by two

a pair of hearts that I adore
removed my glaring pout
reminding me what life is for
and what love's all about.

Monday, March 16, 2015


How can you tell if you're numb
or simply too jaded to feel?
my conscience is suddenly dumb
refusing to voice an appeal

and everything seems so surreal
that nothing resembles a sum
but most will mechanically kneel
when they see the red dragon come.

Sunday, March 15, 2015

Drop of Sanity

A single drop of water on my windshield was illumed
by early morning sunlight and a brilliant prism bloomed
the multicolored spectacle of vibrant promise loomed
which for the moment helped relieve the fear that we are doomed.

Saturday, March 14, 2015

Show's Over

You can always adapt a role
but once the character's dead
you might as well dig a hole
and kiss respect goodbye
recalling fondly when instead
the script was cut and dry.

Friday, March 13, 2015

Brainwash Bop

In the days of my youth
there was beauty and truth
in the music they made
that's why it's still played

today it's all rote
with one single note:
how much will you buy
of this growing lie?

Thursday, March 12, 2015


The bolder sun
has now begun
to march across the creek
and soon will pelt
the icy belt
where it's innately weak
the wound will flow
with every blow
then roar as things get bleak.