Saturday, December 20, 2014

New Phase

Oh shadowy orb with rim afire
avatar of my desire
your iridescent charms ignite
renewed reflections on delight
an item too abstract to find
a feeling only in the mind
and though I can accept the truth
I often think of distant youth
when all I ever did was smile
oblivious to vicious vile
evil vermin of our race
that jeopardize our chance for grace
while way out there in space
that wandering vassal of the night
eludes the rising solar pyre

Friday, December 19, 2014

Ebbing

Those boxes of books?
Still unread
Those questioning looks?
In my head
That moment of glee?
Gone too soon
The void within me?
Big as the moon

Thursday, December 18, 2014

Return Fire!

There are those on this earth
allergic to mirth
convinced they know another's worth

but don't let them mar
your day or scar
you, remind them what a jerk they are.

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Momentum

If you are young with nothing to do
it makes one minute seem like two
but once you're old and ready to die
those minutes really start to fly.

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Free Your Mind

Officials seem to think it's cool
to let the rabid rant and rave
but the easiest way to control a fool
is give them what they crave;
Desire -- the master's favorite tool
to subjugate the slave

Monday, December 15, 2014

Seeker

Without a plot
there is no twist
the words you've got
are just a list

so find one lest
you'd like this lot
there is no rest
without a plot.

Sunday, December 14, 2014

Divisible

The lushness of the lowlands has been slowly stripped away
as naked mothers comb the mist for children gone astray
the river's cold and sluggish as it crawls between the hills
but here on holy ground I seek relief for all my ills
and though I must admit that the horizon starts to fade
a fraction of my fervor keeps me somewhat unafraid.

Saturday, December 13, 2014

Hard Place

Who am I to judge
if you maintain a grudge
I've had my share of feuds
where I refused to budge

but here's a little hint
life's a lonely stint
for anyone who broods
their heart as hard as flint.

Friday, December 12, 2014

Avoidance

I'm seldom in the mood
when I initially wake
for reality to intrude
but it seems I cannot shake
the duties I've accrued
was it all a big mistake?
I'm feeling slightly rude
steer clear for your own sake.

Thursday, December 11, 2014

Get My Drift?

We know the plows go by
when snow accumulates
but can you educate me why
the driver always waits

until my driveway 's clear
to push a glacier through
as they smile ear to ear
and bury us anew?

Well I have had enough this time
and vowed to pay them back
it's just their job, not a crime
but I said no more slack

so I borrowed a dump truck
and filled it with snow
then followed that dumb schmuck
to his house and let go!

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Let it Rain

The clouds are coalescing
their misty forms
precursor storms
which sometimes are a blessing

for lands that need hydration
where fields have burned
and things have turned
into a conflagration.

Tuesday, December 09, 2014

Lockout

The moon drew nearer as I combed my hair
and skies for signs but none were there
and while I straightened out my part
it pulled on my entangled heart
which snarled into a painful knot
that deeply bothered me, but not
as much as staring at the breach
that keeps desire beyond my reach.

Monday, December 08, 2014

Toll or Tally?

It's critical to measure
like when you have to bake
but not always a pleasure
like how much one can take

of petty people prying
or those that try to break
your will with pointless lying
because they're so damn fake

or how long one can suffer
with guilt they cannot shake
instead of times they buffer
another person's ache.

Sunday, December 07, 2014

Nonstop

December air is deceptively crisp
and yields a sky without a wisp
so you can watch the jets progress
as lines of white that coalesce
like magic in the blue expanse
and fade as fast as they advance
the same as we, the builders of
these steely steeds that streak above.

Saturday, December 06, 2014

Back Petal

The earth was my womb
the heavens my tomb
encrusted with stars that alleviate gloom
you cannot exhume
disciples of doom
so spare me your sorrowful symbolic bloom.