Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Fell Swoop

When we hear a songbird tweet
we sigh and think 'oh how sweet '
but today I saw one in the street
dismantling a roadkill treat

I know to live that many kill
but I don't think I ever will
feel tranquil when I hear that trill
in fact it could induce a chill.

Monday, August 18, 2014

Not Going Gently

I no longer sit and whine
about the death of every line
that briefly lives when posted on this site
I simply jot another one
a fighter's bout is never done
at least until they're facing that good night.

Sunday, August 17, 2014

Dropping Off

A bright red ball
is at the bottom of a waterfall
just twirling, twirling, twirling
that's all
and though I hear the call
of things no one can stall
I find myself falling, falling, falling
beneath it's thrall.

Saturday, August 16, 2014


I wonder what they'd think
if they knew decades hence
that some would soak up all the ink
they labored to dispense

not with pen and paper leaf
but digital display
would it be beyond belief
I wonder what they'd say?

And how will those in future years
digest a poet's dream
can the mind be brought to tears
from a thought directed beam?

Friday, August 15, 2014


With gravity's aid
I easily made
a rapid descent for my lunch
so I could enjoy
that cute little boy
that I simply love such a bunch

we sit and we chat
while nibbling at
the courses we've chosen to munch
and I hope he's aware
I'll always be there
to help him whatever the crunch.

Thursday, August 14, 2014

Woman's Movement

A woman has a way to sway
your mind with undulating hips
and plumped-up playful pouty lips
or searing eyes you can't eclipse
that come off coy but toy she may.

Wednesday, August 13, 2014


I finally came to grips
and then it slipped right through my grasp
the balance ironically tips
as we grow tired from trying to clasp

a fragment of a fraction
of a miniscule amount
of so - called satisfaction
before our time runs out.

Tuesday, August 12, 2014


Who consoles the clown
confounded by a frown
that makeup may conceal
but never truly heal
regardless of renown
who consoles the clown?

***RIP Robin***

Monday, August 11, 2014

Fill In

I found myself slightly distraught
for I squandered a burgeoning thought
but once a replacement was sought

my mind automatically meshed
with fodder just recently threshed
and another creation was fleshed.

Sunday, August 10, 2014


We climbed into the loft
then jumped upon the mow
the hay was nice and soft
and tasty for a cow

the sweet summer smell
contained in every stalk
made youthful daring swell
till I saw fit to balk

and touched down with my knee
connected to my eye
it knocked the sense right out of me
a painful way to fly

and now when I recall that day
despite the years I've spanned
I know it's all about the way
you think before you land.

Saturday, August 09, 2014


If we could eradicate unplanned birth
perhaps there'd be a chance for earth
but folks with feelings must bow to the fact
that they don't think, they simply act
so kiss your favorite spot farewell
our world will soon be just a shell
obliterated by a breed
that can't resist unbridled greed.

Friday, August 08, 2014

Some Race

Hurry, scurry little rat
to make it to your nest
and see if you can earn a pat
by passing every test
performing tasks the best

huffing, puffing rodent breath
is all they want to hear
within your spinning wheel of death
the rules are very clear
to which you must adhere.

Thursday, August 07, 2014


Whenever he had less
he always wanted more
and when he made a mess
forgot to mop the floor
if overcome by stress
he was cooler than before
and seldom did caress
the love he swore that he'd adore.

Wednesday, August 06, 2014


I loathe being the same—
another germ beneath the scope
just waiting to be analyzed
and designated tame
by those that like to dangle hope
among the patronized

I long to be unique—
a lone explorer wading through
the all too placid main
of those innately meek
because they're programmed to pursue
compliancy most plain

I love to feel alive—
to breathe in deep the fresh sweet air
as new sensations sweep
compelling me to thrive
and give much thanks that I could share
this world before I sleep.

Tuesday, August 05, 2014


The day they announced it I wasn't upset
just caught between pangs of relief and regret
I felt a bit sad they were closing the door
but glad that my sweat would be wasted no more

it's funny how change rearranges the scheme
allowing pursuit of the prodigal dream
as pillars of industry grind to a halt
artistic endeavors become the default.