Thursday, October 20, 2016

Don't Bite

The archetypal Eve
would have us all believe
the fruit that she profers is good to eat

but she is so corrupt
the juices will erupt
with rotteness resulting in defeat.

Tuesday, October 18, 2016

Happily Never After

The haggard old harpy was making a flap
with every tirade just inventing more crap
the orangutan bristled with each new attack
and as he grew tighter his hair lost its slack
but while we debate who's the bigger disgrace
that harridan harpy is stealing the race
and our crumbling kingdom shall suffer chagrin
for the deadliest scavenger slithered right in.

Friday, October 14, 2016


As branches shed their summer green
I watch the butterflies convene
on tiny blooms that still remain
before the warmth begins to wane
their vibrant little petal/gems
aglow like royal diadems
belonging to a sylvan queen.

The autumn sky is sapphire blue
and though the winter must ensue
I'll savor this exquisite day
expressing thanks for His display
upon a humbly taken knee
with naught but loving praise towards He
who died for us, as is His due.

Saturday, October 08, 2016


Complacency has cost me much
the deficit disturbing
refusing to condemn my crutch
compounds a constant curbing

of all ambitions I accrue
to cultivate a calling
of recompense without the rue
of fiscal follies falling.

Sunday, October 02, 2016

Missing a Spot

Domestication's wearing, your apron will get frayed
for it requires devotees to clean all messes made
but while we're busy making sure the small stuff hits the bin
we overlook the chaos of the current fix we're in.

Wednesday, August 31, 2016


I don't miss the dull diaspora
or dust covered synthetic flora
as fake as the bits that just bore ya

the saccharine spiels simulated
for managing mules motivated
by cons that they'll be compensated.

Saturday, August 27, 2016


A cook that can't stomach folks
will more than likely be blue
unlike the unctuous golden yolks
he beats with palpable rue
but there's no need for him to stew
it's not even worth a debate
for bitterness is bound to ensue
with a chip upon the plate.

Wednesday, August 24, 2016


You can get away with murder if you know how to hide
behind a piece of tarnished tin displayed with impish pride
and though connections keep you from a case you can't defend
a higher court is guaranteed to judge you in the end.

Tuesday, August 16, 2016


My feet flash compliance
complete with a swoosh
I reek of reliance
my gray matter mush

resolving decisions
with lies I'm supplied
by those whose revisions
keep my laces tied.

Saturday, August 13, 2016


You seek a mystery culprit
but just can't seem to admit
that you're the one who instigates
the lion's share of shit
as you furiously knit
your brows into a scowl that baits
an unsuspecting twit
into sparring till they quit

Tuesday, August 09, 2016


Our days are numbered
so skip the math
and being encumbered
by pointless wrath

embrace each morning
like it's your last
for without warning
it could be past,

exalt the glory
of God above
and write your story
with words of love.

Sunday, August 07, 2016


They're trying to increase their lot
(at least I think that's the plot
for any venture to succeed
more oftentimes than not)

but must the constant bid for more
destroy the copse next door?
Compelled by corporate sanctioned greed
the growling backhoes gore.

Tuesday, August 02, 2016

With Her

Laughable liberal labels
Clinging cabalistic cables
Suspending suspect sorrows
Taint triumphant tomorrows.

Sunday, July 31, 2016


It seems my mind was never sold
on all the lies that we've been told
and now that I am getting old
I question everything I've known.

Have I ever seen the real
or is it just an endless spiel
designing how we think and feel
so we will mindlessly condone

the less-than-compensating wage
that keeps us in a stagnant age
too tired to express our rage
against the few that claim they own

the very world on which we feed
manipulating every need
that motivates our hapless breed
until, at last, they're overthrown.

Wednesday, July 27, 2016

On You

The wages of sin
negate any gains
until you begin
exposing the veins
the prick of a pin
or fermented grains
will buy you a grin
but woe never wanes.