Friday, February 05, 2016

Seventh

He always makes me smile
as I watch him learn and grow
adopting his own style
just makes me love him so
almost to the point of tears
has it really been seven years?

Tuesday, February 02, 2016

Conclusive

The nature of reality
eludes the grasp of one like me
I know I see and hear and touch
but is it real? I'm not so much

convinced that what we comprehend
is all there is, as some contend,
though I have never rectified
just what it is that tends to hide

beyond our meager range of sight
(I'm simply not that erudite)
but in my heart I feel one thing
the peace that only love can bring.

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Savy Tavi?

You will don
what I've got on
conformity is air
you have no choice
just heed my voice
and I will lead you there
androgyny
is bound to be
the lack of self we share
they'll televise
my stylish lies
till I begin to wear.

Thursday, January 07, 2016

Disconsolate

And once again the threshold dims
the darkest shadows fall
from one whose mandatory whims
will dictate to us all

to take us to that better place
where fear and pain must end
but still the tears roll down my face
I miss you trusted friend.

Wednesday, January 06, 2016

Uninformed

I loved the sky when it was blue
and everything I thought I knew
was the way they said it was
because some genius sneered because;
instead I feel a gnawing fear
catastrophe is drawing near
to change the face of mother earth
and level everybody's worth
but hopefully I'm paranoid
and there is nothing to avoid
so we can spin along our way
and maybe make a better day.

Thursday, December 24, 2015

Report

They're back to talking heads
you know what that must mean
that soon they will be dead
contrived by the machine
and everything we're fed
will be served on a blue screen

and if you choose to eat
you're in for a surprise
the stuff they say is meat
while pleasing to the eyes
will leave you incomplete
a smorgasbord of lies

their gag-inducing course
that's trussed with many strings
as they amass a force
to guard the would-be kings
that will not feel remorse
when the concussion rings.

Monday, December 21, 2015

Spoiler

A long time ago
in a galaxy far away
we were given quite a show
a masterful display
of storytelling that could make
a lump within ones throat
but now they've done a modern take
to shamelessly promote
political correctness
to a sickening degree
and I will just ignore this mess
for no one forces me.

Saturday, December 19, 2015

Thanksgiving

Is our destruction imminent
or can we somehow circumvent
the dreadful dragon's charismatic ploy
by being much more diligent
avoiding reasons to repent
and praising God with gratitude and joy?


***Hi all! As you may be able to tell from the title I meant to post this last month and also to celebrate my 10 year anniversary of doing this blog. I can't believe a decade has passed and how much writing I accomplished in that time. My great desire is still to somehow put out a book and maybe even do this for a living but as for now I am still your hard working, God fearing, occasionally cranky but always original Average Poet, so thanks to all who have stopped by and here's to 10 more years of creativity. Merry Christmas everyone!!!***

Sunday, December 13, 2015

Dry Enough

I can't believe the lot I chose
to help relieve unneeded clothes,
the price for pleasure? A wealth of woes!

This skirmish I have not yet won
to not become my mother's son
keeps forcing me to die or run

as I attempt to purge the pine
and every pity - party line
to spare you all my spoiled whine.

Friday, December 11, 2015

Didn't Think I Would

I don’t miss work
Like those who think that sloth’s okay—
I don’t. Miss work
And every condescending smirk
The bosses send my way?
It just isn’t worth the pay!
I don’t miss work.

Tuesday, December 08, 2015

Patriot Act!

Idealistic talk
Does little more than balk
The realistic few
Who would much rather do

Sensationalistic fools
Pass reprehensible rules
Designed to dampen liberty
Submit or fight to say you're free

Saturday, December 05, 2015

Knowing Parts

I know that things are changing
As to how we all are seen
And I've witnessed styles ranging
From obnoxious to obscene
But if your hair is in a bun
Then dude, your manhood's done!

Sunday, November 29, 2015

Drifting

With each unremarkable day
my moorings are losing their grip,
I feel myself slipping away

the fibers are starting to fray
as I disconnect from the slip
with each unremarkable day

and drift towards the unending gray.
Most think it a lighthearted quip
'I feel myself slipping away'

but it's truer than I care to say
while forfeiting starch from my lip
with each unremarkable day

and trying my best to belay
this less-than-enjoyable trip.
I feel myself slipping away

and though I would much rather stay
my vessel has begun to dip--
with each unremarkable day
I feel myself slipping away.

Monday, November 23, 2015

Posthumous

My memories leave me hollow
like the crumbling shell that stands
a monument to shallow
sycophants with greedy hands

there's no one more complacent
than a fool who's satisfied
until they lie adjacent
to the rest who never tried.

Thursday, November 12, 2015

Caesura

There are those who hang on every word you say
and some that wish you would just go away
I seem to be meeting the latter today

so graciously I shall desist
from asking if you get my gist
and humbly as I can -- exist.