Leveled

Will we know
a new plateau
has been attained
or will we go

on even planed
forever reigned
by those that show
how honor’s waned.

Statement

The banal reporter was brief:
“Parents of the shooter express their grief.”
and then their attempt at grace:
“We don’t even know how this took place.”
But I bet they rushed right back to their TV
to find out what their excuse should be.

Pink Lady

I know my surface seems hard
it is compared to yours
but it’s just heavily scarred
from former fruitless wars
where the only lasting damage was
a stone that dreams, but seldom does.

Amidst the smoking aftermath
your tenderness took root
and shaded me from further wrath
while yielding precious fruit
whose luscious bounty beckons me—
oh how sweet that flesh must be.

Omelet

Crack an egg
part the shell
watch it drop
think of hell
boldly beg
things go well
another plop
fears dispel
hungers swell.

Grizzly

Kroager the Ogre
was vile and vulgar
and smelled ten times worse than he looked
his odor exuded
while nose hair protruded
from a beak that was horribly hooked

his teeth were all rotten
his dreams misbegotten
his clothes were attrociously stained
he'd stomp through the village
too plundered to pillage
and scare anyone that remained.

He wasn't just homely
but terribly lonely
and longing for someone to squeeze
his arms were so burly
he made others surly
with hugs that would buckle their knees

until he alighted
on someone delighted
to take all the love he could share
and now he's seen waving
when occasionally shaving
his comrade, a clingy brown bear

Fixer

Every strand within a string
is pulling on a different thing
and all the twists throughout the twine
are often put there by design
for our unraveling,

and furthermore the fiber’s fraught
with catenary that will get caught
wherever there’s a little burr
and then a defect will occur
when it’s pulled taut

but as the ancient shuttle zooms
to interlace both glee and glooms
I’ll try to free up every snag
and help eliminate the drag
whatever looms.

Grounded

The true key to happiness isn’t round
it isn’t square or skeletal or thick
but there does seem to be some kind of trick
initiates perform before it’s found,
their constant smiles enough to make one sick
I mean come on, their joy is that profound
that nothing negative could ever ground
them from their flighty ‘carefree spirit’ shtick?
Well all the bubbly banter in the blue
can’t change the fact that sometimes life goes wrong
regardless if you’re flying high or low
there really isn’t much that you can do
but here’s my tip on how to get along
it’s knowing when to let the small things go.

Good Mourning

The somber sepulcher
was vexed by a vulture
convinced that his crassness was actually culture,
a case correspondent
on if the respondent
is driving up daisies or dwelling despondent.

Biblical Proportions

The rooms are endless in Our Father’s home
as is the substance of the Holy Ghost
Eternity rests in a finite tome
and those that ask the least will get the most.

Lame

Update
infiltrate
assassinate
your character
download
dead-end road
too much is owed
the register
streamline
redesign
'the fault's not mine'
society
Oh my
less than spry
we're crippled by
our vanity.

Moving

I scout the dancefloor with a glance
to see if I can find
a spot where our two hearts can dance
seductively combined
I mull why music and romance
are tightly intertwined
until her rhythm sparks a trance
that captivates my mind.

Heavy

Fleet of foot and light of heart
my youthful days were so carefree
but then I watched the curtains part
for the epic of humanity

aware I'd be forever guaged
by every other glaring eye
that found itself as tightly caged,
resigned to ever pry

I felt my stride become impaired
my veins transferring lead
it seemed that no one truly cared
despite what they had said.

Fleet of foot and light of heart
my youthful days were so carefree
until the inauspicious start
of doubt inside of me.

Establishment

A humble temple can contain
more than mansions of the vain
and structure doesn’t always define
the hearth we worship as divine.

Not Working

When entitlements begin
people grow an extra hand
and a bigger grin
acquiring that top name brand
without spending a single dime
while shameful taxes climb.

I know I go to work each day
whether I want to or not
I have these things called bills to pay
and it seems that I have a lot
so why should I and others too
have to pay the takers due?

Fossil Fuel

As vital resources grow more and more scant
I’ve got to dig deeper to find
the energy needed, but boy if I can’t
reserves may have been over-mined.

Espousal

Dedicated with love to my wife on Valentine's Day


My love is loquacious
agreeably gracious
and her affable heart
is especially spacious

it always seems able
(without a new gable)
to not bust apart
from a towering table

while constantly showing
with love overflowing
beyond any chart
one special worth knowing.

Ruts

The clouds look like furrows in the sky
awaiting someone’s seed so they can cry
perchance a passing spirit will comply

and sow the naked nimbus with a sigh,
the clouds are like furrows in the sky
producing new descendants to deny

a boorish breed whose bruises multiply
the wrinkles of a God that wonders why
the clouds look like furrows in the sky.

Command

How could one with such a perfect voice
be as flawed as you or I
it seems to all come down to choice
the rite for which we'll die

at least we had a chance to hear
her exaltations ring
before the maker brought her near
to help the angels sing.


***RIP Whitney Houston***

Heroes

The 'glory of battle' -- a farce
for a race whose virtues are sparse
perhaps we should hold parades
for those adverse to cannonades
and ceremoniously decorate
the brave that peacefully conquer hate.

Kingdom of No Rain

I wish that I was tan
from all the sun that I’ve received
but I’m really kind of wan
unlike the bathers who’ve deceived

their eyes with butterflies
and rainbows all day long
that sparkle in the bluest skies
above a smiling throng.

I long to truly comprehend
this joyous little plane
of satisfaction without end
The Kingdom of No Rain,

perhaps someday the clouds will part
so I can see the path
that leads me to a sovereign heart
devoid of pointless wrath.

More or Less

With faculties failing
attributes ailing
and false expectations of comfort curtailing
you may think it’s madness
but if we all had less
perhaps we’d be less predisposed to feel sadness,
we’re born empty handed
and when we’re remanded
become simple spirits unsure where we’ve landed
a humble creation
with one expectation
to grasp at the chance of eternal salvation.

Connectivity

Phineas Funk
the cyborg hunk
had diodes for eyes
and six pin junk

he’d scour the net
through his neural outlet
downloading lies
devoid of regret

he promised some rings
stiff-armed the strings
but naught would arise
by virtual flings

so found one with spunk
and much in her trunk
eliciting sighs
from Phineas Funk.

Boundaries

The freedom from oppression that you seek
has never been an option for the meek
you’re sure you haven’t got another cheek?
How quickly the condemned forget their place
deterring the advancement of our race
through arrogant dismissal of disgrace;
but such is the condition of our kind
obsessed with signing self-indulgent laws
that contradict the only shining rule
and bind us using bonds of blackest ink,
inhibiting the liberty to think
with rhetoric, their most effective tool.
Whenever you feel stuck take time to pause
and learn the limitations in your mind.

Propagation

When pride impales perception—
the conception of deception
but selection of detection
may erect you some protection.

Third

He helps me clean, he helps me cook
he's always helping me
and with his aid I finally shook
the doubt that love is free--

he's such a precious little boy
I tell him when I can
without his most infectious joy
I'd feel like less a man.

Dirty

The acrimony
isn't phony
between the left and right,
it's so amusing
a bit confusing
why they constantly fight
whoever's chosen
won't loosen frozen
gears in this siezed machine
despite the profusion
of greasy collusion
that tarnishes liberty's sheen.

Confirmation

An apocalypse shall come
be it mortal or divine
the overwhelming sum
of our sins has grown malign

and once the world's been trod
beneath the heel of evil's boot
if accused of loving God
will you refute?

Dimming

From week long days
to day long years
encroaching grays
declining peers
and fear that preys
upon your tears—
eventide ever nears.

The sun grows cold
esteems will stall
no stack of gold
despite how tall
can ease the scold
when ravens call
as eventide begins to fall.

Substitute

You try to never hold a grudge
but this resentment just won’t budge
while forced to prettify the plate
of he who taught you how to hate:
his angry, sneering, pock-marked face
a memory you can’t erase
along with all the pointless pain
delivered with intense disdain,
unprepared to be abused
your confidence was badly bruised
which forced you to escape your hell
by crawling deep within a shell.
Traumatic times can be repressed
though someday they must be addressed
when startled by the bony frame
you thought you’d buried with your shame
for you were raised right from the start
to keep forgiveness in your heart
and while you try to figure how
your hospitality works for now.