Bedfellows

Impatiens are haughty
And try to push out
Petunia who’s pouty
And filled with dark doubt

But with proper pruning
They’ll not just survive
They may start communing
And learn how to thrive.

Yuk

Exuberance can be excused
Impertinence implies
That you assumed I’d be amused
You never were that wise.

Morass

Equality is tricky
You can’t be too picky
We all get a shot
Because if not
The rules get sticky.

No Contest

The game ensues
Won’t play? You lose
Prefer to win?
You must be in

So pay those dues!
The game ensues
An endless test
Of Who’s the Best?

For only those
With fancy clothes
The game ensues
It’s all a ruse

To make you try
To be their guy
It’s time to choose
The game ensues.

Prick

Regardless how many flowers you plant
With every hateful rant
You show what blooms within your heart
The thorny truth will smart.

Unwanted

I contemplate my glaring lack
of reasons to behave
and fight this inner urge I have
to simply shrug and cave
And though I never will concede
To lust I can control
I have to counteract the greed
Which taints my weary soul.

Exclusive

Obviously oblivious
She drank herself carefree
Her lover was lascivious
And had a tart or three
Thank goodness I am penniless
And can’t afford the fee.

Foundational

Are you sated by structure and all it entails
Like rigid adherence to rules or it fails?
There isn’t a blueprint to build happiness,
Just love a lot more and demand a bit less.

Uplifting

Always keep moving up
It’s really the best way to go
Though sometimes life gets tough
Don’t let it get you low

I hope all your dreams come true
And God overflows your cup
Remember how much I love you
Always keep moving up.


***Look at these two amazing young men. One moving up to middle school/junior high, the other to high school already. So happy they are doing well and wishing them nothing but the best. If you want to see how much Westin has grown check my post from February 5th 2010.***

Phase Doubt

Venus flirts with someone new
Who's not too bright, but such is woo
At times the ones that we attract
Grow darker than they first act.

Backslash

I was never trying to be somebody
Just seeing what I could do
All you’ve done is make me feel cruddy
What did I do to you?

Let’s see: pretty much everything
You request is faithfully done
While you go on eviscerating
Me, it hasn’t been fun.

With luck you’ll come to realize
How vicious you have been
As I seek ways to minimize
The knife you wield again.

Yanks

With programmed pomp and circumstance
A humored thrall will proudly dance
Until instructed to refrain
By those that like to yank the chain.

Rocked

If it’s good, I did it
If not, it wasn’t me,
Cain, who thought he hid it
Forgot how God can see

Never forfeit virtue
To feign your innocence
The truth can only hurt you
If you have no good defense

True Blue

The intervals you choose
Will decorate your blues
Just follow how you feel
And never mute your zeal
Reject the rock star ruse
To resonate the real.

Exchange

At times I get so busy
I have no time to think
When you’re so tired you’re dizzy
It’s hard to be succinct

For everything is blurry
And focus is a must
I cannot stop mid-scurry
To scratch runes in the dust

But once my mind has rested
It starts to generate
Such thoughts my brain’s congested
Until I ventilate.

Middle of Nowhere

I’m out in the middle of nowhere
Jamming my way home
Completely lost but I don’t care
I just need to be alone

The highway stretches out in front of me
As long as I keep moving I feel free
I've got enough gas to get me someplace new
As far as I can be away from you

Blast

Play the game
Alter aim
One more loss
That’s so lame

Don’t be tame
Time to maim
Best the boss
Shed your shame.

Misfire

Sometimes when you do
You wish that you had not
The question: If you knew
Would you still have shot?

Interview

Is everything a poem to you?
I suppose you could say that’s true.
Do you always think in rhyme?
Every day, all the time.
Is nothing safe where you’re concerned?
A reputation proudly earned.
And when will you complete this task?
Never, so nice of you to ask.

Out There

I absorb, regurgitate
Then wonder Did I just create?
Are we sadly doomed to live
A long and pale derivative?

I'm sorry, but I must confess
That I’m a filthy reprobate
Without two f@#ks to give,
The goal is simply this: Express.

Instigator

Searching for solace In the succor of semantics
The bosom of irreverence to nurse repressed romantics
Nourishing the nonchalant with nonsense naughtily
To help harass the huffy sort that humph so haughtily.

Accessories

I’m not sure If you believe
Or just don’t want to question
The pundits who deceive
To foster misconception

For anything politicized
Is more than likely fake
They don’t want John Q apprised
Of how much they will take

The only thing more frustrating
Than living in a lie
Is those who keep perpetuating
As freedom slowly dies.

Getting Together

I really have zero to say
That anyone wants to hear
It’s just a typical day
In another stagnant year
And despite being your peer
I never did belong
Resistant to reminders dear
Of when my life went wrong

And although nothing much has changed
I’ve learned to live with being estranged.

Have Your Cake

One and one
Is eleven son
Now go make sure
To have some fun

Today’s your day
So laugh and play
Before tomorrow
Steals away.

Best Friend

I think of my companions through the years
The wagging tails and furry floppy ears
A gift from someone to humanity?
Just spell DOG backwards and you’ll see.

Ripe

Once, I was sturdy and agile
Now I feel awkward and fragile
Unable to make my nostrils clench
Getting queasy from the stench

Of flesh that has begun to turn
Quite anxious for a chance to earn
Redemption where I’ve been remiss
Before I brave the dark abyss.

Decency

Endless pursuit
Of a point that’s moot
Is just like being a crusty old boot
That makes one’s face
A dancing place
So always try to lead with grace.

Multiplicity

It’s three thirty three
Oh woe is me
I heard bad things
Come in three
Or was it good things?
I'm not sure
If so can’t wait
For four forty four.

Recycle

Look at the debris
Of this society
Everything is centered around pleasure
If we don’t agree
On a cleaner way to be
The misery will be too much to measure.

Downshift

Adjustments made
To clear the curve
Make sure the grade
Won’t cause a swerve.