Don't Bug Me

With the acrimony of a killer bee
that would die to defend the hive
I likewise protect what's dear to me
till someone's no longer alive

so don't you try stealing my honey thief
or mess with those I call my own
for I will return tenfold your grief
with a heart that's colder than stone.

Game?

Be sure to grip
the coin you flip
for if you slip
your odds will dip

attempt to throw
the dice just so
before you know
your chances go

divide the deck
with pride in check
you may not wreck
your pretty neck.

Proceeds

The golden ingots blanch
once taken from the branch
as part of the withdrawal
to cover costs of Fall
then barren banks of white
contribute to the plight
until the dividend
of Spring makes green again.

Spectral

The sky was so intensely blue
I questioned my perception
and asked a perfect stranger who
gave this obscure reception:
"To focus on the hue
is a common misconception."

Instantly intrigued I said,
"I'm feeling some confusion."
And he replied, "Just try instead
to shun the vast profusion
of lies that have you quite misled
in mazes of illusion.

Conformity breeds preconceived
and boring expectations
there's so much more to be perceived
without those limitations."
And then (although I scarce believed)
he vanished like my reservations.

So Low

The moment that was ours to share
blew quicker than a breath of air
which seemed to be in short supply
when I woke up and you weren't there

you didn't leave a note goodbye
or any inkling as to why
but if I'm being truly fair
I'm not the nicest guy.

Distinguished

My first indiscernible clue
was fuzziness clouding my view
and then I began to observe
a gradual dip in my verve

My bones felt a chill from the creep
of a need for continual sleep
as I noticed a troubling gain
in motion relatable pain

My hopes to encounter success
seemed every gray day to be less
and that's when my blood ran cold
for I knew I was getting old.

Connection

For Dave King


Just surfing through the mire
of delusion and desire
to feel the kindred fire
of those that would aspire
to lift our species higher
with insights that inspire
they toil and then tire
unexpectedly expire
and I watch it all transpire
through a flimsy copper wire.

Cereal Killers

Their toxins are tasty
but make no mistake
they're deadlier than you may know
so don't be too hasty
inhaling that flake
unless you're impatient to go.

Juncture

It seems the world may end despite our high ideals
and when the judgment passes there will be no more appeals
those happy thoughts aren't working as we dizzily descend
despite our high ideals it seems the world may end.

Is a unified approach our only chance to last?
It's tough to say as we have never done it in the past
but as we feel destructive forces threaten to encroach
our only chance to last is a unified approach.

Prospects

Beyond a precipice
the void is vast
but once you feel the kiss
of icy blast
you opt for bliss
and leap at last.

Across a stormy sea
the shore is far
but if you frame the fury
of a guiding star
to some degree
you'll find you are.

Throughout the world we share
the truth is gold
its scarcity makes it rare
and misers seek to hold
what's free as air
and can't be sold.

Plenty

How can victory seem so sweet?
I've never had a bite to eat
although I help to cook the fare
my platter stays unduly bare
I only ask my proper share
but never taste the treat

perhaps my aims are much too high
my belly smaller than my eye
the crumbs I scrounge have worked so far
and who defines what victories are?
there's one drawback to being a star:
it's lonely in the sky.

Sensitivity

The only thing I feel
is a need that's ever gnawing
to know I'm real—

The only thing I hear
are whispers of oblivion
and it seems near—

The only thing I taste
is charred remains of entropy
as it lays waste—

The only thing I see
is the shadow of illusion
that's surrounding me—

The only thing I know
is love must be my mission
for God said so.

Refurbishing

As I try to stretch my pen
I'm reminded yet again
of the limits of my unpretentious cave
it's guarded and gloomy
and isn't very roomy
restricting how I'm likely to behave

My first inclination
is intensive renovation
allowing much more light to filter in
and then perhaps I'll see
all the good things that can be
and throw the useless rubbish in the bin.

Benefit

The sheep have been issued their monthly reward
for guzzling from the umbilical cord
brandishing plastic like a mythical sword
they're swiping much more than the till can afford.

Alert

The farmer stalks the corn
this lovely autumn morn
for soon it must be shorn

resigned to being downed
it listens for the sound
an ear upon the ground.