Rerun

With each static day
The outcome's more gray
Much like a vintage black and white TV
Regardless where I hit
It’s just the same old shit
The universe regurgitates for me
I’ve had about all I can take
The time has come for a station break.

Fusion

In the heat of a sun
We command
An exploration that’s never done,
In the heat of a sun
We expand.

From the light of a star
We derive
How far away our neighbors are,
From the light of a star
We survive.

Overkill

I tried to date it back
only a day you see
but gave it such a whack
it jumped a month -- weeee!

Vindictive

I learned long ago how to be
If not happy — at least carefree
And it bothers those who are prone
To constantly piss and moan
For their type really hate to see
Someone stand on their own.

Bristled

I always try my best to not complain
Until I can no longer take the strain
Compelled to confess my life’s a joke
A bear I recommend you never poke.

Acknowledgement

I love to hear the songbirds sing
Their lilting madrigal of grace
When heralding the start of spring,

The morning air will brightly ring,
A tired pulse picks up its pace.
I love to hear the songbirds sing

It means my cheeks no longer sting
As old man winter smacks my face.
When heralding the start of spring

The robins and the sparrows fling
Themselves into the frantic race.
I love to hear the songbirds sing

And every noise they tend to bring
It means we’re all still in the chase.
When heralding the start of spring

Within our minds we’re reckoning
How many more we’ll relish in this place.
I love to hear the songbirds sing
When heralding the start of spring.

Decimated

Mathematics or geometry
Numbers or the shapes we see
Which is better? Don’t ask me
My area is poverty.

Antithesis

When I briefly believed I belong
I fraternized with the throng
And did my best to get along

Until I became too aware
That most people just don’t care
And I knew I didn’t share

A bond that was all that strong
Revealing how I was wrong
When I briefly believed I belong.

Versifier

I’m not qualified whatsoever
Far from eloquent or clever
Misunderstood by mice and men
But I have my moments every now and then.

Hospitable

The grackles have come back
And cackle for a snack
I offer up stale bread
One nods a blue green head
And as it swoops to snatch its meal
I smile at the warmth I feel.

Deflation

Another plan awry
another heavy sigh
another aching sore
a heavy sigh once more

I long for some success
but life is one big mess
I wish that I could buy
another. Heavy sigh.

Untangled

Everywhere I see failure
Is everywhere I’ve been
It seems to be my nature
A misfit among men

I can’t pretend I’m bothered
By disapproving stares
And thus I've blithely squandered
Opportunities to spare

And everyday the ruins
Of past defeats remind
A chump whose luck is truant
don’t get too entwined.

Groovy

Roots require room to spread
So put some rocks in your flowerbed
To help your blooms offset the stress
You could say they are stoned I guess.

Pass

He was into racing
She wasn’t into chasing
And slowly disappeared in his mirror

He thought she was lonely
But found she was only
Teasing, but didn’t want him nearer

Sometimes a reflection
Can show a new direction
Just a little bit clearer.

Overdue

Tulips transplanted
May struggle to rise
Until they’re emboldened
By winter’s demise
Completely enchanted
As Robin’s reprise
Makes them beholden
To bright sunny skies.