Monday, February 26, 2007

Odd Man Out

See all the brilliant minds expressing their conjectures
formulating treatises of lower case lectures
dispensing garbled imagery with cryptic connotations
and splendidly sublime allegorical iterations;
while here in my strange little land
I prattle on, morosely bland
constructing embankments of sand
for reasons I don’t understand.

Friday, February 23, 2007

Aw Nuts

I watch it leap from limb to limb
an auburn flash amongst the white
inspired by a gnawing whim
to sate a growling appetite
devising ways to somehow skim
the ever thicker winter blight
then fixing me with eyes that say I’m stuck
I whisper “Join the club my friend, good luck.”

Thursday, February 22, 2007


Confounded by conflicting quirks that make me who I am
I waiver at the threshold of belief before I slam
the door so viciously the hinges come undone
to strand me here within a world I’ve always sought to shun.

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Whistle Stop

Subdued amidst the sundry bric-a-brac
a dustless frame displays a fading smile
that once bespoke of willows by the track
and sighing tendrils hiding us a while.
As hyacinth and jasmine breezes blew
we’d tarry in the early summer sun,
frenetic lovers rolling in the dew
quite certain that our time had just begun;
until that night, seduced by perfect lines
you chased the midnight musk of distant stars,
I wept beneath the boughs as our designs
were hauled away on lurching vacant cars.

I hear the horse’s herald echo shrill,
your picture shudders from my nightly chill.

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Living on the Ebb

We try for all we’re worth (we think)
to fraternize accordingly
suppressing our own fearful stink
with fragrances that cloyingly

the tiny chance for true rapport
which flashes from the grim milieu
but then just like the distant shore
only ever seems to

Sunday, February 18, 2007


Uproarious assaults
on uncontested faults
do little to dissuade jaded winks
as characters display
internal dismay
which once past the colon stinks.

Friday, February 16, 2007

Keep The Salt Handy

The promise of dreams is misleading
implying you’ve found what you’re needing
as argent persuasions
disguise the abrasions
which leave you confounded and bleeding.

Thursday, February 15, 2007

As The Crow Flies

They take to flight
at dawns first light
as though the bright redemption might
disable their
command of air
to ground them here without a prayer,
while christening the snow encrusted town
with fluffy trinkets of the blackest down
which flutter in a howling winter wind
that further revolutions will rescind.
Mired in this never ending drift
I quickly grasp the beauty of their gift.

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Blah Blah Blahs

Your rhetoric just makes me sick
it’s so damn patronizing
mismanagement to this extent
deserves some penalizing
but legerdemain and drivel reign
where substance once was king
to downplay losses caused by bosses
that couldn’t lead hornets to sting.

Friday, February 09, 2007

Only Friend

An amber imp is born
another life will soon be torn
The menace quickly gains
a foothold in supporting grains
A cache of sap explodes
unsettled by such searing goads
The framework kisses dirt
and still this fiend is not inert
At last the pest subsides
but ever in the pit resides.

Thursday, February 08, 2007

One Off

Stringent expectations can prohibit true success
always keep some options on the table,
but never shed conviction when encumbered by the press
of those who need to see a certain label.

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Wake Up Call

Each morning they await me in a gnarly elm out front
these unrepentant scavengers forever on the hunt,
my further life convinces them to seek another prize
beyond a pearly moon ascending opalescent skies.

So off they flap to roost beside some distant domicile
indifferent to the denizens that curse them all the while
excited by the prospect of a consolation treat
their lusty caws reverberate across an empty street

to echo through developments that sport a brick façade
and settle with finality upon the frosty sod—
pronouncements of a paradox that ultimately lies
beyond the pearly moon ascending opalescent skies.

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Gazed and Bemused

A crimson fire crowns the crest
of rolling hills in search of rest
for soon a quilt of stars will be unfurled
while billions and billions of miles away
a kindred spirit from yesterday
stared in mutual wonder at our world.

Friday, February 02, 2007

Gab Fest

As crispy whispers rattle on a dry autumnal breeze
vermillion, gold and orange trinkets gild effusive trees
that soon will have to scrawl their thoughts across a chalky sky
with naked limbs that seek the song of spring to rectify.