Wednesday, December 31, 2014

As If (Anybody Cares)

I loathe the type that won't
desist their boastful blare
but know one thing they don't:
how little I could care

to those who get upset:
forego your fearsome glare
and never do forget
how little I could care.

Tuesday, December 30, 2014


We all are the progeny
of targeted homogeny
so don't you ever dare to deviate
or you will be the enemy
of those with lethal enmity
for independence that may instigate

Monday, December 29, 2014


I know the time is nearing
but blissfully play games
there's not much point in fearing
a god's almighty aims

it's futile to try fighting
the less than holy end
our means are expediting
and when it does descend

I hope my lack of trying
doesn't knock me out of place
or hinder qualifying
for His redemptive grace.

Sunday, December 28, 2014

Backup Plan

At times it seems there's nothing worse
than when your strategy goes south
but I'm prepared to hit reverse
if my foot invades my mouth.

Saturday, December 27, 2014


Attack aggressively
and sometimes you will see
though bruised and sore
your foe will roar
and fight back more ferociously

so plan offenses well
and never waste a shell
the walls you storm
in fiendish form
could trap your troops in hell

Friday, December 26, 2014

Free Ride

Age may be a number
but I'm starting to relate
to the digits that must lumber
down the sidewalk, through the gate
on the day when I will slumber
and finally be sedate
where nothing can encumber
what the void will liberate.

Thursday, December 25, 2014


The present can look pretty from the wrapping that's applied
the contents can sometimes be less so
regardless how you gild it, if there's emptiness inside
the future's bleak; give love to all you know.

***Best of the season to anyone who reads this, regardless what you celebrate do it with people that matter to you and enjoy!***

Wednesday, December 24, 2014


Some thrive on rules
I think they're for fools
but then I've always been
apart from other men
except for this eve
when I truly believe
we all are one
Merry Christmas, I'm done.

Tuesday, December 23, 2014

Demonstrate Civility

Whether criminal or cop
you're mourned if you have bled
but we can never drop
the quest for rights, that said
when's it gonna stop
when everyone is dead?

Monday, December 22, 2014

Corrupt Code

This culture of denial
will only last a while
and at this rate it shouldn't be too long
we're breeding heartless killers
who love to topple pillars
for they were never told when they were wrong

we give them medication
a cut rate education
and graphic games where murder is condoned
then stand there unbelieving
while someone else is grieving
the hapless victim slain when they were stoned.

Sunday, December 21, 2014

What the Flock

There are geese on the water
There are geese in the air
just take yourself a gander
there are geese everywhere

they're waddling across the rocks
that line the river's shore
and I don't really give a honk
if I see any more.

Saturday, December 20, 2014

New Phase

Oh shadowy orb with rim afire
avatar of my desire
your iridescent charms ignite
renewed reflections on delight
an item too abstract to find
a feeling only in the mind
and though I can accept the truth
I often think of distant youth
when all I ever did was smile
oblivious to vicious vile
evil vermin of our race
that jeopardize our chance for grace
while way out there in space
that wandering vassal of the night
eludes the rising solar pyre

Friday, December 19, 2014


Those boxes of books?
Still unread
Those questioning looks?
In my head
That moment of glee?
Gone too soon
The void within me?
Big as the moon

Thursday, December 18, 2014

Return Fire!

There are those on this earth
allergic to mirth
convinced they know another's worth

but don't let them mar
your day or scar
you, remind them what a jerk they are.

Wednesday, December 17, 2014


If you are young with nothing to do
it makes one minute seem like two
but once you're old and ready to die
those minutes really start to fly.

Tuesday, December 16, 2014


Officials seem to think it's cool
to let the rabid rant and rave
but the easiest way to control a fool
is give them what they crave;
Desire -- the master's favorite tool
to subjugate the slave

Monday, December 15, 2014


Without a plot
there is no twist
the words you've got
are just a list

so find one lest
you'd like this lot
there is no rest
without a plot.

Sunday, December 14, 2014


The lushness of the lowlands has been slowly stripped away
as naked mothers comb the mist for children gone astray
the river's cold and sluggish as it crawls between the hills
but here on holy ground I seek relief for all my ills
and though I must admit that the horizon starts to fade
a fraction of my fervor keeps me somewhat unafraid.

Saturday, December 13, 2014

Hard Place

Who am I to judge
if you maintain a grudge
I've had my share of feuds
where I refused to budge

but here's a little hint
life's a lonely stint
for anyone who broods
their heart as hard as flint.

Friday, December 12, 2014


I'm seldom in the mood
when I initially wake
for reality to intrude
but it seems I cannot shake
the duties I've accrued
was it all a big mistake?
I'm feeling slightly rude
steer clear for your own sake.

Thursday, December 11, 2014

Get My Drift?

We know the plows go by
when snow accumulates
but can you educate me why
the driver always waits

until my driveway 's clear
to push a glacier through
as they smile ear to ear
and bury us anew?

Well I have had enough this time
and vowed to pay them back
it's just their job, not a crime
but I said no more slack

so I borrowed a dump truck
and filled it with snow
then followed that dumb schmuck
to his house and let go!

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Let it Rain

The clouds are coalescing
their misty forms
precursor storms
which sometimes are a blessing

for lands that need hydration
where fields have burned
and things have turned
into a conflagration.

Tuesday, December 09, 2014


The moon drew nearer as I combed my hair
and skies for signs but none were there
and while I straightened out my part
it pulled on my entangled heart
which snarled into a painful knot
that deeply bothered me, but not
as much as staring at the breach
that keeps desire beyond my reach.

Monday, December 08, 2014

Toll or Tally?

It's critical to measure
like when you have to bake
but not always a pleasure
like how much one can take

of petty people prying
or those that try to break
your will with pointless lying
because they're so damn fake

or how long one can suffer
with guilt they cannot shake
instead of times they buffer
another person's ache.

Sunday, December 07, 2014


December air is deceptively crisp
and yields a sky without a wisp
so you can watch the jets progress
as lines of white that coalesce
like magic in the blue expanse
and fade as fast as they advance
the same as we, the builders of
these steely steeds that streak above.

Saturday, December 06, 2014

Back Petal

The earth was my womb
the heavens my tomb
encrusted with stars that alleviate gloom
you cannot exhume
disciples of doom
so spare me your sorrowful symbolic bloom.

Friday, December 05, 2014


What have we gained from all of our clashes
an ocean of blood that's covered with ashes
and how do we shine despite dark desires
by borrowing light from elysian fires
when inspiration arrives in flashes
to anyone who aspires

Thursday, December 04, 2014


We are all of us in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars- The Pretenders

Boundaries have been
the bane of good men
since our antecedents first breathed
they learned to break through
and try something new
when their curiosity seethed

we currently face
a chance to embrace
redemption for any past scars
but some cling to rage
while others engage
in a mission to visit new stars.

Wednesday, December 03, 2014


A field of corn
that goes unshorn
defies the cold
with golden scorn

for it has worn
the sun each morn
and will not fold
as drifts adorn.

Tuesday, December 02, 2014

Fertile Ground

Make sure what keeps you rooted
can never be polluted
by toxic seepage from the world of woe
keep everything organic
and you won't have to panic
whatever you may sow will surely grow.

Monday, December 01, 2014


A crow inspects a garbage bin
it's darting eyes as black as sin
but finds no decent fare within

then soars above the brown decay
where I could swear just yesterday
the hill was lush and green and gay

beneath a sky so blue and vast
our problems never seemed to last
but sadly, that was in the past.

Sunday, November 30, 2014


The pond has icy skin
but no one dares to skate
it's far too frail and thin
and will not tolerate
the slightest bit of weight

just wait a few more weeks
until you know it's set
the wind will sting your cheeks
but you won't get wet
and glide without regret.

Saturday, November 29, 2014

Fresh Bilge

A sudden storm can doom
a vessel bound to fail
when gales abruptly loom
we gurgle or we bail.

Friday, November 28, 2014

Blowing (Up)

I watch my neighbor try to blow wet leaves
through the fence he had erected
like trying to stuff big hairy legs in sleeves
they simply get rejected
and I laugh at the ironic web life weaves
but he looks less collected

Thursday, November 27, 2014


I think of all the things I'm thankful for
and realize the list has really grown
but respectfully I plead for something more
the time to make my gracious thank yous known.

Wednesday, November 26, 2014


I've been a bit too distracted
just doing the things I must do
with prepping and cleaning
and crazy careening
to possibly pen a protracted
attempt at prose for you

but today I've had time to ponder
between each unshakable task
and moments for jotting
or playfully plotting
the thoughts of a mind prone to wander
in search of new questions to ask.

Tuesday, November 25, 2014


Belay your excitement
we all face indictment
for biases learned or innate,
to those so offended:
what fence have you mended,
and tell me, what color is hate?

Monday, November 24, 2014

All In

Scour the muck
you may have luck
get dirty to see
what treasure might be.

Sunday, November 23, 2014


It started as summer was ending
a duty we couldn't defer
contorted, but never done bending
we keep going back to the stir

to comfort a child convicted
of breaking the law of the few
and suffering what was inflicted
by lying enforcers in blue.

Saturday, November 22, 2014

Carry On

There isn't much to say
but no one's worried anyway
for silence isn't hard to misconstrue
and so I'll be a sport
remembering to keep it short
we all have other things we'd rather do.

Friday, November 21, 2014


You can see it on the face
of those that stare into space
and think ignorance is grace.

they drool just a tad
but I can't ever get mad
for it is simply sad.

Thursday, November 20, 2014

No Fare

Preventive measures never ranked that high
upon the list of things I had to do
we can't forestall the fact that we will die
but maybe we can help reduce our rue
and with this in mind I'm making a vow
to forego the crispy fruit of the sow.

Wednesday, November 19, 2014


I rant
to my aunt
whose cares
are scant

she shrugs
and then bugs
my cuz
for drugs

once high
she will lie
for a buzz
even die.

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Greener Pastures

Shadows swoop across the fields
as clouds go drifting by
the endless wonder nature wields
is pleasing to the eye
the golden patch where men have sown
is interlaced with green
and, from where I stand, alone
it's achingly serene.

Monday, November 17, 2014


Distorted moaning laughter howls
outside my window pane
the mid-november skyline scowls
with swirling gray disdain

the bony trees with wrinkled skin
are now completely bare
and clatter, so withdrawn and thin
like skeletons everywhere

this tired year is almost through
it's slowing to a crawl
I long for brilliant skies of blue
as snow begins to fall.

Sunday, November 16, 2014

Oh Yeah!

In a land without labels
how would you be hailed
and would innuendos
still be thinly veiled
and heated exchanges
or pitiful shame
might never exist
for we'd all be the same

identical, yes...
that's the way we should be
so perfectly programmed
there's no flaw to see
and if we get lucky
we won't have to think
I hope you like kool-aid
the national drink.

Saturday, November 15, 2014

Silent Majority

It's not about what's best
but who can say they're right
while banging on their chest
and furthering the fight

that propagates the myth
that voting is a choice
till finding on the fifth
we still can't find our voice.

Friday, November 14, 2014


The tenuous thread which binds us here
is finer than a strand of silk
that sparkles from a sheath of dew
when morning is still fresh and new
and hope sustains our ilk
on tenuous threads that bind us here.

Thursday, November 13, 2014

My Pal

A tree just gave me a peace sign
it's crazy but it's true
the limb extended to the side
the ending split in two
it even seemed to wave at me
as a warmer west wind blew
and I'll never look at other trees
the same way, how bout you?

Wednesday, November 12, 2014


Forgive my lack of fervor
but passion is a murmur
when strident voices strive to prove they're right
in any open forum
the keyword is decorum
so learn to have respect or leave my sight!

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Dodging the Assassin

The last leaf clings
as coldness stings
but in my ears
redemption rings

for there's still time
despite the clime
to make arrears
before the rime.

Monday, November 10, 2014

Word Keepers

If you had unhealthy stiffness
would you seek a law firm
or made the silence pregnant
would you take it full term
if you failed to trim the bushes
would you say you had hedged
if you shatter every promise
were you wrong to have pledged?

Sunday, November 09, 2014


A crooked line of geese flaps by
and undulates across the sky
as though a snake had learned to fly

exploring wispy curls of gray
that pass for clouds this autumn day
while winter surely heads our way

if only I could somehow wake
and levitate just like that snake
oh what a grand escape I'd make

beyond the land of living dead
where I can shuck this shameful dread
a mottled skin that must be shed.

Saturday, November 08, 2014


Who buys Thank You cards
but doesn't send them?
Who picks up the shards
but doesn't mend them?
Who pursues a dream
but ever stumbles
the same who longs to beam
but ever grumbles.

Friday, November 07, 2014


Viruses are colorblind
but what about the cure?
contract one and you just may find
you're not considered pure.

Thursday, November 06, 2014


The moon is tangled in some branches
looking pale and frightened
as though it feels
perhaps it won't escape
but soon it wrestles free to rise
and shine across the sky
inciting every hair to stand
upon my nape
as I stand there agape.

Wednesday, November 05, 2014


I don't need to note details
as long as I keep repeating
the terms that indicate I really care
a needy creature often wails
and I have heard your bleating
you crave idyllic fields? I'll lead you there
and feed you all the buzz words you can bear.

Tuesday, November 04, 2014

Cob Job

Look at you old man, they've shorn away your ears
as you stand gaunt and crooked midst the remnants of your peers
a weary husk too withered to be healed by shedding tears

yet unapologetic for the furrow that you walked
refusing to be swayed when someone favorably talked
a victim of the soulless scythe by which we all are stalked.

Monday, November 03, 2014


We were so inured to waste
we couldn't even see
or hear or touch or taste
the end that had to be

and now it darkly looms
the doors will soon be closed
belief in bullshit dooms
despite the plot proposed.

Sunday, November 02, 2014

Super Sighs

I donned a new shirt
then bought a cold shake
and my just dessert?
A sticky mistake!

Saturday, November 01, 2014

Off Screen

We're all so connected
we've grown out of touch
our duties neglected
distracted too much
far from perfected
but thinking we're such
the plan we've selected
a crumbling crutch.

Friday, October 31, 2014

Have Fun

I heard the news today and laughed
it seems the giant was just a jerk
who now is under staffed
I guess he might have to do some work.

Thursday, October 30, 2014


The monster moans a long metallic sigh
as mournful as a mother's last goodbye
that leaves befuddled siblings asking why

a single purple flower can't delay
November which is only days away
as I remember you and calmly pray

that all your inner demons finally cease
tormenting you which turns into release--
redemption helped you find eternal peace

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Nice Knowing You

Embarrass a man
you're witty and clever
but put down a woman
you're banished forever.

Tuesday, October 28, 2014


The autumn wind blows long and chill
the colored leaves are sparse
I thoroughly distrust my will
as no more than a farce

a laughable production staged
by one who knows his role
and tries to keep the world engaged
but acting takes its toll.

Monday, October 27, 2014

Run Forest!

They try to make us think our place
is far below their state of grace
these criminals in classy suits
will dangle yummy seeming fruits
that those with blind ambitions chase

as single-minded as a bee
in search of pollen rich and free
compelled to ever swoop and dive
and die in service to the hive,
remember -- just avoid that tree!

Sunday, October 26, 2014


The ravenous clouds inhaled the sky
and no one seemed to care but I
quite satisfied to simply sit
upon the earth and not get bit
when suddenly the sun came out
dispersing them, oh what a rout!

Saturday, October 25, 2014


The leaves were like golden confetti
that twirled through the October air
and then someone dressed as a yeti
gave me a sizable scare

I watched all the clowns and the heroes
take part in the yearly parade
and then using singles and zeros
my favorite distraction was played

the colors are slowly receding
and limbs have begun to sag
denial is noted for breeding
a loser that's likely to lag.

Friday, October 24, 2014

Looking for a Win

If my roof didn't leak
it wouldn't rain much
turn my other cheek
and I get struck
I know it's bleak
but it's always been such
now I pray for a streak
where life won't suck.

Thursday, October 23, 2014


Everyone boasts a big title
but nobody does a damn thing
an actual effort is vital
or failure continues to sting.

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Staying vs Walking

My dog will perceptibly flinch
when I have a leash in my hand
but suddenly grows by an inch
and struts around so grand
once I undo the cinch

it seems in a way we're all chained
by choices we cannot undo
despite whatever might be gained
there's one thing that's constantly true:
no one likes being restrained.

Tuesday, October 21, 2014


The puppeteers believe they're kings
and sneer with every glance
for when they twang discordant strings
the whiny weaklings dance

they set the stage so every show
will profit them alone
employing props that never know
their lives are not their own

refuse to bow before these fools
release yourselves my friends
redeem your souls, you are not tools
it's time this madness ends!

Monday, October 20, 2014


Why can't life remain like this
with no major worries at all
instead we barter off our bliss
just for a chance to fall

to plummet through the atmosphere
attracted by the mass
of objects that we get too near
and oftentimes should pass.

Sunday, October 19, 2014


Although the copse is relatively bare
there's one defiant tree with leaves to spare
that look as red as rubies to my eye
and my only explanation as to why
is some will face the end halfheartedly
while others struggle on flamboyantly.

Saturday, October 18, 2014


I'm old enough to know better
but young enough to try
a slightly reserved go-getter
an expert on how to deny

bemused by my constant estrangement
bereft of beliefs to condone
accepting the awkward arrangement
not really aloof, just alone.

Friday, October 17, 2014

Getting It?

The older I get
the stiffer I am
but don't snicker yet
the joke is a scam
it means I can't move
and therefore my thrust
is not towards the groove
it's lampooning lust.

Thursday, October 16, 2014


It's a cinch to be discreet
on a one-way street
your back should be towards
anyone you may meet

but if you're on display
or start to ricochet
off Chevys and Fords
you've gone the wrong way.

Wednesday, October 15, 2014


Suspended by the sweetness of a syrupy embrace
another victim finds itself forever stuck in place
unable to break free from the unrelenting grip
that captivates the innocent, drip by fatal drip.

Tuesday, October 14, 2014


The birches brim with finches
that flit from branch to branch
my increments are inches
but I steadily advance

a single leaf is falling
and dreamily descends
a signal to stop stalling
as summer finally ends.

Monday, October 13, 2014

Looks can be Deceiving

I hide my heart behind a hardened scowl
to counteract it's tender tendencies
for there are many predators that prowl
in search of easy prey with flimsy knees
whose gutting (for the moment) will appease
the biting pangs of greed that tend to growl
within the guts of those with the disease
that makes them act deplorable and foul.
So when they see me glower from afar
they keep a healthy distance out of reach
and I conduct my business purposefully
but once I'm in the safety of my car
I pray (and here I do not mean to preach)
to thank The Lord I didn't have to flee.

Sunday, October 12, 2014


We nurture the aggressive side
then gasp if they break bone
perhaps when there's a crimson tide
they'll say the call was blown.

Saturday, October 11, 2014


"It's not an outbreak." the bureaucrat said on TV
"Just a single case." eyes darting furtively
"It's being handled here." he stammered subdued
then spun on his heel as cameras pursued.
"Begin evacuation" he muttered to his aide
"Of anyone required when decisions must be made
we wouldn't want the whining types to claim we went too far."
And then his burly bodyguard helped put him in the car
which sped away to take him to
a secret hideout known by few
so those that mattered could decide what to do
with any survivors if there even are.

Friday, October 10, 2014

Out of Shape

They'll sculpt your eyes with laser beams
and tighten skin with hidden seams
then dye your hair whatever hue
you're told creates the hippest you

our legends say we come from clay
and I'm inclined to think that way
as molding of one's chosen form
becomes the new conformance norm.

Thursday, October 09, 2014

Good Morning America

What day would you pick to die
and who would you ask to sit there by
the bed (if that is where you'd choose to cease
existing and seek promised peace)?
just swallow that indigo pill
the final demise of your will.

Wednesday, October 08, 2014

The Big Question

Extinction starts with E
Beginning with a B
Obliterating with an O
Life (you guessed it) L
As we know it A?

Tuesday, October 07, 2014


Stay within the pod
anchored to a clod
you'll forever plod

chance the wind to fly
and never just comply
or ever wonder why.

Monday, October 06, 2014

Bully for Me

I should've seen back then
it wasn't all that bad
but no one's that insightful when
they're just a lass or lad

and now what hurts the most
as vision starts to dim
is knowing (not that I would boast)
I could've beaten him.

Sunday, October 05, 2014

Ups and Downs

I watched a monarch's descent
marooned among the crass
unable to repent
for it was quite convinced
that it had too much class
and inwardly I winced

but then in its haphazard way
it swooped and rose again
to flit beyond the walls of gray
and rule the endless blue
while I (adjacent to the pen)
regret I never flew.

Saturday, October 04, 2014

Boob Tube

I'm feeling a bit too logical today
perhaps I should watch TV
and see what all the 'experts' say
is possibly wrong with me

of course the list is long and broad
according to the View
for as a man I'm plainly flawed
at least that's what they spew

It seems the time has finally come
to go and find a cave
and leave behind the shrewish hum
the media mavens rave

there should only ever be one path
we follow if we can
it's common sense, not pointless wrath
against a hapless man.

Friday, October 03, 2014


I place more value on honesty
than anything made out of gold
and offer the ethical amnesty
from those that would withhold
it's such a tragic travesty
when posers start to scold
disciples of the ministry
that propagates their fold.

Thursday, October 02, 2014


I could give a clinic
on how to be a cynic
but no one would be worthy of the fee
for they would fail to listen
as glazing pupils glisten
appalled by all my negativity.

Wednesday, October 01, 2014


Every intersection seems to be another stop
another interruption in the still unfolding flop
that no one will remember and I'd as soon forget
but each new holdup indicates it isn't over yet.

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Common Scents

The musty smell as leaves decay
has rustled up a thought today
that helps dispel this damn dismay:

whatever clout you think you've got
is meaningless within the plot
we're all susceptible to rot.

Monday, September 29, 2014


Majestic maples crowned in gold
with robes of bright vermillion
are truly regal to behold
and rule the Fall Cotillion

the sumacs in the retinue
are flushed from the excitement
while all the pines are green but who
will question their indictment

Sunday, September 28, 2014


It's comical how corporate clowns keep coining phrases meant
to misdirect attention away from their intent
they juggle and they gesture that their greed is truly spent
while fleecing every person that wanders neath the tent

Saturday, September 27, 2014


Some dreams are ever ethereal
but they fortify the soul
their merit immaterial
without them we're not whole

while certain hopes are viable
if they're pursued with heart
no path is more reliable
than working from the start

for practice is a discipline
that perfect passion drives
progressing in this world we're in
is how our chance survives.

Friday, September 26, 2014


The pluses of pity are plain
to those that would harbor a grudge
but that doesn't mean they abstain
belligerent boors seldom budge

unless (of course) they are exposed
for then they will simply deny
that their little minds have been closed
while shamelessly shrieking the lie.

Thursday, September 25, 2014


I took a ride up north
like Cork and I would do
instead of moving forth
I reap redundant rue

but everywhere I look
the colors are sublime
which makes me glad I took
that little slice of time

to fall in Nature's arms
and let her mother me
with therapeutic charms
that temper my ennui.

Wednesday, September 24, 2014


It's hard to grasp what God has planned
but ignorance and faith go hand in hand
so don't you contradict The Boss
you could get nailed for being cross.

Tuesday, September 23, 2014


A bee is buzzing over
the autumn crowns of clover
a busy little rover

it scours every flower
for pollen to devour
despite the dying hour

and covets every kernel
though freedom is supernal
the hive must be eternal.

Monday, September 22, 2014


And thus the fall began
with pouring rain at dawn
a lagging sun so wan
left shadows on the lawn

the leaves abruptly turned
and thus the fall began
as summer was adjourned
it flourished for a span

adhering to the plan
The Architect designed
and thus the fall began
with winter close behind

to ultimately kill
the sinful age of man
we ate our fruity fill
and thus, The Fall began.

Sunday, September 21, 2014


Will anyone know I existed?
I pondered this morning out loud
despite any virtues enlisted
I haven't out distanced the crowd
and sometimes unwisely resisted
attempts at removing my shroud
but still raise my hands double fisted
I've always been me and I'm proud!

Saturday, September 20, 2014

Thin Line

Is there anything more potent than hate
to permeate and motivate
someone down to rise above
their fate? Perhaps the path of love.

Friday, September 19, 2014


The gator lovin' polecat struck
with clumsy lies begat
by talking to a stupid fuck
and my career went splat
but soon the giant will find out
he's handed off the reins
to someone who would rather flout
instead of making gains.

Thursday, September 18, 2014


The fragility of innocence
cannot be spared by diligence
or cushioned from the coming blows
by any doe-eyed diffidence

for soon we face the precipice
the drop-off of our purest bliss
where we confront a world of woes
and such destructive avarice

that either we become so jaded
any hope for love's degraded
or, we pray some savior shows
before our will has faded.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014


It's pride that won't abate
as I deteriorate
but I can't begin to swallow
what my gut won't tolerate

and so I'm shedding weight
as I regurgitate
the lies that left me hollow
despite how much I ate.

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

New Chapter

It seems that the story (as they sometimes do)
has plenty of drama to spawn a Part Two
the Kingdom continues (as well as it can)
relying upon an improbable plan
requiring teamwork (as sparse as it is)
to make sure the giant regains what was his
so he can toss scraps (as he did before)
and everyone feels just a little less poor
except for one peon (as dumb as devout)
who didn't foresee that he'd be written out.

Monday, September 15, 2014

Owl Done

I have a theory that's hard to refute
I believe I'm a certified mute
for nothing I say
matters much anyway
and I'm close to not giving a hoot.

Sunday, September 14, 2014


The vultures ventured towards
the craggy frothy fjords
to gorge upon the sacrificial feast
a young and fetching maiden
appropriately laden
with chains securely fastened by a priest.

The sky was dark and gloomy
as prophets promised doom, "We
all shall face a judgment for our sins!"
And when the world was shaken
no one was mistaken
to think that this is how the end begins.

But through the cloudy cover
appeared her frenzied lover
upon a beast with bat-like wings that shrieked
he spied her on the altar
and shouted, "Do not falter!"
while she just stood there shaking, terror piqued.

Then suddenly the ocean
completely ceased all motion
as tension fairly crackled in the air
and then a gross leviathan
as massive as a thousand men
burst forth and spray exploded everywhere.

It's tusks were long and jagged
with oily scales and ragged
strands of seaweed hanging all about
it spied the Virgin offer
and oriented towards her
malevolence in mind without a doubt.

Her champion was ready
and told his steed "Be steady!"
descending to commence his first attack,
he bore a lance of silver
from the goddess of the river
enchanted to destroy this maniac.

The battle was ferocious
and wounds that were atrocious
were suffered by both parties in the fight
their blood began to mingle
and there was not one single
person unaffected by the sight

which made the crowd more willing
to see a proper killing
and they robustly cheered the hero on
who wasn't quite as battered
as armor sorely tattered
that earlier he had had the sense to don.

The injured hulk was slowing
an opening was showing
and then the suitor thrust with all he had,
his lance (which was embedded)
struck true, and thus the dreaded
creature died and everyone was glad

except for its intended
victim who extended
her arms towards the bloody mess and screamed
"Why were you so zealous?
You were only used to make him jealous!"
And he said, "Well, that wasn't what it seemed."

Saturday, September 13, 2014


Roll me into foil
I will not recoil
or crack enough to break
as I can be a flake

twist me into wire
a pendant of desire
that gilds your ample breast
where I have longed to rest.

Friday, September 12, 2014


Who doesn't like a roaring blaze
to warm them on those brisker days
that is, until it starts to raze
the planks required for spanning

the constant rifts that seem to form
between yourself and the swarm
so next time you would like it warm
perhaps some proper planning

might help you save yourself some woe
by sparing bridges set to blow
then you can have a place to go
when stranded folk are fanning.

Thursday, September 11, 2014


Some things are good paper-thin
but toilet tissue? Not so much
for it could lead to problems (grin)
though that's a subject I won't touch.

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

As Intended

Since it was global Forgiveness Day
he muttered "What the hey"
and made the call he'd stalled for many years
but when he did get through
his anguish only grew
which prompted him to spill remorseful tears

for someone there replied
that his mother had quietly died
of cancer just about a year ago
she never let anyone in
on the fact that she had kin
and that was why they didn't let him know.

He whimpered as he heard
where she had been interred
then went there to at least pay some respect
he kneeled before her grave
and then began to cave
ashamed of irresponsible neglect

but as he loudly sobbed
the air around him throbbed
with energy that made his hair stand straight
and suddenly he knew
that she was coming through
with something very poignant to relate

"My Son" he heard her say
"I'm glad you came today
for now my weary spirit can move on
I'm leaving to be free
as you must also be
I love you!" And with that her soul was gone.

He rose with a sigh
and whispered "Goodbye,
may peace be yours forever mother dear."
Forgiveness had begun
for his failings as a son
and useless guilt began to disappear.

Tuesday, September 09, 2014

Designated Drivel

I don't have the lips
to be qualified
the dejected quips
diplomacy aside

it's no longer about
a talented line
as long as you spout
the milquetoast whine.

Monday, September 08, 2014


My Grandma whispers in my ear
"Here's a poem for you."
and then my Mother loud and clear
"To yourself be true!"
I miss them both, but they're still here
with every line I write
their graceful strength to persevere
the source of my delight.

Sunday, September 07, 2014

Space Time

I raved like a lunatic
the silver siren made me sick
with passion that could not be quelled
though she would not be held
the same old boring shtick

but then she pulled me closer till
I was doomed to lose my will
as her celestial beauty waxed
and my reserves were sorely taxed
but I refused her still.

Saturday, September 06, 2014


The dew is shining in the grass
cicadas hail me as I pass
the woe of one condemned to die
apparent on the path I ply
but once the brilliant morning sun
caresses me such thoughts are done
and I am resolutely glad
for everything, both good and bad
that I have been alive to feel
and thus I end my little spiel.

Friday, September 05, 2014


Some of us swirl, some of us stir
some get deeper as they go
some have a force that no dam can deter
but all must succumb to the flow

of tumultuous time as it cascades
beyond the point that we can see
way past where our perception fades
for rivers must run free.

Thursday, September 04, 2014


Just reading back through comments left
by pleasant people meaning well
and realize I feel bereft
of those I opted to repel

I don't know why I choose to be
alone the way I always am
it's hard enough accepting me
without the stress of giving a damn

but maybe there will be a time
when I can finally find the spot
where interactions aren't a crime
and I don't seek a plot.

Wednesday, September 03, 2014


The walls that we erect
in order to incarcerate
can never quite protect
the innocent from feeling hate
once shuffled through the gate
on firmly shackled feet
to learn the ways of the sedate
conformance is concrete.

Tuesday, September 02, 2014


I feel the shift
a growing rift
as continental footings drift

and soon the sea
will pour with glee
into the strait methodically

until we stand
on separate land
more distant as our worlds expand.

Monday, September 01, 2014


Relative freedom isn't all that bad
projecting the semblance of choice
for no one remembers the guidance they had
from a sneaky subliminal voice

Sunday, August 31, 2014

The Walk

It hurts sometimes when I walk
but it's better than having to crawl
or having no legs at all
or constantly finding a reason to balk

because I can't handle the pain
I'm stronger than that when I try
despite being less and less spry
with each irrevocable grain.

Saturday, August 30, 2014

Just Checking

Newton's third law
has one fatal flaw:
who decides what is the same?
For measurements are
fewer by far
than what the dishonest will claim.

Friday, August 29, 2014

Making the Most

If we only get one chance to be
then stock up on things that are free
and never feel shame
when staking a claim
on opportunity.

Thursday, August 28, 2014


Struggle to be
imperfection free
no one need know
what's real or faux
everything's game
so shuck off your shame
the years can be shed
humility dead.

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

B Gone

Properly prostitute yourself
and you could win the favor of the throng
and a golden statue for your shelf
while you convince yourself they love your song

but you will be forgotten when they soon
find another reason to devote
their mindless admiration as they swoon
before the latest diva they promote.

Tuesday, August 26, 2014


We were sitting by the shore
so figured we'd explore
my faithful friend forever at my flank
but left with our hopes dashed
for nobody had stashed
anything worth keeping at the bank.

Monday, August 25, 2014


Now I know how it feels
to envy another man’s wheels
my car a motionless heap
as I clearly struggle to keep
myself moving forward these days

and though every step causes pain
I shall not stop moving again
whether legs comply or not
this drive to be is all I’ve got
despite inconvenient delays.

Sunday, August 24, 2014


If being apart
entices the heart
what can be said
for those who instead
become so attached
no moment is snatched
without someone there
demanding you care
is that what they call
the chain or the ball?

Saturday, August 23, 2014

Bottom Feeder

There's no impending impediment
so why did you just brake?
You're denser than the sediment
at the bottom of a lake

Friday, August 22, 2014

Mass Appeal

The problem with pretentious prose?
It only will appeal to those
who are themselves extremely snide—
the bigger the word, the more you can hide

you needn’t be overtly plain
like water swirling down the drain
but never be so grandiose
that readers pray their death is close

just find a clever way to state
a truth to which we all relate
and maybe you’ll be fondly read
beyond the day you wind up dead.

Thursday, August 21, 2014

Epic Fail

I showed you but you wouldn't heed
that nothing good is guaranteed
for those that try to play the part
but never learn right from the start
the knowledge it will truly take
to see the difference one can make
when measuring as under oath
the indices that foster growth.

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Saving the Nave

Every desecration takes a toll
diminishing the structure as a whole
requiring a sermon to cajole

the callow congregation to attend
to steps on which the faithful must ascend
in order to assure a proper mend.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Fell Swoop

When we hear a songbird tweet
we sigh and think 'oh how sweet '
but today I saw one in the street
dismantling a roadkill treat

I know to live that many kill
but I don't think I ever will
feel tranquil when I hear that trill
in fact it could induce a chill.

Monday, August 18, 2014

Not Going Gently

I no longer sit and whine
about the death of every line
that briefly lives when posted on this site
I simply jot another one
a fighter's bout is never done
at least until they're facing that good night.

Sunday, August 17, 2014

Dropping Off

A bright red ball
is at the bottom of a waterfall
just twirling, twirling, twirling
that's all
and though I hear the call
of things no one can stall
I find myself falling, falling, falling
beneath it's thrall.

Saturday, August 16, 2014


I wonder what they'd think
if they knew decades hence
that some would soak up all the ink
they labored to dispense

not with pen and paper leaf
but digital display
would it be beyond belief
I wonder what they'd say?

And how will those in future years
digest a poet's dream
can the mind be brought to tears
from a thought directed beam?

Friday, August 15, 2014


With gravity's aid
I easily made
a rapid descent for my lunch
so I could enjoy
that cute little boy
that I simply love such a bunch

we sit and we chat
while nibbling at
the courses we've chosen to munch
and I hope he's aware
I'll always be there
to help him whatever the crunch.

Thursday, August 14, 2014

Woman's Movement

A woman has a way to sway
your mind with undulating hips
and plumped-up playful pouty lips
or searing eyes you can't eclipse
that come off coy but toy she may.

Wednesday, August 13, 2014


I finally came to grips
and then it slipped right through my grasp
the balance ironically tips
as we grow tired from trying to clasp

a fragment of a fraction
of a miniscule amount
of so - called satisfaction
before our time runs out.

Tuesday, August 12, 2014


Who consoles the clown
confounded by a frown
that makeup may conceal
but never truly heal
regardless of renown
who consoles the clown?

***RIP Robin***

Monday, August 11, 2014

Fill In

I found myself slightly distraught
for I squandered a burgeoning thought
but once a replacement was sought

my mind automatically meshed
with fodder just recently threshed
and another creation was fleshed.

Sunday, August 10, 2014


We climbed into the loft
then jumped upon the mow
the hay was nice and soft
and tasty for a cow

the sweet summer smell
contained in every stalk
made youthful daring swell
till I saw fit to balk

and touched down with my knee
connected to my eye
it knocked the sense right out of me
a painful way to fly

and now when I recall that day
despite the years I've spanned
I know it's all about the way
you think before you land.

Saturday, August 09, 2014


If we could eradicate unplanned birth
perhaps there'd be a chance for earth
but folks with feelings must bow to the fact
that they don't think, they simply act
so kiss your favorite spot farewell
our world will soon be just a shell
obliterated by a breed
that can't resist unbridled greed.

Friday, August 08, 2014

Some Race

Hurry, scurry little rat
to make it to your nest
and see if you can earn a pat
by passing every test
performing tasks the best

huffing, puffing rodent breath
is all they want to hear
within your spinning wheel of death
the rules are very clear
to which you must adhere.

Thursday, August 07, 2014


Whenever he had less
he always wanted more
and when he made a mess
forgot to mop the floor
if overcome by stress
he was cooler than before
and seldom did caress
the love he swore that he'd adore.

Wednesday, August 06, 2014


I loathe being the same—
another germ beneath the scope
just waiting to be analyzed
and designated tame
by those that like to dangle hope
among the patronized

I long to be unique—
a lone explorer wading through
the all too placid main
of those innately meek
because they're programmed to pursue
compliancy most plain

I love to feel alive—
to breathe in deep the fresh sweet air
as new sensations sweep
compelling me to thrive
and give much thanks that I could share
this world before I sleep.

Tuesday, August 05, 2014


The day they announced it I wasn't upset
just caught between pangs of relief and regret
I felt a bit sad they were closing the door
but glad that my sweat would be wasted no more

it's funny how change rearranges the scheme
allowing pursuit of the prodigal dream
as pillars of industry grind to a halt
artistic endeavors become the default.

Monday, August 04, 2014

Final Chapter

The giant's will buckled (as well as his knees)
for there was no cure to curtail the disease
consuming his kingdom (as maladies do)
relentlessly killing defenses too few
he moped in denial (as healthy flesh died)
his aging mind muddled by misinformed pride
and minus the fanfare (as nothing survived)
we mourned the demise of a land that once thrived.

Sunday, August 03, 2014


Just waiting for the signal to advance
such is my unenviable stance
but then I check the rear view and I see
a line of those that also seek to be

allowed to find the fastest thoroughfare
that helps to quickly get them anywhere
other than the overcrowded lot
where those that idle jostle for a spot.

Saturday, August 02, 2014


My thoughts scatter
as more inane chatter
assails me with pointless platitudes
the pounding has started
despite this halfhearted
attempt at one of my better moods.

Friday, August 01, 2014

Courtesy Is a Two-Way Street

To the person heading straight for me:
There's no place else that I can go
you're where I'm supposed to be
the road is wide enough you know

if both of us stay on our own side
for two cars to fit through
but apparently when you're out to ride
the only driver is you.

Thursday, July 31, 2014


When waiting for the axe to fall
we stretch our necks out long and lean
and if there's any hope at all
it's that the blade is keen

Wednesday, July 30, 2014


I knew a girl named Katiedid
who sought to change her name
she'd had enough to flip her lid
of always taking blame

whenever there was something wrong
her name came up you see
and she would have to sing the song
of please just let me be

but now she has devised at last
a handle less severe
and eyes that once accused look past
angelic Katie-dear.

Tuesday, July 29, 2014


I watch the sky for bolts of lightning flashing in the east
that slice the dark like holy swords which crackle bluish-white
that some eternal champion would use to slay a beast
if it were here to sow destruction on this stormy night
and if I could I'd wrap my hands around the plasma hilt
then revel in the thunder as the monster's blood is spilt.

Monday, July 28, 2014


The Center of the Universe
is there such a place?
As countless galaxies disperse
through vast and empty space.

The final end of All We Know
could there be such a time?
Surrendering before the show
would be the only crime.

Sunday, July 27, 2014

It's All Too Much

His Norwegian Wood
became beetle chow
no one saw that in the Looking Glass
if Something is good
it will live beyond now
but in The End - All Things Must Pass.

Saturday, July 26, 2014


The validity of a dream
is furthest from ones mind
as long as it might make it seem
that stars can be aligned
and destinies designed

The effort it takes to succeed
requires a fierceness inside
along with the courage to bleed
when lances are not put aside
or someone forsaken has cried.

Friday, July 25, 2014

Seriously Laughable

The breadth of my ambivalence
is microscopic yet immense
intangible but oh so dense
ridiculously full of sense.

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Valued Holdings

He never loved a heart as much
as one beneath the breast
of she who offers love with such
a fervor there's no rest

if passion had the worth of gold
she'd be a millionaire
but since it's him she chose to hold
he's richer by compare.

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Popular Belief

Purveyors of Apocalypse
have toned it down a bit
although proclaimers of our doom
will never truly quit
they see it in each new eclipse
when only stars are lit
and swear that wicked judgments loom
for those that fail to fit.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014


I chanced to spy a bird this morn
that seemed to mope as though forlorn
for all the lovely trees were shorn

by our neighbor in the back
and it was quite a harsh attack
I watched his workers saw and hack

away at the defenseless trunks
a heartless band of hired punks
that carted off the shattered chunks

while countless creatures hit the loam
evicted and compelled to roam
so someone could spruce up their home.

Monday, July 21, 2014


Some bees are abuzz in a berry bush
beside my little stretch of beach
and I am lulled by the gentle push
of breezes till the seagulls screech
and then I sigh, a great big whoosh
some things are just too hard to breach.

Sunday, July 20, 2014


Our forefathers tried
but rapidly died
for flesh is quite fragile you know
until we began
to overtake Man
survival became touch-and-go

but logic prevailed
and breeding curtailed
until there were no humans born
then we chose to be
synthetically free
immune to the foibles of scorn

we live without debt
and banished regret
society runs like a clock
from chaos we built
a world without guilt
where nothing requires a lock

has passion been killed
or artistry stilled
by lack of a heart at the core?
I'm not fit to say
for I spend each day
repeating my program once more.

Saturday, July 19, 2014

Jaded Squab

They cluster and drop
their runny white slop
and it's quite doubtful that they'll ever stop
Immune to the scowl
of a plasticized owl
the pigeons could care if we humans cry "Foul!"

Friday, July 18, 2014


I heard a tapping at the window so looked outside and saw
a golden colored dragonfly whose wings had not one flaw
it hovered there majestically for just the briefest stint
then flew around emitting quite an iridescent glint

The next day as I sat there contemplating blissful sloth
my fantasy was shattered by an acrobatic moth
it's frenzied fuzzy body was the color of fresh cream
and after but a second it was gone as though a dream

Today I wonder what I'll see outside my office cell
that makes me wish that I possessed some wondrous wings as well
so I could navigate the skies with true impunity
and maybe feel for once in life that I am truly free.

Thursday, July 17, 2014

Feelin' The Blues

The world never heard it played like that before
We’ll never feel it played like that again
Goodbye to one who rewrote the score
Another winter comes to an end.

***RIP Johnny***

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Necessary Evil

It's the takers and the fakers
not the movers or the shakers
that make us long for lazy days
retired at Golden Acres

but most are not so lucky
we struggle (ain't life ducky?)
to justify a token raise
while trying to stay plucky.

Tuesday, July 15, 2014


I've never looked at things
the way that other people do
although I'm always careful
to understand their view
for everyone is certain
what they believe is true
and sometimes if I'm lucky
I learn something new.

Monday, July 14, 2014


To be this close to my desire
is driving me insane
it's a good thing passions don't expire
though sometimes they can wane

if something one was meant to do
is pushed aside for duty's sake
how long before they must pursue
their fate regardless what's at stake?

The melody pulls me from the mire
it's like a splinter in my brain
to be this close to my desire
is driving me insane.

Sunday, July 13, 2014


Where gravity's at
things tend to go splat
float gently with grace
you could be in space
until you fall flat
on your face.

Saturday, July 12, 2014


The tree and I were one
where we eclipsed the sun
our shadows seemed to mesh
like inky phantom flesh

and though my vision swims
with dreams of many limbs
I know it isn't so
and simply let it go.

Friday, July 11, 2014


The giant went swinging (as hard as he could)
the axe that he uses for clearing deadwood
and everyone shuddered (as rotten trees fell)
imagining they'd get a whacking as well
but sometimes one has to (as nature commands)
eliminate those that are crowding the lands
yet never give back to (as patriots do)
the kingdom, ensuring tomorrows ensue.

Thursday, July 10, 2014


If anything that I have said
makes sense to anyone anywhere
then I have earned my daily bread
and gladly offer up a share
it's crusty but it's decent fare
so take a nibble, go ahead
despite the fact there's no meat there
you should feel somewhat fed.

Wednesday, July 09, 2014


My way of living is up in the air
and though I could cry "It's not fair!"
I'm trying my best to prepare

for anytime fortunes can shift
before we head off for the rift
it's life that's the ultimate gift.

Tuesday, July 08, 2014

Open Mindedness

Is it better to be grounded
or easily astounded?
I'd rather feel amazed each day
than fight with fears unfounded.

Monday, July 07, 2014

Tunnel Vision

The faculty's failing
as pupils are ailing
and regrettably soon
there will be no curtailing

the loss of perception
and lack of conception
when fed with the spoon
of endless exception.

Sunday, July 06, 2014

Hate to Break it to You

You can't fix everything that's broke
or write on paper that turned to smoke
a shattered heart at times won't mend
without the love it would die to defend

so listen up and don't think it's a joke
you can't fix everything that's broke
when even prayers won't do the job
we can only hold them as they sob

and whisper assurances soothingly
while knowing there's no guarantee;
you can't fix everything that's broke
whether splintered spirit, bone or oak

and if the part can't be replaced
a hard decision must be faced,
remember well these words I spoke
you can't fix everything that's broke.

Saturday, July 05, 2014


It's a hungry world out there
of ravenous despair
so always beware
or you could become the fare

that feeds the machine
a sheepish type bred extra lean
just carrion not haute cuisine
your bones picked clean.

Friday, July 04, 2014


To find the freedom of which I dream
isn't as easy as it may seem
and though I am revolting
apparently my chance is bolting
to exercise the right to speak
because my constitution's weak;
you can't construct a nation
based on basic indignation
there's got to be a greater scheme
to find the freedom of which I dream.

Thursday, July 03, 2014


Beneath the glare of stars we try,
despite the endless night
through which we pirouette and fly,
relying on our partner's might

but if we just keep asking more
it could collapse, and very soon
and we will wind up looking for
another one - perhaps the moon?

Wednesday, July 02, 2014


The air is thick and warm
and when you walk outside
it feels like you collide
with fronts that coincide
unleashing the storm.

Tuesday, July 01, 2014


Petty people hide
behind the laws they make
pompous fools compelled by pride
ridiculously fake

like badges made of tin
as trite as this small town
that criminals display and grin
as though they wear a crown

never dare to cross
the crooked in control
they'll lie then laugh about your loss
power takes its toll.

Monday, June 30, 2014


We just keep going
despite the advance
of gradual slowing
pursuing our chance
that hints at showing
when we romance
a dream while knowing
our circumstance.

Sunday, June 29, 2014


I delve into the voices of the past
when looking for a way to forge ahead
like climbing to the crow’s nest of a mast
to see if there are continents to tread
and often there’s a landing spot to find
exotic pleasures for the heart and mind.

Saturday, June 28, 2014


I'm here at your table enjoying
the taste of my favorite treat
although you're supremely annoying
you make yourself easy to beat

Your kingdom was once a fair country
where people were happy to give
but now your incessant effrontery
makes natives seek elsewhere to live.

Friday, June 27, 2014

To Be Continued

Is there anything left to say
he wondered as he met the day
oppressed by shades of gray

that scrolled across the sky
like all the lines that rot and die
while he becomes less spry

but there were debts still owed
so he maintained productive mode
and on and on it flowed.

Thursday, June 26, 2014

When Wembley met Matilda

In springtime when the flowers sprout
Encouraged by a gentle rain
All types of creatures venture out
To start the cycle once again

Beside a giant swaying elm
In which a tawny owl hoots
There lies the dank and loamy realm
Where Wembley Worm once put down roots.

Now Wembley wasn’t merely meek
He always trembled, downright shy
Avoiding not just Robin’s beak
But even every passerby

He’d burrow down beneath the tree
To shiver in the chilly ground
Alone with just his misery
Uncertain moans the only sound.

One day a friendly little gnat
Caught sight of Wembley in his hole
She buzzed, “Hi, please come out to chat.”
But Wembley shook beyond control

He dug down deeper in the dirt
Until he could no longer hear
That scratchy drone which didn’t hurt
But put a tickle in his ear.

Matilda was a thoughtful bug
And though it seemed a trifle strange
She felt an urge to give a hug
And help this gloomy worm to change.

The next day as she whizzed about
She made a point to softly land
Beside the spot where he would pout
To try and coax him from the sand

“Oh please forgive my brash advance
I know the world can be a scare
But if you give me one small chance
I’ll show you other people care

Come out; come out to see the sun
And drink the silver morning dew
Together we can have some fun
Before the day is finally through.”

As tempting as her offer was
Old Wembley still could not say yes
He hunkered down until her buzz
No longer made him curious.

Matilda flew home with a smile
She never backed down from a fight
She knew that it might take a while
But Wembley Worm would see the light.

The following day she came back
And took her place beside his door
Prepared to try a different tack
She cleared her throat to speak once more.

“I’m here again to voice my plea
Come look around my timid friend
If you don’t pop up once to see
You’ll always wonder in the end.”

Now this made Wembley start to think
Of course he didn’t want to hide,
While thinking he began to slink
Then suddenly, he was outside!

He blinked and rubbed his tiny eyes
Which quickly darted all around
He shuddered but to his surprise
There was no danger to be found.

“Hello, how are you bashful one?”
He heard a small voice kindly say
“My name’s Matilda, no don’t run,
I’m so glad you came out to play.

I know you’re scared, I would be too
But look, I think it’s plain to see
A worm as big and strong as you
Has naught to fear from little me.”

So in a slightly shaky tone
He said “My name is Wembley Worm
I live my life right here alone
Where everyday I fret and squirm

I’ve never had a friend before
But if you want, I’ll really try
Just don’t get mad if I’m a bore
I’m not the most exciting guy.”

At this, Matilda had to grin
She said “I’m sure you’ll be okay,
The day is young so let’s begin.”
And off she flew to lead the way.

“I have no legs for running fast
So please don’t get too far ahead
If I’m alone my nerve won’t last.”
A worried Wembley quickly said.

Together they began to search
For interesting sights to see
They climbed upon a fallen birch
To marvel at a bumblebee

Whose humming echoed through the air
A truly joyous kind of song
And Wembley couldn’t help but stare
Unsure why he had moped so long

The next stop was a narrow brook
That gurgled with a pleasant sound
The fish gave him a hungry look
Which prompted them to turn around

They ran into a fragrant bush
Where Wembley stopped to fill his nose
Matilda had to gently push
And say, “Come on, it’s just a rose.”

All over that small wooded glade
The two explored and talked and laughed
Until they saw the glimmer fade
From daylight’s final golden shaft.

Then Wembley turned to his new chum
A strange expression on his face
He tried to speak, no words would come
So he began to slowly pace

At last he said “You’ve given me
The greatest gift a friend could give
You showed me how good life can be
And also how to truly live.”

Matilda blushed without a peep
Then left as it was time for bed
But Wembley knew he couldn’t sleep
A million thoughts raced through his head

He sat there gazing at the sky
Reluctant to go back below
For now he knew the reason why
Sometimes you have to change to grow.

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

In the Hole

All is well?
Who can tell?
The lie has built
for quite a spell

so pick a shell
the shiesters sell
your trust will wilt
in debtor's hell.

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Holding Fast

I shall not let you go
although you're chirping so
I refuse to be deprived of your sweet song
it helps me every morn
to deflect the coming scorn
from those who think that status makes them strong.

***This poem is a result of compound inspiration, two of my favorite poems prompted it: Hope is the thing with feathers by Emily Dickinson and Dreams by Langston Hughes.***

Monday, June 23, 2014


Before self-awareness condemns
our minds to a sentence of doubt
we savor the pleasure that stems
from people that jump when we pout

but some never seem to outgrow
the childish need to be seen
as center of all that we know
or else they turn horribly mean.

Sunday, June 22, 2014

To Ply

My morning momentum will often inspire
my mind to create as connections refire
and I like to go (if you know what I mean)
by starting the day with a slate I wiped clean.

Saturday, June 21, 2014


What I have sought
cannot be bought
it can't be lured
or ever caught

it can't be held
it can't be quelled
it's never cured
can't be dispelled

for it's not real
but hard as steel
and rest assured
it's worth a feel.

Friday, June 20, 2014

Heart of Gold

Nature is no miser
with the brightest of its shades
the sun could not be brighter
on the buttercup strewn glades

Her blue is vast and vibrant
Her green so rich and lush
when crimson hearts are strident
Her beauty bids them hush.

Thursday, June 19, 2014


Last night I slept on air
despite incarceration
but woke to some despair
undeniable deflation
for bars were everywhere
and chances of probation
were thinner than that air
that once was my salvation

Tonight I'll sleep on stone
and revel in my hunger
more lonely than alone
a misbegotten blunder
and while I'm lying prone
I may start feeling younger
and stir the tempest in my bone
that rumbles low like thunder.

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

No Crap

I haven't cared for a long time
with little reason to
as long as I am paid my dime
there's motions I'll go through
but if you don't put down the hoop
and drop your whip right now
in order for you to ever poop
they'll have to remove those things somehow.

Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Heavy Toll

A raven was in the road
it’s head in swivel mode
looking for somewhere to peck
a victim flat as heck
but flew before it felt
another steely belt.

Monday, June 16, 2014


You fancy flesh
that yields to touch
so vibrant, fresh
and promising such
delight beneath the skin

You take a whiff
before you know
you're feeling stiff
and juices flow
from deep within

Contentments grow
in coveted lands
unless we sow
with our own hands
an orchard free from sin.

Sunday, June 15, 2014


We make a map within our head
of where our path of life will lead
until we find the trail we tread
is nowhere near the place we thought
as promises and pride proceed
to keep our tether taut

preventing us from seeking out
that distant spot of which we dreamed
another bind, another bout
of unexpected stress and then
the road is shorter than it seemed
way back when.

Saturday, June 14, 2014


The sarcasm drips
right off your lips
like dew from a poisonous plant
which could be the root
of why people scoot
whenever you roll out a rant

Friday, June 13, 2014


If knowledge is the currency of the universe
there's one thing I can tell
I don't have to shake my purse
to know I'm broke as hell.

Thursday, June 12, 2014

Rain Check

A blackbird walks with it's beak pointing down
and head gyrating side to side
as it highsteps through the rain-soaked grass
I could swear that bird is starting to frown
for all the worms have chosen to hide
until the hunter makes it's final pass.

Wednesday, June 11, 2014


The giant grew nasty (as mean as a snake
that swallowed a hornytoad by mistake)
he struggled to make it (as all of us do)
lamenting the mountain of gold that he blew
and blaming each beastie (as broke as the next)
for being the reason that he was perplexed
while proof is quite plain (as the nose on his face)
that he is the cause of his current disgrace.

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Beginning of the End

How can anyone with a brain
select such a person to lead
her lust for fame couldn't be more plain
a platform planked with greed

If you want America worse than now
then go and waste your vote
on the media's latest sacred cow
so another thief can gloat.

Monday, June 09, 2014

Darn It!

My dog digs dirty socks
and now his breath melts rocks
I toss him a bone
but he leaves it alone
I think he needs detox.

Sunday, June 08, 2014


I sit beside the quiet creek
and listen to the birds that speak
their minds in lilting melodies
as I inhale the fragrant breeze
and wonder shadowed by the cleft
how many days like this are left?

Saturday, June 07, 2014

Lost Sheep

Matters are seldom as simple
as what we are led to believe
by those that should set the example
but only proceed to conceive
inventive ways to deceive
as ethics so easily crumple
and we are abandoned to grieve
destruction of the temple.

Friday, June 06, 2014


The problem with thriving on refuge
is being too sheltered to see
that ducking all threats of a deluge
can mean you're not totally free.

Thursday, June 05, 2014


If one stuck a fish up their nose
would it be smelt?
What if they served it from their deck
would it be dealt?
And if they had the battered kind
would it look bruised?
Try munching on a clown fish
you might be amused.

Wednesday, June 04, 2014


You'll never escape
the yoke on your nape
or brush off the need
to constantly scrape

The bane of your breed
is to service the greed
of elitists that rape
while you slowly bleed.

Tuesday, June 03, 2014

Slipping the Noose

The wounded can never recoup
the blankness of flesh with no scar
but take yourself out of the loop
and soon they'll forget who you are.

Monday, June 02, 2014


As graceful wisps of cottonwood dance softly on the breeze
like little fluffy fairy sprites at play
I marvel at the emerald bounty waving in the trees
and thank our earthen mother for today
forgetting all the pompous fools that pen inane decrees
so I can just enjoy the grand ballet.

Sunday, June 01, 2014

Flying Lessons

I watched a pigeon take a dip
it didn't even have to strip
and then it paused to take a sip
before continuing it's trip

across the sky to who knows where
oblivious to our despair
if only we could learn to share
it's knack for knowing when to care

instead of being so consumed
with petty slights that we've presumed
as pointless enmity has bloomed
within a breed that could be doomed.

Saturday, May 31, 2014


These structures lend me fortitude
a base on which to lean
and though at times it seems they're skewed
I try my best to keep lines clean

predictability aside
each construct helps me build
a fine retreat in which to hide
until the drive is stilled.

Friday, May 30, 2014


There's nothing we can do or say
to make the anguish go away
it feels that even time won't mend
the ache that seems to never end
when looking at the photographs
remembering the precious laughs
which only hurts your heart anew
for now their time on earth is through
but if you hold their memory dear
it's almost like they're still right here
a part of you down to the core
until you're in their arms once more.

Thursday, May 29, 2014


Anxiously ambivalent
is how I spend each day
confused and sad that I have spent
my time in such a way

anxiously ambivalent
describes me to a tee
too uncertain to repent
and too removed to be.

Wednesday, May 28, 2014


I'm constantly slapped in the face
by the artifice of our race
until I remember that I
deny my dying with dye.

Tuesday, May 27, 2014


Our expectations blind us
our weaknesses remind us
how little we can see

we grope in desperation
until illumination
reveals how close we be.

Monday, May 26, 2014


Just stroll beneath the trees in bloom
on a warm spring night in May
and you'll smell bittersweet perfume
as petals wilt away

their fullness is as fleeting
as the swollen silver moon
that dominates the sky above the grove
as cycles keep repeating
I long to furlough June
and save these precious pearls within my trove.

Sunday, May 25, 2014


What does it take to care
to vanquish your despair
and show you're there?

Where must one look to see
a way to truly be
among the we?

How can one start to feel
without a sappy spiel
and know it's real?

Why are some immune
to urges to commune
from what stone are they hewn?

Saturday, May 24, 2014

Knee Slapper

These clarion blasts of clarity
are such a precious rarity
I share them with sincerity
despite the sheer hilarity

of one with the audacity
to simulate sagacity
with nothing but tenacity
and variable veracity.

Friday, May 23, 2014


The funny thing about yolks:
some will sink and some will float
it's much the same with folks
some can swim, some need a boat.

Thursday, May 22, 2014


Why do those in power choose
to make their way 'obey or bruise'?
If only the elected could
perform their duties as they should
perhaps there'd be a lot less strife
and we could all get on with life
or am I being too naive
when I wholeheartedly believe
that our best course is to forgive
and simply let each other live
before we go beyond the line
and jeopardize the whole design.

Wednesday, May 21, 2014


Ideological odds it seems we're always at
result in altercations that deny the diplomat
and lead to vicious wars in defense of distant gods
it seems we're always at ideological odds.

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Follow Through

It's a natural reaction
to raise above your head
your fists in satisfaction
when all your foes have fled

but don't get too elated
because the bad guys bled
you can be eliminated
unless they are instead.

Monday, May 19, 2014


A shadow approaches
and rudely encroaches
reducing my portion of sun
but damn it, that dimness
won't fill me with grimness
for nothing by no means is done

Sunday, May 18, 2014

Travel Tips

So many ways to go
such little time to show
the route you think you know
could be deceiving

just give the brakes a tap
wherever there's a radar trap
and find not every map
is worth believing.

Saturday, May 17, 2014

Knowing Best

'Remarkably unremarkable'
my father always said
'Remarkably unremarkable
that's life, then you're dead.'

'Remarkably unremarkable
so much of life the same,
remarkably unremarkable
that is, until you came.'

Remarkably unremarkable
I've learned to sing this hymn
life's been remarkably unremarkable
since the day we lost him.

***This isn't autobiographical, just sounded better in first person***

Friday, May 16, 2014


You don't get one thing at all
and my confidence is waning
I wish I was talking to a wall
at least there'd be retaining.

Thursday, May 15, 2014


Momentos from the aftermath
including swirls of dredged-up wrath
displayed for all the world to see
preserved inside of you and me
as we continue down the path
of living and just letting be.

There's nothing anyone can say
there are no words that we can pray
to take away the awful pain
the image of each streaking plane
that pierced our innocence that day,
that chilled the blood in every vein

and overwhelmed each worn synapse
with fear when watching the collapse
of everything that we believe,
the selfless heroes we now grieve
whose sacrifices taught perhaps
there's hope for what we might achieve.

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Nothing to Sneeze At

Beware a plot that's green
yet touts the spore of reason
grab your antihistamine
it's allegory season
where morals filled with mold
may spark your nose's treason
best get the softest tissue sold
it's allegory season.

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

Gruesome Twosome

The Credit King
and the Craven Thing
are back to finish carving
the Giant's den
to once again
leave all the minions starving.

With money gone
the Giant's pawn
is too inept to handle
this thieving team
that likes to scheme
the next unneeded scandal.

Monday, May 12, 2014

Too Close to Call

When one with willful ways
just shares what's in their heart
is it but a passing phase
or will they call it art?

Sunday, May 11, 2014


The blackbird told the squirrel
"I wish I had your curl."
"But then you couldn't fly."
was the rodent's wry reply,

"Though if I had your beak
I'd look rather sleek."
"But then you couldn't gnaw."
she tweeted, "So pshaw!"

Saturday, May 10, 2014

Tall Order

To ride upon a strand of silk
that wafts along a gentle breeze
may help one circumvent the ilk
that grovel on their battered knees

positioning oneself astride
this insubstantial steed
and finding wind enough to glide
is needed to be freed

but it's not such an easy task
for I have never found
a spider big enough to ask
or a zephyr that profound.

Friday, May 09, 2014


If they ever begin to applaud
I'll flounder, unsure what to do
my epic estrangement is broad

but nothing I can't muddle through
for everyone's fatally flawed
(except for those buying my view).

Thursday, May 08, 2014

Seeing Through

The brilliant sun (so lofty)
is calling to me softly
just beyond the fringes of my pane
and where it's golden fingers
have touched me, warmness lingers
which makes all other comfort seem in vain
but this is not permitted
and thus I am committed
to staying in this cube where I remain
my wanderlust apparent
and thin facade transparent
as photons telling me to shed the rein.

Wednesday, May 07, 2014


Look, a bathing crow
in a pool of melted snow
where farmers long to sow

and very soon the sun
will speed the thaw begun
our chores are never done

for once we plant a seed
we're planning our next deed
and we proceed.

Tuesday, May 06, 2014


Though blossoms bloom
do not presume
the summer is in season
it takes more shown
than spring cologne
for devotees of reason.

Monday, May 05, 2014

In the Dumps

Your dwelling will likely turn drab
and be in some need of repairs
if you never once hazzard a stab
at fixing those rickety stairs

or scraping the flaky facade,
your dwelling will likely turn drab
with weeds poking out of the sod
and fringing each sidewalk slab.

Unless you're willing to dab
some paint, you better just rent
your dwelling will likely turn drab
and you'll have more woes to repent

that fester inside of your mind
like maggots that gnaw on a scab
and you will undoubtedly find
your dwelling will likely turn drab.

Sunday, May 04, 2014

Choice Words

For every is there's a was
though dos don't always foster does
and every will meets a won't
where every didn't isn't a don't.

Resist saying "I have to do it."
just do it and say "It's done!"
Your plan, if you pursue it
may flourish once begun.

Saturday, May 03, 2014

Good Bones

The function of form
is to frame a construction
exceeding the norm
with enormous conjunction.

Friday, May 02, 2014


The ordered chaos finally ends
and I can toss these worn Depends
awash in hope as Spring arrives
ambivalence as well survives
a mix of pining and relief
that April (much like life) is brief.

Thursday, May 01, 2014


The poet that adores their pen
may be somewhat startled when
there's no one left beyond the laws
or reasons to pursue the cause
except for that intense release
of every sentence, every piece.

Can there be an apt defense
against the lack of common sense?
remember when they cried "Convict!"
and how you felt your lungs constrict
despite this urge you now deplore
to be locked up for evermore.

Wednesday, April 30, 2014


Aggravated again
by petty little men
who got their shot allowed
next one I walk, proud.

Tuesday, April 29, 2014


The sun will create
the dark devastate
so what is the fate
where we habitate?

Regardless of gain
or possible pain
we've got to maintain
a balanced domain.

Monday, April 28, 2014

X =?

The jets keep streaking by
constantly expelling
their wispy lines across the sky
geometry most telling
but still the jetset types deny
the poisonous pervasion
of fumes that never solve the Y
in this complex equation.

Sunday, April 27, 2014


For every ship gunmetal gray
that sails before the sun today
I'll engage a word in play

and since there's such a massive fleet
denying that distracting heat
I'm really filling up the sheet.

Saturday, April 26, 2014


The night was dark and subdued
I felt I was being pursued
but I couldn't tell
if my tail meant well
or if it should be eschewed

Resisting the urge to retreat
in fear was no easy feat
my nerves were so frayed
I shook as I prayed
my shadow and I wouldn't meet

I heard the snap of a twig
my squinting eyes grew big
and then I jumped
as my heart thumped
it's own alarming jig

that was all that it took
I stood for a second and shook
and then I ran
like a crazy man
afraid to even look

I made it to my lawn's sweet blades
flew inside, pulled the shades
and started to intone
a vow to never walk alone
through those dark and daunting glades.

Friday, April 25, 2014


It's more about the code to which we adhere
in regards to the matter of worth
than any possession we hold dear
while doing our time on this earth

in regards to the matter of worth
we can pile our toys to the sky
while doing our time on this earth
but even the wealthiest die

we can pile our toys to the sky
like altars to honor our greed
but even the wealthiest die
consumed in the end by their need

like altars to honor their greed
the shiny possessions held dear
consumed in the end by our need
the code to which we adhere.

Thursday, April 24, 2014


Life is life
or so they say
but are we truly alive,
are constant strife
and those who prey
prerequisites to survive?

Across the vast
and silent night
is everything the same
are races past
and poems they write
all part of one big game

an endless test
to grow and learn
what everyone should know
to try our best
and always yearn
for peace before we go.

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

No Release

I try to stay young
but my latest rung
is starting to bring me down
my ambitions are small
yet constantly stall
which spawns a perpetual frown

I'm casting my lines
while nature designs
some deepening grooves of her own
but no point in tears
for none of those years
can ever be sportingly thrown.

Tuesday, April 22, 2014


Is interest accruing
or are you now ruing
the fact that you stopped
to see what I'm doing

my verses are chopped
and traffic has dropped
but I just keep posting
my sentiments sopped

with humor worth toasting
and yes, empty boasting
so thanks for the read
continue your coasting.

Monday, April 21, 2014


How long can we maintain a crumbling bluff
aware that more erosion will ensue,
how long before we sigh and say "Enough,
I'm leaving now, my efforts here are through."
It only takes one unpredicted storm
to weaken structures that were once robust
a violent heave to drastically deform
the clay that all too soon returns to dust.
Endeavor to construct cohesive bonds
regardless of your ultimate pursuit
for this is where we find the most support,
a blooming rose may have resplendent fronds
but needs a sturdy well established root
or else it's fleeting flourish will be short.

***Well, since this is the third full week of A-Z I am doing a throwback week. You see, I've been posting here almost ten years and there are a lot of older poems that go unread, also I've been so busy since my promotion that my writing has been more terse than usual. So I'm solving two problems at once (see I really was intended for management ;^P) There shall be links back to other poems this week (hopefully 3 per post) so enjoy some extra mediocrity compliments of yours truly, Average Poet. Later!***

Sunday, April 20, 2014


How quickly buds appear
when the sun returns each year
from it's protracted stay
so far away from here

but as the daylight dims
the creaky moan of weathered limbs
reveals the frigid way
of winter whims.

Saturday, April 19, 2014


Are your goods any good?
Was the well drilled well?
Is that speck within spec?
Isn't tolerance hell?

Friday, April 18, 2014


They're hoping you'll (by
virtue of a missing spine)
mindlessly comply
(forgetting you've a right to question why)
and follow the design
accepting every cheesy line
they're hoping you'll buy.

Thursday, April 17, 2014


A hundredth of a million
may not seem like much to some
but to many it would be a precious gift
for each unneeded billion
earned through pampered tedium
there's someone barely making it on shift

If one in a hundred makes a stand
perhaps a change will sweep this land
existence being equalized
for families they've fractionalized.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014


They toil for naught
so others gain
from birth they're taught
to gulp disdain
unwillingly caught
in a cycle of pain

this common class
is bred to work
to serve the brass
and never shirk,
the right to pass
their only perk.

Tuesday, April 15, 2014


You can hear that monster wailing
by the river to the south
with smoky tendrils trailing
as they issue from its mouth

the early morning sun's reflected
off its gleaming hide
denied to those protected
as they're taken for a ride

There are no knights or wizards
to slay this chugging beast
which gorges on our gizzards
as we blindly fuel the feast.

Monday, April 14, 2014


What's it like to build a house
and be the first one in
or drive a car that's so brand new
the wheels have yet to spin?
I wouldn't know, I've never made
a profit off my sin
existing on the hand-me-downs
of those that do and grin
increasing their possessions
when penance should begin.

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Virtual Crack

I need another hit
to nail the boss's chin
way too hooked to ever quit
who will really win?

Those that write the code
are calling all the shots
but I don't care how much is owed
my stomach tied in knots.

Saturday, April 12, 2014


A guy behind a cow
will likely find out how
sopranos hit that note
(once he clears his throat).

Friday, April 11, 2014

Jury Rigged

An eight inch piece of wire
can keep the farm alive
when handy types aspire
to dabble and devise
it's easy to admire
their stubbornness and drive
no circumstance too dire
for those that improvise.

Thursday, April 10, 2014


When blessed waters flow
commodities will grow
and sometimes they're let go

remember to conserve
amassing a reserve
to face a coming curve

security's a sham
and will expose your scam
unless you give a damn.

Wednesday, April 09, 2014


Cut too deep
a scar is all you'll reap
your unproductive toils
in a lumpy jagged heap

sow too soon
and you won't have to prune
your estimate of spoils
as arid as a dune.

Tuesday, April 08, 2014


It's waving in the wind
on stalks of golden brown
rising up triumphantly,
and prized upon the floor
by those that like to walk
all over it,
sometimes it's but a tick
that tumbles much too fast
within a glassy cell,
and often it gets rubbed
by those that always choose
to go the other way.

Monday, April 07, 2014


We were borne
through fields of corn
by tan but tender feet
three young boys
just making noise
and eager to compete

we would run
just for fun
and sometimes we would race
but no one cared
how they fared
for we were in our place

our country home
where fertile loam
and gnarly limbs of wood
could nurture us
without much fuss
we really had it good

till roots were torn
and ties were shorn
and we were forced to move
from innocence
to indigence
an age inducing groove.

Sunday, April 06, 2014


The sediment is borne
by currency released
when crystal bonds are shorn

as bullion from the east
compels the process on
prosperity's increased

and everyone will don
the vibrant hues that mean
the summer's over yon.

Saturday, April 05, 2014


At times I'm too subjective
distorting the perspective
but all I've ever sought to do
is share my own distinctive view
with every composition

The canvas can be greedy
the medium too needy
absorbing every single dot
the cursed exhibit as they plot
a way to reach fruition.

Friday, April 04, 2014


Children bring us endless joys
except for when they choose
to stomp around in angry little rants
but if you can't handle it with poise
and be their win or lose
then keep it firmly packaged in your pants.

Thursday, April 03, 2014


Perpendicular partitions pen
a dedicated denizen
that's mousy miniscule amid
the grinding, grueling, greedy grid
where bobble heads obey—
why are we confined this way?

Wednesday, April 02, 2014


Baby tone it down
you're so bedecked in bling
you look like you might drown
in a sea of shiny things

outlandish doesn't even start
to possibly convey
the spectacle as you depart
and all your bangles sway

your fashion is a failure dear
a gaudy little flop
attempt instead to be austere
not way beyond the top.

Tuesday, April 01, 2014


If I said I hurt
would you know where?
or claimed to speak truth
would anyone care?
or said it was cold
would goosebumps occur?
Specific details
I shall strive to proffer.

Monday, March 31, 2014

In Order

Tomorrow the trauma begins
he thinks as he secretly grins
excitement exudes from his being
he's always enjoyed A to Z-ing.

Sunday, March 30, 2014


Care too much - I'm burned
not enough I'm spurned
and thus at quite an early age
I subsequently learned

that space does not suffice
it takes a heart of ice
to stay alive as mortals wage
their war of nicey-nice

the smiles on their lips
gigantic to eclipse
the pitted swords of petty rage
that dangle at their hips

but lifetime as a grunt
has taught me to be blunt
and the stratagem at this stage
is forfeiting the front.

Saturday, March 29, 2014


For every graceful butterfly
that guilds the yawning sky
there's an earthbound warty toad
that's oh so shy
and glumly wonders why
it doesn't have the gear to fly

but as it mopes around the moor
and takes a moment to mature
it finds another mode
better than before
then understands for sure
you don't need wings to soar.

Friday, March 28, 2014


It takes more and more dye
to further the lie
and there's more to deny
to keep downing the rage

it's no secret why
we're less and less spry
as winter winds sigh
and rattle the cage.

Thursday, March 27, 2014

The Floor is Yours

It may seem odd
but life is chance
it's patron god
is circumstance
so why just plod
when you can dance?

Wednesday, March 26, 2014


She called him a hunk
More like a punk
I quietly muttered
my shoulders sunk

and then I slunk
away in a funk
why is life cluttered
with frustrating junk?

Tuesday, March 25, 2014


Scavengers aren't quite as sleek
as predators you see
for muscle tone need not be peak
when carrion is free
although you'd never hear from me
that anyone is weak
because I'd never want to be
accosted by a sneak.

Monday, March 24, 2014

"I see!" said the Blind Man

It's strange, but as my eyesight wanes
my focus reaches all-time gains
compelling me to try and learn
the discipline I chose to spurn
when I was lacking brains

a dizzy, tousle headed kid
with crazy dreams beneath the lid
that grew into a graying grouch
determined not to be a slouch
and make an honest bid.

Sunday, March 23, 2014

On the Rocks (again)

I thought that slab of ice
would escape the eddy's embrace
it twirled around altogether thrice
remaining in its place

but then I heard a loud ker-plunk
and listened for a scream
until I saw a heart-shaped chunk
go bobbing down the stream

Saturday, March 22, 2014

Sounding Off

Am I one among the sheep
another mindless bleepity-bleep
a scruffy, bleating quadruped
confused unless I'm being led?
consumed by all the vain pursuits
conceived by butchers in cahoots
who know the cheapest way to kill
is let the greedy have their fill
on most days I'm resigned to blah
today I simply utter "Bah!"

Friday, March 21, 2014

Song and Dance

There's nothing more unjust
than unrequited lust
just ask the one whose hopes are bust

but that's the lovers bane
uncertain bids to ascertain
the length of the refrain

Thursday, March 20, 2014


We're all a bit mad
as we journey through hell
most dealings I've had
have not ended well
and while I feel bad
my worries dispel

for even though pettiness stings
it's pointless in the scheme of things

Wednesday, March 19, 2014


That wispy arch of cloud
is like a fluffy brow
and thus the moon's endowed
with a look that says 'Hey now'

Tuesday, March 18, 2014


The crows commute
their morning route
traversing pointless toils
and like this crew
I'm searching too
for any signs of spoils

and while they caw
I set my jaw
determined to contend
with hopes my flight
attains new height
before I must descend.

Monday, March 17, 2014


Moving machines were made to move
so please proceed and help me prove
that mass in motion means you're free
(at least that's how it's meant to be).

Some go fast and some go slow
too many seem to need a tow
regardless of our rate of speed
we never quite outrun our need.

Sunday, March 16, 2014


There's nothing wrong with compassion
it's something we all should share
but watch for reporters that fashion
a reason they think you should care

by artfully shooting the issue
with emphasis on the oppressed
until you cry out for a tissue
while they walk away unimpressed

it's all about being awarded
an Emmy for changing our view
regardless how much they distorted
the facts with shovels of poo.

Saturday, March 15, 2014

Reading You

We're much too jaded to be
enamored with poetry
preferring to watch TV

than listen to some old goat
unpretentiously promote
some drivel that he wrote.

Friday, March 14, 2014


We're all disconnected
by high-def displays
and badly infected
with viral malaise
we've smugly rejected
the outdated ways
which fostered communion
that strengthened the union.

Thursday, March 13, 2014

Mean to Do It

We wouldn't want anyone to think
our indiscretions were planned
unless of course (nudge-nudge, wink-wink)
a blunder becomes something grand.

Wednesday, March 12, 2014

No Object

You know you're sick
with naught to show
the coin goes quick
you're sick you know

you've dug the pit
with each new shrug
and you can't quit
the pit you've dug

the farm you buy
may have its charm
when time runs shy
you buy the farm.

Tuesday, March 11, 2014


Please don't make me idle
I'll sputter and I'll spit
but never bite the bridle
so you might as well just quit

instead, let's work together
and perhaps we'll get a chance
to disengage the tether
of a stagnant circumstance.

Monday, March 10, 2014

Grand Slam

Orion is at the horizon
or wait, is that Babe Ruth?
"He knocked that moon outta here!"
I can hear them shout from the booth.

Sunday, March 09, 2014


Every sunrise sparks a thrill
that maybe we could yet fulfill
a destiny of grand design
forsaking hate as we refine
the art of learning not to kill
when others cross the line.

Every sunset stirs a twinge
of wonder that we still impinge
upon the vacuum dark and vast
which seems to be expanding fast
as we attempt to binge
on seconds much too scant to last.

Saturday, March 08, 2014

Well Played

Please don't fret
for no one should
I'll live on yet
within the wood

and every time
you touch my neck
the strings will chime
with every peck

and though your pain
may make you wail
the love you gain
is off the scale.

Friday, March 07, 2014


The floor will heave
the structure grieve
whenever frosty barbs deceive
a level spot
ensuring rot
contaminates a placid plot.

Thursday, March 06, 2014

Call Me Pontius

If Jesus came back
as a strung out heroin addict
shuffling along
in such a drunken stupor
that you'd swear he was leaning
at a forty five degree angle
and looked at you
with tears streaming down his face
and mumbled about
needing seventeen dollars
for a bus ticket to Virginia
with so much pain in his voice
it hurt to listen
on one of the coldest nights
in recent memory
then asked if he could come in
to warm up,
what would you do?

I ran inside and started pouring coffee
while my wife most prudently
called the centurions
who showed up rather quickly
and subsequently took him away
to be persecuted
until they investigated
and found he was from Utica
but had a warrant in Buffalo.
They didn't want him,
apparently no one did.

Wednesday, March 05, 2014


I cashed in my liesure
to cancel a siezure
and keep things all toasty inside
a standard procedure
for slackers beleaguered
by duties they shouldn't have shied.

Tuesday, March 04, 2014


Another painful episode
of unexpected stress
no wonder the obsessed explode
when cleaning up the mess

but once I'm finished with the crud
I put away the broom
and save myself a pointless flood
of self-inflicted gloom.

Monday, March 03, 2014


I saw four robins today
that ruffled their orange and gray
absorbing the lengthening beams
despite the frigid extremes
and then went on their way
for spring is no closer it seems.

Sunday, March 02, 2014

Plant One On Me

Lavender's soothing
Violet is nice
Petunia, so vibrant
and Lily? No vice

Daisy's a looker
and Rose has her hips
but who's that young blossom
with luring red lips?

Saturday, March 01, 2014


The howling winter wind is drear
and I can barely battle back the gloom
but soon the silence will be here

that settles after every storm is clear.
In later days one thought will loom:
the howling winter wind is drear

will I be blessed with someone near
to hold me when I face that doom,
the silence that will soon be here

that sidles closer each new year
despite the hopes that also bloom?
The howling winter wind is drear

it fills one with a certain fear
like parents watching children groom,
that soon the silence will be here.

We struggle to stay cavalier
as evanescent moments zoom;
the howling winter wind is drear
but soon the silence will be here.

Friday, February 28, 2014


I'm trying to shut down my mind
but the switch is a challenge to find
I'm wandering halls
and groping the walls
denying the fact that I'm blind

a person in need of a break
that's hoping (for everyones sake)
to hear a click
pretty damn quick
before I have all I can take.

Thursday, February 27, 2014


A dozen grayish pigeons were in flight
surrounding one that looked completely white
as though they could rescind their compromise
by shadowing the flawless through the skies

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

ad nauseum

You have the right to annoy
I have the right to ignore
accost me once more with your ploy
and you might end up on the floor

you're also entitled to brag
as I am to likewise berate
or follow the instinct to gag
when you're telling us you're so great.

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Out of Will

Everyone stopped
as the firemen chopped
and the temperature dropped

the ice was thick
they didn't need to be quick
I felt a little sick

things looked bleak
they pulled him from the creek
this world disowns the meek.