Sunday, June 30, 2024




Feeling less-than-motivated




Fills me with anticipation




Sometimes it’s worth it to say I waited.

Saturday, June 29, 2024

Keep Kicking

If you go with the flow
You may be a fool
Just hitching a tow
To a stagnant pool

Or even worse yet
A whirlpool (how grim)
And then you’ll regret
Your failure to swim.

Friday, June 28, 2024


It seems that it took so long
To hold you in my arms
I thought this day would never be
I can’t wait for you to share
My life and all your charms
But I can’t even get to eight fifty three

It’s eight fifty two
I’m so in love with you
At nine o’clock we say I do
But it’s eight fifty two

Thursday, June 27, 2024

Beyond Debate

Ancients at the podium
Inspire righteous odium
Every word they speak, a lie
Theatrics for the shuttered eye
Best stock up on Imodium
The shit is sure to fly!

Wednesday, June 26, 2024

Pretty Kitty

Tiger crouching in the grass
Patient pose to watch prey pass
Fear not, it’s no ferocious one
This orange beauty prefers the sun.

Tuesday, June 25, 2024

Common Ground

Differences abound
But what cannot be found
Is a reason why we all should unite

Everyone seems to feel
Only their beliefs are real
Resulting in a nonstop ideological fight

We’ve got to find the place
Of compromise and grace
Or watch the fuse ignite.

Monday, June 24, 2024

Didn’t Age Well

Seeing that stale flame
Really left me cold
Remembering the foolish game
And how it grew old
As we did, just the same.

Sunday, June 23, 2024


Want a like
So you can gage
My depth of rage?
Take a hike!

Hear that click?
Press your luck
You'll need to duck
Really quick.

Feel some fear?
It will expand
When you understand
The mob is near.

Saturday, June 22, 2024

Fractured Fairy Tale

There is a crooked man
In a corrupted house
Whose wife has no plan
To save her less-than-upright spouse

He has no good defense
For stirring so much strife
I guess it’s just a consequence
Of living a crooked life.

Friday, June 21, 2024

Current Events

Once you’re immersed
The current pulls you down
Until you’re in over your head

If you stay submersed
You likely will drown
Break through for air instead.

Thursday, June 20, 2024


Return to the source
Primordial force
Soul starts to merge
Sensations surge
Sentient stars
Perform eight bars
Harmony ignites
Phantasmal delights.

Wednesday, June 19, 2024


It’s exhausting to articulate
The lethargy I feel
Bordering on insensate
Is anything even real?

Assailed by the absurdities
To which the weaker cleave
And all their foul proclivities—
For truth, I grieve.

Tuesday, June 18, 2024

Thinking of John

You played where you weren’t supposed to go
But you went there anyway
Until you learned about the endless show
Then played a different way

We say goodbye to you
Beneath a dying sun
So glad for what you chose to do
So sad for what you might have done

We say goodbye to you
You smile and say hello
Across the universe you flew
To where the sweetest berries grow.

Monday, June 17, 2024


I have such ample breasts
Of chicken, eyes up here
They say a jackass jests
Well, so it would appear.

Sunday, June 16, 2024

In the Moment

A gibbous moon is waxing
O'er the Lightning Bug Ballet,
It’s tranquil and relaxing
As they flit and flash away.

With solstice quickly nearing
What will the summer bring?
I shrug, and just keep leering,
Enraptured by the spring.

Saturday, June 15, 2024

Any Dragons About?

When harridans howl
Heroes hightail
A scavengers scowl
Over wives who wail.

Friday, June 14, 2024


We gave them every comfort
So they could grow to be
The most annoying bastards
The world will ever see

The griping and the whining
And the me me me me me
Are even worse when tempered by
Their skewed morality.

Future mothers, consider this
A drastic call to arms,
Teach discipline or you will find
How much indulgence harms.

Thursday, June 13, 2024

Greener 🤢

Is there anything worse
Than celery that’s flaccid?
How about a vegan
All pasty and placid
That comes to a dinner
With a big covered dish
Of fricaseed crickets
Don’t that sound delish?

Wednesday, June 12, 2024


If you could do it
Would you?
If it would kill you
Could you?
Can you embrace
To salvage another’s
If only I knew
The magic
I'd save her from
The tragic
Without a single
Even if she had to miss

Tuesday, June 11, 2024



The way thieves work the digits makes them think

They can do whatever they want to do

But it could change in one proverbial blink

If we say, “We are many, you are few!”

Monday, June 10, 2024

Bluesman and Robin

I took you under my wing
And taught you how to fight
Despite the paralyzing sting
Of nibbling, gnawing fright
But you were very slight,
Too injured to survive the spring,
Before you flew into the night
You reminded me to sing.

Sunday, June 09, 2024


Suspicious to a fault?
I guess that’s me
But only one or two has proved me wrong.

If you’re not fond of salt
Perhaps it’s best you be
Aware of my salinity, it’s strong.

Saturday, June 08, 2024


How beats the heart
That shrinks and then swells
What rhythm compels
The courage to start?

What forms the mind
That can sweet talk a sigh
But still tell a lie
Of the wickedest kind

Where shines the soul
Of immeasurable worth
We are blessed with at birth?
That spark makes us whole.

Friday, June 07, 2024


I sought something meaningful to say
On your very special day
But duty kept getting in the way

So I hope these simple lines will show
How blessed we were twelve years ago
And I love you more than you can know.

Thursday, June 06, 2024


If you put familial needs before your own
Occasionally you may let loose a groan
Until you feel the love of those who know
The work you do so they can play and grow.

Wednesday, June 05, 2024


The fruit we must not eat
Is the one we most desire
But will it still seem as sweet
When roasting in the fire?
The orchard offers fleeting shade
As steamy flesh is soon flambéed.

Tuesday, June 04, 2024


We’ll bleed them with unending bills
And charge them more for harmful pills
Until they find, what truly kills
Is blind, obdurate trust

Our ancient clan manipulates
All the measures and the weights
Before our foe retaliates
They will be dust

Monday, June 03, 2024


Waiting for the boss
Starting to grow moss
Way past getting cross
Refuse another loss.

Sunday, June 02, 2024


“Choose well when you’re young.”
Said the fool who had hung
Up his calling to care
For the less-than-aware.

But he knew anytime
He could sing, here the crime
Would be to just shirk,
He was no such jerk.

Saturday, June 01, 2024


Welcome to Dystopium
Just past the town of Copium
If you don’t want a taxing life
You better stop at Hopium.