Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Expiditer

Forgive me as I bask
in the halfhearted glow
of finishing off
a meaningless task
I'm going slow
but you should know
despite my scoff
whenever they ask
I make it so.

Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Pane of Love

They tried to reach
new heights in bed
but had a breech
and fell instead.

Monday, July 29, 2013

Accomplishment

If something needs to be done
just do it
you don't need to ask anyone
get to it
and you might even have some fun
who knew it?

Sunday, July 28, 2013

Dependent

They grew me fresh eyes
but I still couldn't see
through the clips that comprise
this new century

they cultured my joints
to buckle, not bend
when the caucus annoints
a drone to defend

my organs are jammed
with the stones that amass
when skillfully scammed
to digest what they pass

they beefed-up my bone
to brandish the yoke
but I'm not a clone
I'll never be broke!

Saturday, July 27, 2013

Bogged

Fool with fire
you'll be burned
igniting ire
gets you spurned
love turns dire
if unreturned
in the mire
we have churned.

Friday, July 26, 2013

Good One

He never had mean things to say
and always went out of his way
though people of merit are few
he had enough to make two

It's twenty five years since I met
this wit I will never forget
farewells are so hard to extend
have mercy on heaven my friend.

Thursday, July 25, 2013

Residue

We live, we laugh
we love, we cry
while precious years
go flying by
regardless how we
deem to try
we simply wait
till we must die.

A noble cause
that aids a plea
exemplifies
what we can be
excluded from
Eternity
there is no other
legacy.

So many forces
shape the clay
that forms the fragile
shell we pray
will last until
we see the day
our souls rejoin
the cosmic fray.

Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Untouched

A rosy hand is spread
across the dusky sky
each wispy digit splayed
as though to motion 'Hi!'
or (gasp) 'Goodbye'

Perhaps it's here to grasp
and peel away the veil
with which we tend to mask
when vision starts to fail
too calloused to read Braille.

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Inclination

That faded innocuous tramp
could care about anyone's stamp
while waiting for a jet to streak by
and leave another wispy ramp
enabling the shady scamp
to roll across the big blue sky.

Monday, July 22, 2013

Lifting Spirits

Believers will seldom renounce their belief
even when crushed by unspeakable grief
but how many times will an athiest kneel
when tortured by trauma too trying to heal?

we feel there is something beyond what we see
and if we just try to perform dutifully
the tenets of love independent of faith
our chance to ascend will be more than a wraith.

Sunday, July 21, 2013

Rank

Have you ever run afoul of educated types
that use their knowledge like a club
for taking vicious little swipes
at dolts they've learned to snub?

But how can one store all those facts
within such a narrow mind?
apparently these mental acts
just forge more axes to grind.

The older I get, the less I know
I should've stayed in class
to earn the right to also blow
what pompous asses pass.

Saturday, July 20, 2013

Sport

I'm not as resilient as I used to be
though I still know how to bounce
just make your move and then we'll see
if you're even worth an ounce

I've labored so many hours away
without showing much of a gain
my constant futility tends to belay
resistance to unresolved pain

that cripples those corroding joints
reluctant to bear the brunt
of shame a prideful ploy appoints
when jockeying for front.

Friday, July 19, 2013

Gripe

There's nothing worse
than wordy tripe
it's such a curse
there's nothing worse
than vexing verse
with too much hype.
There's nothing worse
than wordy tripe!

Thursday, July 18, 2013

Wicked

Beneath the sterile glare
of an artificial light
our shadows have no flair
they're victims of the bright
but candlelight will make them thrive
and seem as though they've come alive.

The flicker of the flame
can make the darkness dance
like spirits come to claim
their one and only chance
to join the living here today
before the night takes all away.

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Immoderate

Are they all over-written
or have I been bitten
by chiggers with burning green eyes?

I'm not a Rhodes scholar
I wear a blue collar
and don't know the wheres from the whys

but a poem should invite you
extremely excite you
with language that flows seamlessly

and not be so clunky
or cleverly funky
that reading requires a degree.

Enough of this whining
the Summer sun's shining
it's time to explore without fear

and fluently fashion
with purposeful passion
new worlds in my own little sphere.