Cellular

Is anything real on the internet?
Well here’s one truth on which you can bet
The ardor that prompted these words to flow
Is not a hoax or innuendo

It streams from somewhere deep inside
Transmitted through every nucleotide
Creative content without a price
From my cell straight to your device.

Millennialism

I have moral superiority,
I don’t need brakes
According to the television
I never make mistakes
All I have to do is just
repeat whatever they say
So take your bumper and go boomer
You’re ruining my day.

Raise the Bar

If your soapy isn’t sudsy
It just may be a dudzy
Forgive me for the trouble
If I’ve gone and burst your bubble
Perhaps some rubzy dubzy
Could make your lather double.

Liberating

The song of a bird
In the morning, when heard,
Is that what first stirred
The need to be free,

Was it wind in the hair
Or a burst of fresh air?
I think it’s quite fair
To say maybe all three.

Deep

“Oh no, not the rain!”
He gasped as he began to feign
Paroxysms of pain
A truly Oscar worthy bit

Her eyes became grim
Looking sternly over the rim
Of her glasses at him
“Hilarious you little shit!”

Then he took her hand
While smiling at the reprimand
No surface dwellers understand
When love becomes legit.

Progenitor

You gave me
The best of you
A sapling tree
That only grew

Well or ill
Good and bad
You loved me still
Happy birthday Dad!

Solicitations

What do you think is odder
Using failure for fodder
Or satire as solder?

As long as someone’s reading
I'm fine with conceding
(don’t make me start pleading).

Way to Go

If you view life as an adventure
You can’t wait for the next chapter
Where you’ll go
Who you’ll know
While chasing what you’re after

The mundane turns fulfilling
That is if you are willing
Take your shot
Fill your plot
With a climax extra thrilling.

Chiseled

Foolish old men
Should never think young
Or say, Well, back then…
If they hate being stung

By the candor of youth
That flows so carefree
Revealing the truth
For those who won’t see

The sucker beheld
In the mirror each morn—
Delusions dispelled
By reflections of scorn.

Grind

Does coffee fuel compromise?
He pondered watching ringlets rise
Above his steaming cup of brew
Maybe in a sip or two

Though bitterness can complicate
A chance for people to relate
Enjoy your quibbles and caffeine
With one you love, know what I mean?

Almost

New year
Same old temptations
One beer
Absolves reservations
So near
The best of situations:
No fear
Or expectations.

Pro-Vanity

When rinsing out the color just applied
I laugh about the depth of human pride
Disguising what took decades to accrue
In hopes that someone says, “Well look at you!”

Bridge

It takes you to another place
A long forgotten time
To get you past the droning signature lag
An interval of lilting grace
Beyond the grief and grime
A shortcut to escape the latest snag

Conveying sentimental souls
Through dark uneven ways
A portal to that lost idyllic Then
You touch the radio controls
Remembering that blaze
The span you wish you could traverse again.

Wild

A peacock is a flamboyant flamingo
Or so I heard somebody say
And my dog most resembles a dingo
When he eyes me in that hungry way.

Undeterred

As the new year began
He pondered his course
A reticent man
Well versed in remorse
But never a plan

For such involved trust
To help counteract
The setbacks that must
Perplex such a pact
And his faith was just

So-so as of late
Existence had been
Much harder to date
Than way back when
But hope was innate

And as the sun rose
He shielded his eyes
And said, “Who knows
if it’s foolish or wise?
We'll see how it goes.”