Poetry, stories and strange odds and ends from the desk of a writer
Secrets and shadows, wine and rain Just questions spinning round Inside my head there is no peace The answers lost not found Where are the things to end my pain In confusion, I’m bound By fears that never seem to cease I look beneath the ground And now I pause to take no breath Alone … Continue reading Not Yet
I am – she cares not who that is I’m nix but words that scorn A heart despised by acid tongue For love is ne’er reborn With contempt, she let my heart dream Her love was mine to hold But love be damned when left for dead Outside in winter’s cold No pity has she … Continue reading Ne’er Reborn
As I gaze through the window pane I see questions I should ask you Yet the answers will hurt again I see the rose in fragrant hue Her beauty compares not to you For your beauty is all I see Still my heart is broken in two If you can’t see love inside me … Continue reading Window Gazing
The hustle of her chamois leather jeans That caught my eye on that hot summer night A glance, a smile and the story began With hidden words of love that poets write With deep sandy eyes, she hypnotized me I was willing to surrender my heart For she stole my mind in erotic dance Such … Continue reading Spanish Eyes
In silence. none can hear unspoken dreams Yet silence still speaks louder than any screams A man alone can only see his fear He feels it drawing him in somewhere near The chosen path is known by few who care To walk alone a man must take the dare In darkness, purest truth is seen … Continue reading Purest Truth
A habit becomes need The fun that was has gone A fix now feeds their greed The addict is alone A drug echoes the fear When need cries out no more Reality draws near And pain shakes on the floor The fun carried a cost A buzz, a high, what price? Now all is gone … Continue reading Addiction
Persuasions offered in their words Slogans repeated in ways absurd It must be true on the TV No biased questions on the news Political lies and points of views It must be true on the TV Reality shows to numb the brain The masses are easy to train It must be true on the TV … Continue reading Box Of Lies
Shattered pieces of the heart Lie scattered at the end of love Forever is over and now we part Memories and tears are all that is left of The days we shared as ecstasy smiled When passion was yours and mine Loving too fast and intensely wild But the end came to our lover’s shrine … Continue reading Instead Of Kisses
As the sky grows weary and the slow clouds laden with rain rumble ever closer to where we wait for the last bus unprotected from the coming storm a brief flash and for a moment the world is bright in whiteness and my eyes see desperation perspiring from your skin and I take the chance … Continue reading Approaching Thunder
Texte: The poets were good teachers, for they taught Earth had this joy; but that 'twould ever be That fortune should be perfected in me, My heart of hope dared not engage the thought Robert Seymour Bridges The poets were good teachers, for they taught Of visions unseen by the human eye Of beauty seen … Continue reading NaPoMo 30: Poetic View
When hearing future times echo within A moment to pause and see her within The innocence of love inside their eyes And he touches her skin to feel within Her belly tight with the tension of new life As ultrasound echoes the proof within The words of love have now led us to this For … Continue reading NaPoMo 27: A Moment
Our day has come to love beyond the night To ride our wave against the world of fear Give me your hand and let me draw you near My love, come join me on the wingless flight And destruction may be the way ahead My arms embrace will hold you ever close Protect you from … Continue reading NaPoMo 21: The Pact
In darkness whispers kept talking to me And whispers echoed around in my mind A growling roar that once was far behind In the realms of a childhood fantasy Those days before my soul walked strong and free When the future dreams were not mine to find My heart was lost, afraid and running blind … Continue reading NaPoMo 18: On the Way Down
What star should I lean on As I walk the path of life Towards my destiny, my future, my death Who is the star that leads me? The shining example of doing it right Who is the man who stands beside me When seeking that second opinion But trust only the instinct of self To … Continue reading NaPoMo 11: Tad-cu
As time passes a boy must become a man leaving behind the carefree days of youth to shoulder the weight of life but a poet will always write of love and fear of sun and rain of seasons turning again and again old times and new the poet remains to record the memories that is … Continue reading NaPoMo 10: Rite of Poetry
Texte: What yo’ gwine t’ do when de lamp burn down What Yo’ Gwine T’ Do? By Anon Are we alone now as the lights go down And your kiss overwhelms my sense of self Like lovers fresh from a night on the town Where nothing exists except you and me In that moment there … Continue reading Turn Out the Light
As mountains rise toward the sky The spring rainbows across the ground New life is gathering around And eagles call from up on high Forgotten vales of winter white As flowers replace thawing snow In valleys, I have come to know I find my place of sacred light My god, once dead, is young again … Continue reading NaPoMo 5: To Loki
Romantic heart that graced paper and ink Inspiring poets far beyond your time With words that danced across the years between And on the page your dreams of love are seen By lovers seeking the sense in a rhyme And as I write my dreams begin to think Of Byron, Shelley, and Mr. John Keats … Continue reading NaPoMo 3: Romancing the Verse
What hides behind that old closed door A mystery from days before What secrets kept by concrete walls And does it hear the future’s calls Or is it lost for evermore? The old man sees the days ahead Alone; a widow now she’s dead Yet memories will always be The joys of love, of he … Continue reading NaPoMo 2: A Man’s Refuge
The hushed words we shared in that sacred place That spoke of love divine and future dreams Our solemn oath in a wish and a prayer With radiant smiles beneath lunar beams And we are one before the lady’s grace The ropes that bind a man unto his wife As by her side, he’s promised … Continue reading A Place of Grace
We were so young when we made the plan A youthful wish without a dime I promised you with all I can Whatever mountains I must climb I’d find your treasure in the grime And though I fell down the steep slope Our future stretched in mists of time Distant dreams held in silent hope … Continue reading A Guy
