It was late
She was wide awake
A yawn
Looking forward to the dawn
Monday morning
It had been a year
Since she and he
Had talked
And looking down
At her bundle of joy
With sorrow in her heart
And her arms
Curled to
Soothe
Maybe too tight
Catching herself she let go
She looked further right
And the dark wall of heat
Turned away
She had another six months
But she needed to breathe
The air had gotten light
The house could no longer
Accommodate her height
Escape
Wrong word
But it seemed right
To get away
Work
Was her window
For time to herself
So she could be left with
Her mind and herself
No more crying
Waking in time
For her health
She should be grateful
But how
When her mother
Had stated her content
With
“Now you’ll see.
You have one for yourself.”
Then there … Continue reading
Month: July 2012
100 Day Story: Day 000
Love stories
Take turns
For the better
Or worse
‘Til death
The earthquake was a disaster
That split your world apart
Separation
Anxiety
Where to start
The surgeon says to the heart
I’m the healer but you’ll
Never be the same
The scars
Mend
Love
Stories
Written
Rational
Should have been
From the beginning
But wasn’t
Until death
Allowed you to part
Fully aware
The telling starts
Walk Away
I’ve had the privilege
To meet a lot of beautiful women
To be adored
Even if I didn’t get ‘em
And was insensitive
And let ‘em
Walk away
Ever since that first time
I was always thinking
Twice
About throwing my heart away
I touch my chest
Remembering
Where my heart should be
And if you were to cross my path today
I would say
She’s beautiful, sexy
Classically
Her legs they call to me
Her hips meet her waist proportionately
But she’s not for me
Even if we shared a glance
Where we saw each others’ lips
Embrace passionately
An exchange of mental orgy
Or I could sense your heartbeat
Your wish
Would have to be demonstrated
Vocally
Because I don’t want to inflict pain
Unless you were versed in these Arts
Knowledgeably
I carry the appearance of a hunter
As was told to me
By those beautiful women… Continue reading
Life’s Beautiful
I’m back
Been like this
Stalemate
Draw
Check
Pieces back in place
I get to play again
This time the game
Should be easy friend
Believe me
Ends
Aren’t always how you want them to be
But
You don’t have to
Take it from me
Life’s beautiful
So enjoy the things that you see
Whether they be
Having the perspective
Of a King or Queen
Or soldiers
Of all levels
Going to war endlessly
Maybe a visionary
Might see the world
In grays and shadows
A mix of black and white
Stark contrast to some
Seamless to others
It doesn’t matter
Life’s beautiful
And I’m glad
I get to play again
I was told
The first time around
I hurt a lot of feelings
Unknowingly
Knowing me
It’s probably true
We’re all humans
And if I feel slighted
I’ll hurt you too
Reflex
Vicious
Which contradicts
My desire
To have … Continue reading
Collaboration – A Noun Meaning to Work Together
This posting is for all the poets out there (if you have a friend that’s a poet then let them read this). My true goal is to work with as many of you as possible. I started this site and published the books for two reasons. The first reason is personal exposure and that is a long and arduous road which I will continue on as time permits and I will continue to evolve and improve. The second is somewhat as a resume for my fellow poets. It is impossible to judge the ability, dedication or the love another has for their craft without seeing it and for those who are poets who have read my poems I hope that I have earned your respect. As my true goal is to bring poetry to as big an audience as I can reach I also had to publish a couple volumes … Continue reading