Monday, December 31, 2012

NEW YEAR's EVE

Be Careful out there...





Poems will return on Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Sunday, December 30, 2012

A Look Into Now Series #33

A brown vase sits
on a glass coffee table
waiting to be knocked off;
A figment of my imagination
waits on a bed of silk sheets
waiting to be knocked up;
Three cats in a desert of love
play with a wild rat that
can belong to none of them;
Winds of pain silently
torture my thoughts of you
since you left me once again.

21Dec12

Saturday, December 29, 2012

A Look Into Now Series #32

no regrets have left these lips since

eyes were first laid upon you, and

no words will ever be spoken about

the unnatural way you love me, or

the way you suppress my need to

become that which I need to be.

21Dec12

Friday, December 28, 2012

A Look Into Now Series #31

out from the corner
of the private room
in which I hide all
my dirty thoughts,
is the dark figure
with whom I have
had my sordid affairs,
and to this day
know not the gender
or the reputation that
brings me back so often.

21Dec12

Thursday, December 27, 2012

A Look Into Now Series #30




fingers on both hands

move across the keys

in rapid-fire succession,

as if the words they execute

are so important to the

grand finale seduction

that no breaks are witnessed

until the last orgasm occurs.

21Dec12

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

A Look Into Now Series #29



Age purges us of our innocence
so easily over the years, only noticing
when illness extracts the vibrancy
once guiding our once crafty songs;

Age tell us when and where but not how
she will twist our thoughts and skew
our memories, letting confusion be
the only path on which our feeble legs can walk;

Age loves us like a wanton whore
whose succulent body teases our blood
while our enslaved, hot muscles attempt
to perform as imprinted, but fail;

Age folds us into a room of lost remembrances
giving us the key to escape but no lock
or door or future into which we can peer
or retreat should we decide to stay.

21Dec12

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

A Look Into Now Series #28

I will not dance at your funeral
nor will I dance at your grave;
I will not display any emotions
since you left us prematurely;
I will suffer silently your passing and
will love you all immensely forever.

18Dec12

Monday, December 24, 2012

A Look Into Now Series #27

Reach down inside me and
pull out what you desire;

take what you think is yours
leaving the rest for others to devour;

trail wet kisses along my body side
as you tease me with your eyes;

but, do not take more than you need
as one day it may be returned.

18Dec12

Sunday, December 23, 2012

A Look Into Now Series #26

beneath your wanton eyes
lips kiss me tenderly;
beneath your sensuous lips
breasts suggest intentions;

















beneath your subtle breasts
womanhood opens invitingly;
beneath our casual embrace
undeniable longing lies with us.

18Dec12

Saturday, December 22, 2012

A Look Into Now Series #25


a carpenter holds out
a smooth and gentle hand,
pulling me out of the
depths of despair
so that I can pull others
and together we can
live in the light of love.

18Dec12

Friday, December 21, 2012

A Look Into Now Series #24





On the wings of Buffalos we soar into the sky as
though one's limitations and fears were of no concern;

Through the eyes of innocent children we see clearly
that which no adult would ever be able to imagine;

From inside our careless and reckless lives we try to
imagine the horrows of the last few seconds of life.

18Dec12

Thursday, December 20, 2012

A Look Into Now Series #23

It is not for today that
we live but for tomorrow;
It is not for ourselves that
we do but for others in need;
It is not for flags that
we fight but for freedom;
It is not for a belief that
we die but for a promise.

18 Dec12

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

A Look Into Now Series #22

I can feel your hot breath...

I can feel your smooth body...

I can feel your slow moving fingers...

I can feel your hand between my legs...

I can feel my body open up to you...

I can feel your currents wash over me...

I can feel the waves moving in and out of me...

I can sense the end of the day but not the moment...

I can easily match your rhythms...

I cannot hold back our time.

11Dec12

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

A Look Into Now Series #21

torturing currents of excitement immediately
course through our veins and muscles
as we explode in convulsions of erotic orgasms,
looking around at those who have watched us,
return to their normal, uneventful lives.

11Dec12

Monday, December 17, 2012

A Look Into Now Series #20



the floor is crowded with partners
who like us move in slow circles,
who like us release the heat of closeness,
who like us have exploring sensations
traveling from one opening to the other,
who unlike us keep their hands to themselves
as we erupt, shudder, and hold close.

11Dec12

Sunday, December 16, 2012

A Look Into Now Series #19

the world wants us not

whose age approaches fifty,

unless it is for power or money

or to babysit, as if our time

has become less valuable than sight

and our memories have become

a few useless wild cards that will

never be used in "real" poker.

11Dec12

Saturday, December 15, 2012

A Look Into Now Series #18

within the imagination we explore
fantasies and fetishes of the flesh,
touching and feeling the forbidden,
as if alive and real it has become;
mental images moving us in and out
of preconceived sexual situations
that ignite the fires so often extinguished;
journeys of passion we explore like early travelers
who were never satisfied, exploring the unknown,
wearing cloaks of darkness to hide weaknesses,
but relentless in pursuit of unparalleled pleasures;
induced states of sexual innuendos ruled
the consciousness like some erotic opiates
had been boiled inside the pleasure tea;
releasing and renewing desires for both
males and females and those inbetween became
the hopeless, wishful desires twisted around
those of us who knew we would never break free.

11Dec12

Friday, December 14, 2012

A Look Into Now Series #17



we are born without warranties and
we are raised without forgiveness;
we are trained in the art of war but
we are never allowed to win the game;
we are herded around to acquire debt
we are amazed that we have no discipline;
we die prematurely,
we are buried absentmindedly,
we are seldom cherished afterwards; but,
we are free…
1Dec12

Thursday, December 13, 2012

A Look Into Now Series #16




greed regulates and perpetuates
our lives not much different
than cockroaches who have
survived for thousands of years;
false harmonies have been
our battle cry as we take what
belongs to others because we can
while spitting our platitudes
of equality, truth, and justice;
sad that we are who we are but
still too insufficient for us to change.
1Dec12

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

A Look Into Now Series #15



We are targets of our own selfish limitations and
targets for those who are here, but don’t understand;
we are sentinels of joy and destruction, exploring


what is not ours but apparently ours to take;
we are sad creatures who prey on the weak minded
as they have very little room in which to bargain;
we are destined not to have a destiny anymore.
1Dec12

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

A Look Into Now Series #14



I have loved but been
without
love all of my life
without
the means to escape
without
the need to give more
without
the willingness to accept
and now
in these last few years
without
any regrets or remorse.
1Dec12