Change #2

thirty minutes drift

into circles of three,

explaining the what,

how, and why in reverse

order from what we

have become used to.

13April14

Protégé

over my shoulder, I look,

glancing at my life as it
inevitably passes me by;
noticing, as a spectator would
how carelessly it was lived
and how foolishly it was
focused on fleeting whims;
wishing...  it could be relived
by someone else with me
coaching from the side lines;
fearful...  that my successor
would not get it right either.

13April14

A Quickie

how odd it is
to see you
laying there
in the bed you
recently abandoned,
as if my need
for you surpasses
my desire for others;
hoping our
so-called love
can still be shared
just as superficially
as it was before;
hoping my tongue
will not send you
away again before
we can consummate
your return.

13April14

Our Anniversary - 16 Years Later

Whether it is sixteen or twenty-one

our journey has been filled

with memories only

read about in books as

two different people became one;

from contemplation to frustration,

our love has been tested

and always in crisis we merge,

resolving and dissolving

all issues affecting our keep;

we stand more than united

neither falling or dividing

even when perceptions

may influence us otherwise;

transfixed and determined

resolved and resounding remain

indebted and embedded within

each other's minds and souls.

10April14

Change #1

I cannot imagine who
the lucky person will be,
whether male or female,
but one thing is certain
and that is relationships,
no matter how solid at first,
always have a tendency to
move to the "taking for granted"
level sooner or later and
everything that was, changes.

4April14

Self Discipline

they all looked so seductively
beautiful at the banquet that
it was difficult to tell which
one should be caught and
which one should be set free
which ones were guaranteed;
but, unfortunately that was not
the purpose of the event nor
was it the purpose of my
employment, although it made
the need for discipline apparent.

4April14

Developmental Reflection

in the quiet solitude from
the absence of rain, we
attempt to listen and reflect
about our finite limitations,
since we presuppose purpose
and rely on generated hope
from the same faith that
generated the rains to fall and
wash away all the vestiges
of hate and innocence, allowing
reachable common ground
from educated affluence while
looking down on all others in
an obvious oblivious manner.

3Apr14

Stubborn

If we are absolute

in being resolute,

there there is no room

for compromise or

growth from the change

we are forced to accept.

3Apr14

Pain

there is nothing in my
heart anymore except
the pain that coincides
with mental memories
of hateful comments
made towards me
while telling others how
so much you loved me.

3Apr14

May Showers

harmful comments
roll off the tongue
like rainfall in May
regenerating growth
instead of stifling it; yet,
some believe the contempt
and humiliation will
burst forth new life and
a new beginning as the
old one is destroyed.

3Apr14

Just Clay

a fire burns within

my head's mind as if

I were a thrown piece

of clay in a heated kiln,

awaiting transformation,

and a new life sitting

between photos on a

sturdy wooden mantel.

1Apr14

A Path Forward

lights dance around me like angels as
I walk down the busy street of my life,
dodging speeding driver less vehicles
that appear to be bent on my demise;
if values and morals got me here
then what will release and return me
to that which I know all too well?
there is no shovel in my hole
to dig it deeper or to get me out, still,
I feel the rainy season is approaching;
dangling in front of me are the organs
of delight that have circumvented all...
but protect me as I walk off hours,
seeing first hand their futile natures.

1Apr14

Shit Happens

in webs of deceit, we
find ourselves tangled,
wishing the first lie
had never been told,
but resolute with
the path going forward
and forever making
the attempt to hide
what had been done
so long ago...  until, our
guilt convinces the
remaining shadow trapped
in the sticky fibers of
death to finally give it up.

1Apr14

Parole

before you I kneel when
I could be sitting accused
of a crime we all have
committed every day
when we awake and
literally smell freedom
on the other side of our
thoughts but refuse to
seek it out...
that which is ours...
because we are unsure
as to how it should be use,
during our lives here without
the possibility of parole.

1Apr14

New Blood

we break traditions with the past,

with each new generation, thinking
our replacement parts are better,
carefully using all we know reluctantly,
understanding who we are, but,
attempting the clarification anyway,
inevitably starting new traditions.

1Apr14

ALONE

stand up for me

when I walk by

since I am the

king of loneliness

and you are the

one exciting me;

stand up for me

when I walk by

because I am he

who never was and

never meant to be;

but, who lives deep

inside the soul of

all of you who fear

not being alone.

25Mar14

Mirage

we are not in the desert
and we see images that
cannot be, walking among
us like they lived here
too but we know them not;
and, while they walk and
talk and dress like us, there
is something out-of-order in
how arrogant they are.

25Mar14

It's a Duck

If I start you today
and some tomorrow
finishing the day after,
will there be continuity
or just congruence that
doesn't seem to follow?

24Mar14

Finite Hearts

death solicits only once, yet,

can hide in the shadows watching

and we know

that day will eventually dawn, so,

we live carelessly

taunting it here prematurely,

living life fully as if

that practice is our purpose,

instead of giving ourselves to others

expecting nothing in return.

24Mar14

What am I?

I don't know what I don't know
and I don't need what I don't have,
but within those limitations is
the catalyst that propels me into
a reluctance acceptance that wanting
and desiring oftentimes arrive
bring strange consequences that
undermine my future outlooks.

23Mar14

Two Sons

It has always been understood that
our lives here on earth only last a
certain amount of time, and then we
perish into a new life considerably
different from what we have known;
but, how does that fit the stereotype
of what we have come to believe
and how do we reconcile beliefs
with scientific realities, especially
when dates show large contradiction?

22Mar14

Gravity

into decades my life
has been classified
and grouped into  three
prominent areas of my
so called development;
in the first, I grew,
learned, and matured,
but in the second I
finally understood
or thought I did, yet,
was too busy acquiring,
until I stumbled into
the third and began to
appreciate all that had
taken place in me before;
it was a glorious sixty,
and candles were burned
on both ends and songs
were sung and alcohol
consumed and purged
like the Romans did; but,
when I fell off my high,
my landing was soft
because you had always
been there for me and
I just didn't know it.

22Mar14

Between the Lines

your boobs juggled
their way into my
imagination and
desires causing us
to respond sexually
to a false desire about
which we both knew,
but continued to pursue
because it felt good
to be unequivocally
needed by someone again.

21Mar14

Attraction

it was a minor flaw that

brought you to me; yet, we

both took advantage of our

weakness to create clarity

and understanding, albeit

discreet and temporary in

nature but sufficient enough

to post bail on our crimes.

21Mar14

On the lamb

hunted by those who
masquerade
as my benefactors,
I cover my trail
so that
time between visits
is random
and what appears to be
is not that at all,
but what is
inconsequential
is a big deal.

21Mar14

Fakery

we mostly say what we
don't believe, hoping to
satisfy the listener and
be invited back again to
that which we don't enjoy.

21Mar14

New Horizons

Ready to Obey


before you, I kneel
head bent forward
eyes to the ground
awaiting...
patiently awaiting...
your command
your direction
your words
all penetrating my soul,
exciting me,
leaving me wet
with anticipation.

21Mar14

Obeying

between my legs

I place my hand

where both legs join;

into the forest

to find the pond

and quince my thirst,

moving in and out

like a beaver

building a dam

sensing the ultimate

conclusion is at hand.

21Mar14

Coersion

ego friendly systems exist
all around me, and,
I wonder why?
solar panels
and windmills,
electric and hydrogen opportunities
proliferate
all my awakened senses, and,

I scream out why?
nature doesn't care
and I will be dead and gone
long before
any mass worry arrives,
and yet,
someone believes
we should think like them...
why?

19Mar14

Games

inside the spirit of
friendly competition,
we resent the opportunity to fail,

always disclosing
the reasons for it afterwards
and always
making pathetic excuses
for not competing again.

19Mar14

Deceit

we see what we need to see,
hear what we need to hear,
yet the conclusions drawn
from these inferences
differ dramatically,
preventing us from accepting
points-of-view that even slightly
differ from our own...  while
conveying just the opposite
with the words we use.

19Mar14

Always Poised

harmony sits on a
gloved heart like
a Maltese Falcon
anticipating flight;
but, my mind slumps
as if,
it were experiencing a mild stroke,
inadvertently releasing
the one creature
capable of self destruction.

19Mar14