Self Incriminations

hallways in the mind created
abnormal links to reality
burdens itself with familiarities
too precious to deny...
stop bending my thoughts,
I yell out to no one.
leave me now or surely
I will die of loneliness...
it is not for me to question
yet that is exactly what I do,
leaving behind the past
and the future, dwelling only
in the present on which I 
have grown very accustomed,
it is I, I tell myself as if I am
not aware of it happening.
looping myself away from the
miscreants that rest upon my
shoulder day and night. 

November 23, 2024

Rebirth's Birth

down the steps I flee
running away
from my own careless mind,
it tumbles after me
holding on,
paralyzing my thoughts
making me a victim
of its actions,
its rape of me intellectually
violating my personality
as it tortures me
into submission...
into another night of anxiety,
a sleepless night,
and in the morning, I am
exhausted...
to tired to say stop.
fleeing the assault, my body
quivers with excitement,
anticipation, doubt, and regret,
sooner than later, I know
all will be revealed...
I will burst into this life
without my permission.

November 23, 2024

Poem for Conservatives

commodities all they are
people,
raw materials,
machines,
and supplies...
bottom line focus
cutting expenses
leveraging debt
and paying dividends
is what we do to survive,
compassion and empathy
not part of the game,
staying competitive 
beating competition
is how we thrive from
one generation to the next,
built in obsolescence
economies of scale
and clever lawyers
is who we are and certainly
what we are all about.

November 22, 2024

Poem for Liberals

darkness follows light

light creates the dark,

we live in fear of ourselves

never understanding

\the duality of life...

hope lives in the gutters

we live in the huts of time,

minds hate the opposition

our vain lives always shallow,

death forgives life once

consciousness disappears.




November 22,

Devil's Consort

heads roll off the guillotine floor
like crumbs onto the floor when
eating over-cooked cookies, 
shame on us for not seeing what
was right in front of us...
light rain falls into our eyes as
we gaze into the heavens for
a little godly advice...  knowing
it will never be received while
acting as the devil's consort...
dreams of a better life float
through our minds each and
every evening, we remain poor,
like the heads off the guillotine
floor we have no way of judging
how quickly we will fall...
death to us all eventually but
earlier for some who resist
against the system that brought
them here and gave them life,
we are what we eat, as the trite
saying goes when being delivered
from the self-inflicted evils we
unleashed upon this fine earth,
consequences will be paid for.

November 20, 2024

Part Two

inside hides the flaws
outside are the walls
sinners dance religious
tunes for compensation,
we are at the end of life
staying in bed until noon
leaving all the lights off,
turning water into wine
so, we can feed the cats,
dressed in the clothes 
of the day avoiding 
paparazzi and when 
questioned about our 
roles, claim stupidity,
light peers into darkness
darkness lives in souls
death is a warm substitute
for life and all its trappings,
we bend the rules for the
wealthy, leaving poverty
to fend for itself...  my life
is easy to forfeit if it brings
restitution to all that I have
destroyed by my involvement.

November 19, 2024

Social Media

we are who we want to be
rich or poor
attractive or not
liberal or conservative
our photos may be fake,
yet we all need to share
and share we do,
the need is great,
hiding behind our words
and opinions,
lacking in social skills
we have no experience,
and are influenced deeply
by what we read,
no verification
no research
no doubts...
we perceive it to be truth
we form opinions
believing they are truly
righteousness,
never disillusioned,
always reinforced
even when wrong, we are
steadfast in our beliefs.

November 19, 2024

Unguarded Heart

closeness is no requisite for love
physical contact either
attractiveness is an elusive fake
compared to longevity...
love attracts those who need it
ignoring those who don't,
love lends itself well to those who
have nothing to prove and
nothing to gain by the connection,
love lives on the outside
never on the inside of feeling as
as they are too temperamental
and always too fragile...
love comes only once in one's
life if it comes at all and is
oftentimes confused with a
natural attraction of like minds
before the understanding begins,
love tends to be closely guarded
so it is not abused by either side
which is often the case in arguments
that have no meaning or purpose
other to expose differences...
loves lives beyond the petty
and the trite - is there when least
expected always capturing the
unguarded heard at first light.

November 16, 2024

Seasonal Change

cold air streams through the valley
like a service provider without fees,
cats remain curled up inside, some
on a low setting heating pad...
furnaces churn out the heat,
fireplaces burn dry wood...
fall has finally arrived, and we are
are caught without our flannels,
chocolate and sweets once a seasonal
treat, now sits on the countertop
cooling for consumption, as we
play video games, sometimes
answering tweets that have been
sent to us by mistake...
inside we are bound without any
restraints for several months,
losing our summer tans as we
wrap up in blankets to stay warm,
seasons are no longer kind to us
our bodies no longer respond well
to the change - minds resist as well
we don't always notice the change,
reading lamps are on, we sing with
lost harmonies watching our breath
flow out in front of us like some
ghostly spirit leaving our bodies
in search of a better residence.

November 15, 2024

Nature's Way

along the leaf a caterpillar crawls,
robins necking in the trees,
squirrels room freely from tree to tree
more like monkeys in their frivolities,
ants dig holes under tree roots
chipmunks hiding nuts galore,
season after season comes and goes
routines never change here...
ducks on ponds paddle end to end
wild turkeys in the forest hide
especially in November...
deers and does walk freely by
hunters reloading bullets,
snow lays on the ground comforting
those living underneath...
snakes in caves hibernate along
along with their furry friends
and those of us who love the sun
have long since gone home...
nature does as nature lives
we can learn a thing or two from them
but only after we find a way
to put our past behind us.

November 14, 2024

Turning Tides

muted sounds from the mountains
ring out across the valley proper
signaling season's end...
muted sounds from the city
ring out throughout the streets
signaling a changing ownership...
muted sounds from the homes
ring out in the suburbs
signaling a new era...
peace be with you - and to you
keeping a wish list of hopes
and those of fear as well,
pay attention to the teaching
of your children, now that the
devil has come to town...
live vicariously in the debt that
has been amassed as though you
are the only one deserving...
redeem tomorrow from today
for fear you might lose it all.

November 14, 2024

Free our Freedoms

climates of distrust survey
our free lands,
flags unfurled fly high
and oh, so proud,
we are united in our animosity
against a common foe,
divided in our lack of respect
for differing opinions,
we challenge and debate
ignore and confuse,
lie, cheat, and steal to prove
our more valid points, 
delivering our souls from
those elitist watchdogs,
who prey upon the innocent
and ignorant - we conditioned
them as well to be that way,
with strong wills and backs
we muster in ranks of an
original militia to protect  and
defend the honor and
integrity of those who cannot,
we bend a knee to no one
and no nation who believes
our freedoms are free.

November 13, 2024

Lighthouse

long and tall it stands
alone and silent
strong and sturdy
light shines out warnings
in all directions sent
three hundred and sixty
in the darkest night
storm clouds and all
pellets of sleet
lightning blasts into
the ancient ground,
mariners pass by its
towers, recording points\
on navigation charts,
steer clear of it all
live another day...
sleep another night
eat another meal
long and prosper live
free and clear of spirits
take the night upon you
bury the darkness hither
sound the alarm
pass the news - we on
land beseech you to
forever and a day
safe and free will be.

November 12, 2024

Politician

rescind and descend into darkness
barred and blocked from replacement
dishonor the disloyal and fight inside
the opposition is exacting revenge,
hate what is not understood and
love only those who voted for you,
make a pledge not to pledge anything
to those who won the people's voice
since they cannot be trusted...
turn to the past for verifcation
pronouce the future dead on arrival,
live the day as if expecting birth,
giving nothing to those who have
little to offer in return...  and...
above all else, remember this if
remembering nothing else - you
are a politician and are therefore
bound to never telling the truth.

November 12, 2024

Saving Animals

creatures large and small
fat and thin
long or short
white haired or brown
sleepy or active
all gather in my presence
and be saved from the
horrors of alienation,
neglect and starvation,
we protect you as you
protect us with your
loving, unfailing company,
we are yours to have as
you are ours and we
live lives together...
as it should be...
lay down your body next
to mine and feel the
compassion in our 
togetherness...
we are free
we are joined
we are saved
in our eternal attention
to the plight of your
hellish existence.

November 10, 2024

Manifestations

down the road distant
fog emerges -  a likely
precursor of sorts...
one way or another we
decline responsibility,
looking beyond the
manifestation as if it
were an unlikely hoax,
a remark that disparages
our purpose - our meaning
a wind of change blowing
through the minds of those
who claims ignorance 
since ignorance prevails,
a self-admonishing truth
hidden by the courts in
false claims and convictions,
lining up along the streets
to praise the victors in 
songs of adoration like
building the pyramids 
and all godless structures
occupying our southern
hemispheres of growth.

November 9, 2024

Consequences

restlessness is pervasive
surrendered dreams,
cowboys mending fences
sailors on shore leave,
criminals planning robberies
policing streets improved,
a host of vacationers
spending money on tours,
righteousness prevails as
the new social standard,
farmers using illegals
picking crops the people
can no longer afford,
rain washes away sins
no one sees today and
the rulers rule emptiness
instead of the dead who
had elected them before.

November 8, 2024

Queen's Lace

lost and lonely

along the roadside flourish

umbrella shaped

white lace seemingly

poisonous and

foreboding it is...

queen Anne's lace by

name is called,

pretty to the sight

but not the taste,

and those who practice

in the arts of deception

find it oh so familiar,

hairy, solid and

tripinnate it be,

not really in the

queen's family...

thought to be hemlock

soon discarded

put in pots instead

attracting insects.

November 7, 2023

Aftermath Predicted

sadness is the mood of the day
regret is its point of view,
daring to risk the future on a
mind full of rationalization
and ideals linked to failure,
hiding in the backrooms are
the boys of damnation
the girls of prostituted thoughts,
judges of deceit and lies
juries of wholesome discontent,
born out of speculation and
misguided beliefs...  religious
parades of ignorance and 
the burning of witches who
were possessed with conflicting
opinions - right and wrong
had no meaning
no jurisdiction
with trials already decided,
kings and queens bend a knee
the new crown prince arrives,
justice crucified and buried
no resurrection allowed...
the ends justified with the
beginnings and the means
provide equal opportunities.

November 7, 2024

Winning

darkness is fashioned from light

truth depends on an argument

best delivered peacefully...

revenge offers an appearance

only when necessary and the

people always win eventually.

dramas are best told around

campfires when the full moon's

light casts distant shadows and

beliefs are temporarily suspended

in lieu of a promised fresh start.

those who lost scamper off into

a backroom closest - seeking what

little restitution they can find,

while those who pursue unlikely

realities are the ones always 

smiling with the final vote cast.

November 6, 2024

Morning Ready

early morning awakening

late night fumes
rules apply no longer
within the ranges of
what we assume...
face masks protect us
through the vacuum of
time bent forward and
backward by persistence,
leaps of faith 
never guaranteed
form the foundation of
discontent by which we
measuring our passing,
times of journeys
monitored seldom
 wishful thinking from one
station to the other,
bound by a reluctant
desire to awaken refreshed
full of energy 
ready for the day ahead.

November 5, 2024

Life's Behaviors

a trail of thoughts linger on the

mental paths of fantasies,

fighting for juxtaposition and

remembrances of a time where

witches brew sustained life

and dwarfs only counted their

blessings in the dead of night,

a time where visitors roamed

the land unabated, mating with

only unathletic virgins built to

bear the offsprings who would

eventually rule the land....

a time when innocence was

only manifested after copulation

and children were bought and

sold like grains of rice used

for festival cooking and to toss

into the ponds for luck...

it was time of backroom deals

and alliances when stories were

written modeling life's behaviors.

November 4, 2024

Library Days

day by day the minutes pass
as do the hours and moments,
memories fade into the horizon
of time that one so easily passes,
thoughts surround the day
the day unwinds its performance
movements in and out of place
taking place seconds ago...
time hurries through its routine
placing strangers in the transit
mailbox that zips along the road
like a greyhound out on loan,
mysteries collide with circumstance
and the unusual becomes not so
usual but commonplace, speeding
our dimensions as if tethered to
gyroscope keeping it balanced...
records bear out the same evidence
recorded years ago, on magnetic
tape, stored in the archives found
in the basements of libraries.

November 3, 2024

Looking

outside my window looking

leaves on trees I see
shadows and light as well
the presence of the sun I feel,
a sunroom with light abounding
wicker furniture there too...
an empty cat tree since our
three cats are sitting with me,
outside my window looking
no birds of paradise arrive
plenty of robins and bluejays
since the hummingbirds
left here weeks ago...
outside my window looking
on both sides surrounded
by RVs - makes me want to
go camping but I am no
longer that kind of child...
outside my window looking
a neighbor rakes up his leaves
mine will soon be mowed since
it can be done sitting down,
no need to stand all the time...
outside my window, looking
nothing new comes to mind,
just an old fashion community
with lots of peace of mind.

November 3, 2024

Misinformation

rain falls on the ground

unrestricted

trees lose their leaves

unmolested

cars move along our streets

unprotected

children collect on corners

unnoticed

couples tend to their needs

undetected

atmospheric rivers flow

unregulated

wars flourish around the globe

unstoppable

bias news reaches our ears

unacceptable

life ends abruptly often

undeniable

November 1, 2024

Fall Rituals Unnerving

a morning sun leads the way
other stars follow,
planets by the dozens float
in weightless space
waiting for an invitation,
 unseen darkness is the energy
moving gravity through
spacetime and those who
have the resisting energy
do so with renewed vigor...
wolves on earth lead the way
along the path down by the
creek that moves water
from the mountain...
into the valley it rolls as if
on its way to an urgent
meeting with nature...
signs of humanity are seen
by the holes in the ground
looking for resources
hidden from our grasp,
and those with feathers in their
caps and money in pockets
are the ones who benefit...
leaves from the trees fall
hiding from their masters,
raked into piles for fall fun,
only to be burned because
of their pagan natures while
we dance around campfires
and drink hot chocolate.

October 31, 2024

The Life Tree

a pale blue sky holds the remnants

of a framed, full yellow moon with 

shadow - images on its face like 

rather small earth-like continents...  

off in the distance a row or ross 

trees emerge that favor a true 

depth of field...  just above like 

loose fitting hats are serious purple 

clouds framed by a pastel pink 

sunset and a lone scavenger flying 

west as well...a slightly curved 

ground holds a full head of tan broom

straw grass, clumped together, adding 

perspective to the lifeless, leafless, 

dark tree whose branches twist 

awkwardly up into the early evening 

fall sky...four main limbs give the 

impression of a human but the hundreds 

of smaller stems and limbs offer up

the abstract and the illusion of

nature's life centuries of years ago.

October 28, 2024

Nature's Cycle

a leaf slowly tumbles

to the ground,
raindrops flatten its
frail appearance,
squirrels trample upon
its torn body,
leaves falling on top
of old ones,
covering the grass
hiding the roots of
old trees and
covering nuts,
for which all the
squirrels search,
ants live under the
leaves making homes
in the dark dirt,
worms burrow in and
around - leaves crumble,
finely mix together,
as more leaves cover
the ground...  fall
turns to winter...
winter to spring,
fresh leaves appear
and the journey
of the cycle ends
just as abruptly
as it began.

October 27, 2024

Nosey Neighbors

a purple vase sits atop a
dark oak wood table,
a tennis ball atop of that,
behind it rest two green
and tan vases on either
side of a fireplace...
a mantel holds a clock
and a temp gauge that]
seldom is accurate and
to its left is a large screen
monitor on which movies
are watched occasionally;
a cabinet of equipment used
for entertainment rests on a
hardwood floor newly
installed by amateurs since
it now squeaks when walked
upon when traveling from
one side of the room to the
other - several times a day
this is now done...  an air
purifiers against the wall
keeps life relatively sterile
even though the windows
are always open...  visitors
sometimes knock on the door
to see if anyone herein lies.

October 27, 2024

My Siamese Cat

hues of brown fur-like hair,

soft and silky streak,

across the slim body as if

by design...  a dark brown

tail highlights the difference,

brown eyes turning sky blue

in a serene and calming way,

teeth like fangs on either side

offer a menacing point of view,

long legs and black paws

even on the underside,

pure bred all the way...

and when he enters the room

everyone knows that day,

announcing in a special way

no hearing loss today...

purring when being rubbed

silent when sleeping,

curled up in a tiny ball,

not quite sure of anything,

juxtaposed against the yellow

ones - two brothers they are,

all of whom have shared space

for thirteen years or more...

shy at first and even after

not trusting anyone, he poses

no threat with a sweet demeanor

but tomorrow he might trust

you less than today...

none the less he is that peculiar

and gains nothing either way,

it's just a longtime friend he is

my Siamese cat named Piper.

October 26, 2024