On Making Better Decision

time heals no wounds for me as

long as I live under your protection;

and, even more angry at myself

for lacking courage to walk away.


7Aug13

A Short Leash

as my hearing fades, your

patience fades as well, and

I am left to speculate as to

why you are so defiant over

my growing old behavior.

7Aug13

Comfort

shifting sands
the night before
force us to sit
differently,
and as our
perspectives
change so too
does our attitudes,
and we lament
as if we have
lost something
very precious.

7Aug13

Speak Louder

no longer
do I feel
comfortable
and
secure
with
my life,
as it is;
and,
like before,
it is
because
of
you
and
your
actions.

7Aug13

A Chance Meeting

in the shade
of a setting sun,
a silhouette
dances
along the water's edge,
splashing up
all the colors of the day,
reflecting light
as easily as
absorbing it;






in the shade
of a setting sun,
you move
towards me like
a ballerina
moves
across a stage,
closer and
closer;



in the shade
of a setting sun,
a silhouette
disappears
within my grasp,
as I reach out
to hold her
rhythms...
and love,
continues to
allude me.

7Aug13

Strangers

Once again,
we are in conflict,
two alphas,

trying to control,
compromising not in sight;
once again,
we cannot permit
our spouse to win,
regardless,
of the cost to us,


hoping,
the other gives in first,
as if,
we were both
strangers.

7Aug13

Time Spent

through the dark and dingy

recesses of the mind, she

crawls around like a worm

burrowing into the ground;

her memory falls short of

expectations but remains

intact as she conveys her

lust once again to me, but

only in a way that would

make a good porn movie;

but, her memories like

herself are faked and I

wonder why so much

time is spent with her.

7Aug13

Daily Assasinations

each day builds upon the last
like some cumulative learning
experience that is retained,
but against all our wishes;

each day allows us to be that
which we were not yesterday,
if and when we are of a mind
to actually move in that direction;

each day ages us and our bodies
in a way that our destinations
arrive by air freight rather
than by a fast railroad;

each day allows us to dress
in clothes never seen before,
providing that the currency and
exchanges rates favor us;



each day gives some of us hope
while other cling to despair,
as protectors guard our backs,
measuring us for coffins;

each day is just another day and
depending upon where we spent
the previous night, will predict
how this new day will unfold.

6Aug13

Two For You

Cracked

feelings for but are
trapped inside the
hollow center of a coconut,
mixing with all the
flavors I dislike; and,
when cracked open
and released, finally
understand the
needing to be free.

6Aug13






Age Descending

inside the body of an old man,
my young feeling mind seeks
release and to be returned to
the year of its first awareness
as has been done so many times
before; but alas,
it is not meant to be and
ages descends upon me
like night upon day and
the sunrise I just expressed
will have to last a while.

6Aug13

Thoughts

thoughts delay their arrival,
caught somewhere between
creation and expression,
with no epicenter to catapult
them to the surface successfully;
dead before arrival, they are...
predawn crashes of light,
slumped over in a chair
with no one to pull their strings,
giving them a chance to perform.


27Sept13