Why? A poem.

I can see your place When I turn the corner. I’m shifting gears, Downshifting and slowing, Braking and breaking To the sound of singing tyre tread And siren goodbyes. Such a short time, But what a time. And how we wished It would last and would be different From all the times before, When emptyContinue reading “Why? A poem.”

Vexed. A poem.

Why do you continually vex me so? And how much further Must we go? You want my ear And the rest of me Yet all I ask Is some interest In the things I do And say and need And yet that’s too much To ask, it seems Far too much For you to doContinue reading “Vexed. A poem.”

These Tears. A poem.

These tears are not for you Not for the moments shared and lost Not for the conversation, trust Not for the heat and aftermath Not for a future that’s now dashed Not for the glass I raise to you Not for the player, now the fool Not for the one who got away Not forContinue reading “These Tears. A poem.”

Spoke Too Soon. A poem.

Perhaps I misconstrued The intention of content Perhaps I spoke too soon Perhaps I failed to see The disappointment in your eyes Perhaps it will always be Perhaps the fear inside Amplified the angry tide Perhaps it’s best Not to reason why Perhaps I spoke to soon For more Poetry, click here. For more ofContinue reading “Spoke Too Soon. A poem.”

Together. A poem.

How can you be? In a universe of complex biorhythmic uncertainty, Where chaotic tides dance And random polarities flicker Like afterthoughts, Where silken geometries Defy natural orders And ebb and flow and dance To fundamental and existential microcosmic transmissions You are the one thing That makes sense Part of the subtle weave That binds bothContinue reading “Together. A poem.”

The Wait Outside. A poem.

The wait outside With city lights and vacant looks Of passers by and wannabes Perhaps the tune we’ll sing tonight Will change the course of mediocrity And reverse this season of discord With discourse so ebullient That fire and ice could not compare And could not even try For more Poetry, click here. For moreContinue reading “The Wait Outside. A poem.”

Laugh. A poem.

It builds, it shudders Creeping its way up From gut and soul Slicing through proximities Of weariness and ennui Now Surging up so easily No Marathon or Thermopylae Stretching wings of fearsome resolve And filling our worlds With promiscuous promise. I laugh with you Like no other. For more Poetry, click here. For more ofContinue reading “Laugh. A poem.”

Hanging on a Message. A poem.

Hanging on a message And a welcoming tone So distinct it’s almost surreal And blistered ears and eyes With next to no regrets Should seek its welcoming crèche As a baby seeks a bottled breast And the fulfilment Of a cherished goal For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out PoetryContinue reading “Hanging on a Message. A poem.”

A Letter.

Hi SS, I know you’re not going to read this. I know these words are simply an elegy sent out into the wires, read by strangers and not the intended. I had never before connected with anyone the way we did. We saw the best and, ultimately, the worst of each other. The ending, likeContinue reading “A Letter.”

Night Conversation. A poem.

The ebon flame burns Long and fulsome Requited and requisite Melding two minds into one The art of conversation Once lost, now unearthed We discover the profound While digging for treasures Our holy grounds desecrated In only the best of ways For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry forContinue reading “Night Conversation. A poem.”

Back Again. A poem.

Back on the train Standing in line With all the star-crossed And befuddled With tickets to nowhere And a pocketful of change Back in the game Standing in line With all the peacocks And pistoleros With tickets on themselves And a pocketful of shame And so it goes Again For more Poetry, click here. ForContinue reading “Back Again. A poem.”

Outside and In. A poem.

How I miss you Even when you’re here Prostrate beside me Worshiping rod and staff Valley and furrow Driven to excess And shaken to the core How I miss you Outside and in For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and TheContinue reading “Outside and In. A poem.”

Corridors. A haiku.

All these corridors Merge into a common path Leading me to you For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available in print or e-book formats. Click here to find out how to get your copy.

She. A haiku.

She: the best and worst and everything in between. She, you should treasure. For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available in print or e-book formats. Click here to find out how to get your copy.

Paramour. A poem.

These metaphors, So sorely overused, Are now circumspect And reeking of apathy. I long to find Such cunning words That would spin Symphonies of ardency. This paramour, In evidence alone, Has proven they Can break your heart so many times, Yet always have you Coming back for more. For more Poetry, click here. For moreContinue reading “Paramour. A poem.”

Empress. A haiku.

My empress of stars, A supernova in flight. We will meet again. For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available in print or e-book formats. Click here to find out how to get your copy.

Sheets and Slips. A poem.

These sheets and slips Abide with time, Like tides and shores, Old pick up lines. These mountains climbed And sacrificed, To sheets and slips And angst-filled lives; That lost their way, Were found again, In the arms of a wayward, Weather-less vane. No wind or rain From north or south, No implications, fear or doubt.Continue reading “Sheets and Slips. A poem.”

Indifference. A poem.

She was indifferent at first— A wall to ascend, Of dubious propriety. My insouciant charm Is made to break bricks, To render mortar Into dirt and water, To make a difference From indifference. For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and TheContinue reading “Indifference. A poem.”

Lingered. A poem.

You Lingered Just Long Enough To Make Me Think You Were The One Then You Were Gone And Your Absence Lingered On For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available in print or e-book formats. Click here to find out howContinue reading “Lingered. A poem.”

Scene, Set and Match. A poem.

Scene: a small, Italian restaurant. Two newly-matched. Time set aside. Something right and something wrong. Laughter and humility. Understanding and empathy. Certainty and unreality. Scene, set and match. Let’s do this all again, shall we? For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or theContinue reading “Scene, Set and Match. A poem.”

Guessed. A poem.

My guest, I guessed I knew you; I was wrong, as I often am, But fail to admit to. My guest, you came and went away, And left me wanting more, As I have and will, for days. My guest, I tasted the soul of you, Guessed at the flavour, and, Surprised, forgot the goldenContinue reading “Guessed. A poem.”

The Blind Sailor. A poem.

From one moment to the next, I am a transient in time; seeking eternal mystery, enigmatic and sublime. Mired and overblown is me, a windward sailor seeks beyond Creusa and Medea, his fabled Golden Fleece. So forgive me if I hurt you, for I know not what I do. Forgive the misbegotten sailor, who turnsContinue reading “The Blind Sailor. A poem.”

First Meet. A poem.

Audacious, the old me would have said, To fly so straight and true, Like an arrow knocked and loosed To sail into the air above the heads Of warring knights and daring do, To find it’s mark in the heart of hearts, The tree of chance that lies in you. No mysticism here, without/within, ToContinue reading “First Meet. A poem.”

Enfilade. A poem.

The enfilade is over And bodies lie strewn Across the battlefield Like broken bottles Leaking last regrets You have cut me down Your machine gun wit And explosive rejoinders Creating a no man’s land Where I lie fractured. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and TheContinue reading “Enfilade. A poem.”

The Search. A poem.

I have yet to find The erstwhile substance, The peace of mind, Free from nomenclature And chilled regrets. The ice upon my lake, Covered in spider filigree And waiting to consume Me with every overly Anxious step. My navigation clears, The further I go, But slow-witted overtures And death-defy requests fall On ears long sinceContinue reading “The Search. A poem.”

Overkill. A poem.

A stream of consciousness, As deeply philosophical And wittingly succinct As Plato would suggest— Taut and streamlined, Delivered with equal measures Of eloquence and cynicism, Of fecund elucidation And resonant aspiration. Not every dinner conversation Needs such enigmatic, energetic discourse. Perhaps the weather will suffice? For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for theContinue reading “Overkill. A poem.”

A Duel. A poem.

We long for a less-than-guarded conversation, as conventional as that may seem in times as conventional and guarded as these. A dual of wits and natures whereby intent is disguised and discursively dismissed as quickly and as slowly as it isn’t. The epitome of vengeance in every word and phrase: a calculated duel, a parryContinue reading “A Duel. A poem.”

Steam. A poem.

Air currents Blowing the humidity Beyond mere degrees Fan blades Circulating hungry thoughts Along with captive desire Sweat and sin Recuperating In the steamy night To ply the gulf stream One more time For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, availableContinue reading “Steam. A poem.”

Whimsy. A poem.

Sometimes, I get lost in your whimsy and my elation at the thought of you leaves every lowbrow, thoughtless convolution, standing at the wayside, thumbing for a ride. I choose to leave them all behind, because I’ve found a better travelling partner. Let’s lose ourselves in whimsy, together. For more of my poetry, check outContinue reading “Whimsy. A poem.”

Stealthy. A poem.

You sneak into my world past locks, alarms, sigils, wards  down corridors of fatalistic compromise through rooms of idealistic circumspection and find me waiting earnestly wanting, more or less what you want no need to be so stealthy  For more of my poetry, check out The All or the Nothing, my first book, available at mostContinue reading “Stealthy. A poem.”

Shiver. A poem.

This shiver, a sliver of ions up my spine, a delectable point of contention on my mind shaping continuities of ecstasy, baking hormones in my pituitary, activated by your touch in mine. For more of my poetry, check out The All or the Nothing, my first book, available at most online book sellers in printContinue reading “Shiver. A poem.”

Your Kiss. A poem.

Your kiss takes me to places I’ve been before and long to revisit. When the voyage is over I’m longing for that travel bug to capture and enrapture me again. For more of my poetry, check out The All or the Nothing, my first book, available at most online book sellers in print or e-bookContinue reading “Your Kiss. A poem.”

Dual. A poem.

My/Your Greatest Fear Is That If You/I Really Knew Me/you You/I Wouldn’t Want To Know Me/You I write a lot of poems, some from my head, some from my heart. Many don’t appear on this website. For more of my poetry, check out The All or the Nothing, my first e-book, available at most onlineContinue reading “Dual. A poem.”

Twosome. A poem.

You creep up on me An inveterate stalker A ghostly presence A firefly somnambulist (Shadowing its prey) You wrap me up (A Christmas treat) In sunflower petals An itinerant limpet Squeezing me senseless You take me down And bleed me until dry Subcutaneous showers (That eventually leave me) Drained and serendipitous Now we entwined SeekContinue reading “Twosome. A poem.”

The Cycle. A poem.

Strangers, friends, lovers, then strangers again. Lovers and strangers, but no longer friends. It seems it’s a cycle we’re doomed to repeat. A cycle of madness, one we just can’t escape. No matter how we try to break the cycle each time, we always end up back at the start of the line: strangers, friends,Continue reading “The Cycle. A poem.”

You and Me. A poem.

This touch fuelling DESIRE wanton and wastrel ECSTASY diamond moments of PLEASURE placating needs in FIRE that scorches earth THIRST no longer barren CARNAL swollen contempt SATED eventually and now just YOU and ME I write a lot of poetry, some of which comes from my head, some from my heart, and some from myContinue reading “You and Me. A poem.”

The Year of Living Dangerously.

Is love hard to find? In today’s fast moving and super-connected society, it can be. And for those of us who are shy, awkward, socially inhibited, or just plain old, it can be dang near impossible (yeah, old people use ‘dang’. What’s that, they don’t? Oh, shut up). That’s where dating apps come in. NoContinue reading “The Year of Living Dangerously.”

Paper Hearts. A poem.

My heart was torn, tiny pieces shredded like origami shapes fluttering on the wind. Just like every paper person in my overcrowded mind, an overcrowded sea of paper people, with shredded paper hearts, like origami shapes fluttering on the wind. The All or the Nothing is my first e-book of poetry, available at most onlineContinue reading “Paper Hearts. A poem.”