Cold, Hard Facts. A poem.
Empty out these cold, hard facts Pour them in a bowl to inspect The entrails, mysteries unsolved By the clueless and the klutzes Cold, hard facts and nothing else But a ringing that won’t leave Your heart and ears, a … Continue reading Cold, Hard Facts. A poem.
Until. A haiku.
My soul is rooted In selfishness and conceit Until You lift me 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 … Continue reading Until. A haiku.
Ice Cold. A poem.
A perilous montage Belies the truth A potent mix that Soaks in waters Where icebergs And submersibles Hide bittersweet Goodbyes A dangerous place Windswept with lies A potent reminder That all is not As it was or could be An … Continue reading Ice Cold. 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 … Continue reading Outside and In. A poem.
Kal-el. A poem.
Sky of blue up here Where cacophony And constancy Plies the airwaves And escape is the stuff Of fantasy Where responsibility Is a tribulation Accepted righteously The world cries In hypocrisy And only a refugee Can address it With moral … Continue reading Kal-el. A poem.
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Green. A poem.
The green envelops me And I float And rise And sink On this green tide The green consumes me As I taste And toil And vomit This green inside The green greets me And seduces me And I As with … Continue reading Green. A poem.
Upstart Photographer – Path.
My photography. My poetry. A nice mix, I think. Cheers Steve 🙂 Path. A poem. Surrounded, enclosed, cut off from all and sundry. You opened the way, you cleared a path. I walked to you, and the sun shone anew. … Continue reading Upstart Photographer – Path.
Shake. A poem.
What slumber is this? How far deep in waking dreams Did this course of action Decide progress beyond Frank anticipation? Shudder under a veil Of night as black as pitch That sinks thought As dark as tar and deep Into … Continue reading Shake. A poem.
Righteous. A Haiku.
You are so righteous, So much ‘holier than thou’— Get in line, baby 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 … Continue reading Righteous. A Haiku.
I Tried. A poem.
I tried to make you happy And not to bring you down But again I failed so inevitably Thorny crown upon my brow I tried to make you happy But perhaps the stage was set For another lonely scene of … Continue reading I Tried. A poem.
Sh&t Show. A poem.
This sh&t show never ends I would change the channel But the remote’s on the fritz And there’s nothing else Worthwhile on anyway And even if there was I’m too apathetic to care And too down to get up today … Continue reading Sh&t Show. A poem.
Currents and Whirlpools. A poem.
Somewhere along the way I lost sight of yesterday Drifting on currents and whirlpools Threatening to take me Down to places I’d rather not be And so I fell as deeply as one could As far down as one never … Continue reading Currents and Whirlpools. A poem.
Vantage Point. A haiku.
From this vantage point Worlds beyond reality Call to adventure 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 … Continue reading Vantage Point. A haiku.
My Lady Waits. A poem.
My lady waits in conscious thought, Precluded and abstaining, With fickle motions bought And sold in a moment’s notice. She stands and lies and shivers, Like summer rainfall or icy leaves At winter’s end, when all delights Must finally shake … Continue reading My Lady Waits. A poem.
