Castaway. A poem.

Poker-faced, a nascent clarity before my eyes; while behind confusion and regret in tides, that while away the dawdling time. I seek to speak but find no words to fill the vacant mire that fills this space with more pregnant, hesitant desires. I am wrecked again upon this island; coastal reefs and waves, burgeoning watersContinue reading “Castaway. A poem.”

Longing. A poem.

The loving and the longing soaked into heart and soul. Sponges wrung at a moment’s notice, all captured in a bucket and mopped across the entirety of my empty little world. Here loving words are written on lonely pages in electric cursive, tempting fate with imagery born of perceptive symbiosis. Singular takes on whole newContinue reading “Longing. A poem.”

Starving Man. A poem.

I am a starving manHungry for love and lifeIntentionally bulimicMy stomach groansReminder of my hunger strikeSurrounded by the feastConfounded by the choiceArms too weak to takeEyes too dim to seeLips parched and belly swollenThe starving man stumbles onHungry for love

Online Dating Scams – don’t be a target and a victim

Good lord, I can’t believe it. Me, a guy who is so security and privacy conscious, who is IT-literate and generally pretty smart, fell for one of the oldest scams in the book. Well, not quite fell, but almost. Scams are rife in the world of online dating. Lonely older people are easy to preyContinue reading “Online Dating Scams – don’t be a target and a victim”

Valentine’s Day Massacre

I hate Valentine’s Day.
I don’t like the rampant commercialism. I don’t like being railroaded into an expectation of gift giving due to a marketing exercise based on a particular day. And I don’t like being alone on said stupid day.