Your eyes, an ocean Setting me adrift at sea Just one miscalculation and Suddenly there’s No star to guide me Your eyes, an ocean Subtle ocean homily Expounding on a sailor lost and Anxiously not Where he’s meant to be … Continue reading Your Eyes, an Ocean. A poem.
Too many regrets upon my worn and well-used slate, to be reviewed when l stand alone at Heaven’s gate. No just reward for me, I’m told. The chains won’t break that bind me to this certain and uncertain fate. I’ve … Continue reading Too Many. A poem.
Damn fool Believing you’re good enough Damn fool For thinking you got it made Damn fool For believing in life and love Damn fool Taking belief to your grave Damn fool I still believe in you Damn fool Maybe you … Continue reading Damn Fool. A poem.
I reach the zenith And immediately fall Too much gravity 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 … Continue reading Zenith. A haiku.
I have no muse And so my words Flow winsome And aimless Waltzing on To chaotic beats And tiresome chords Waiting for one To lead me back To place my foot Upon the boards To find the fire And burn … Continue reading No Muse. 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 … Continue reading Lingered. A poem.
I refuse to play the games you place before me …maybe just this once. 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 … Continue reading Player. A haiku.
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, … Continue reading Scene, Set and Match. A poem.
Inestimable And contrary The random thoughts And musings Of one On the other side Of the veil Cocksure and homespun And all designed To take Your breath away In a Single Random Heartbeat For more of my poetry, check out … Continue reading Random. 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, … Continue reading Guessed. A poem.
You are as far from my thoughts as you aren’t Sequestered and dream-like, merely a ghost Wandering hallways that lie black and burnt My mind harks to you, once or twice at most Another fills this shady vacancy Whispering lonely … Continue reading Eternal Vacancy. A sonnet.
The prairie and the road calls, A waltz of remembrance Dancing along the asphalt, Like a tumbleweed made of last regrets. The stick shift clicks in place, The tension defining its existence mirrored on the driver’s face. Wheels spin and … Continue reading Driven. 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 … Continue reading The Blind Sailor. A poem.
Is victory as shallow as defeat? Only if the victor fails to understand the price. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available in print … Continue reading Victory. 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 … Continue reading Enfilade. A poem.
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