To the Ground. A poem.

Reap the whirlwind of your faith The circuitous tirades and malcontent Of a tyrant fettered in disbelief Hyperbole and untruth May it shake you to your core And tear your existential mockery of existence To the ground. #BlackLivesMatter For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, LonelyContinue reading “To the Ground. A poem.”

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.”

All Apologies. A poem.

What did I see? Mirage or destiny? Outstretched hand, grasping for life  And failing so miserably Seems you weren’t the one for me We misread the contours of the land Now what’s left is all apologies  For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly EndangeredContinue reading “All Apologies. A poem.”

Treason. A haiku.

A treason of lies Trumped again, America Time to vote him down #BlackLivesMatter #Vote 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. Click here to find out how to get your copy.

The Last Word. A poem.

The last word Is a flail across my back Stripping flesh bare to bone A blood eagle worthy of Vikings Exposing heart and soul And ready for the killing thrust Your pain mingles with my own As you strike again, again And I’m drawn and quartered On the yoke Hung out to dry A pendulumContinue reading “The Last Word. A poem.”

So Many Ghosts. A poem.

So many ghosts Pleading from the past Negotiating with the future Throwing off chains And screaming from rooftops For attention in a sea Of ignorance Don’t shut your eyes and ears For these many ghosts Are deserving of respect And hope and love Or do you prefer Not to learn at all Like so manyContinue reading “So Many Ghosts. A poem.”

Democracy. A haiku.

Democracy died Because tyranny, it won. TAKE BACK THE POWER. #BlackLivesMatter #Vote #FuckTrump 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. Click here to find out how to get your copy.

March. A poem.

Your clubs and fists Your horses and mace Cannot quell or diminish Voices united as one To drown out despots And desperate hypocrites Who would hold us down With guile and inequity We march and pray We cry for justice And will not be overcome Because Black Lives Matter #BlackLivesMatter For more Poetry, click here.Continue reading “March. A poem.”

Shores. A poem.

They stand on distant shores With the distance between (Insurmountable? Never) The ocean, just a puddle Some are unwilling to cross #BlackLivesMatter 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. Click here to findContinue reading “Shores. A poem.”

Protest. A poem.

Why march, you say. Why raise their fists in protest? If you have to ask, you haven’t been paying attention. Look outside and see the injustice. Look outside and see the fear, and the loss, and the indescribable pain so many have felt that you have not. No one is saying they are more importantContinue reading “Protest. A poem.”

The Sum of All. A poem.

I was indisposed And exposed And all my fears And dreams And insecurities Came home to roost Like a feast of crows That consumed me And spat me out The sum of all My many woes For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and HopelesslyContinue reading “The Sum of All. A poem.”

Privilege. A poem.

White privilege Is like the weight of a thousand jackboots On our necks, on our backs But we stand, we shout, we overcome And by the time that coward leaves his baby bunker And his gestapo have been brought low We will make a world Where privilege Is not the domain of the few ButContinue reading “Privilege. A poem.”

The Real. A poem.

I awoke from my slumber Waves lapped upon the beach Gulls cawed and the ocean called I walked upon sands pristine And smelled the salt upon the air But perhaps I still dreamed And this was merely a holiday From the real I awoke from my slumber For more Poetry, click here. For more ofContinue reading “The Real. A poem.”

Funeral Rites. A poem.

I walked the row And passed doors open Far too many and far too soon All marked with plague signs Prophetic funeral rites I can only shake my head And pass on by For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and TheContinue reading “Funeral Rites. A poem.”

Metal Head. A poem.

Rage And fire And bitter Continuity That feeds The anger Resentment And hate This metal Slicing Through my gut Into my head I should But can’t Forget 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 inContinue reading “Metal Head. A poem.”

Smack Down. A poem.

Smack down And the floor Is sandpaper on my cheek And the scent of sweat And dead skin Permeates my senses Until I’m up again And punching Way above my weight class Again and again No more canvass Only the fight Only the win And I’m alive To fight another day Until the next SmackContinue reading “Smack Down. A poem.”

Rise To. A poem.

Survival by any other name A test of will and vitriol A circuitous route to endings And beginnings and Everything in between I rise to the occasion 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 inContinue reading “Rise To. A poem.”

This Sin. A poem.

This sin lies heavily Upon hapless shoulders Falling with the burden Rising with responsibility And sinking in a tide Designed to drown A better man 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. ClickContinue reading “This Sin. A poem.”

After the Show. A poem.

Where did you go When the curtain fell And the audience went home Critiquing the show No after party tryst No drink for the damned Just a lonely player On an empty stage Stealing Shakespeare And fittingly rebuked For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, LonelyContinue reading “After the Show. A poem.”

Play. A poem.

Each day my play begins Screen play and type play Mouse play and horse play Print play and scan play Role play and life play Each day behind the keyboard My play begins For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and TheContinue reading “Play. 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.”

Road Song. A poem.

Your road sings to me And I whisper in return, And I drive until sunrise And don’t stop to rest Until you lull me to sleep. 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.Continue reading “Road Song. A poem.”

Listen. A poem.

Here in the unyielding silence, I hear lonely, pensive thoughts; Feel anxious heart beats drumming; Sense ageless rain extinguishing the fires of a thousand shining lights. A constant elegy, Soundtrack to my existence. Do you hear it, too? Listen For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad,Continue reading “Listen. A poem.”

Old Ones. A poem.

I wonder what the old ones think When they see young eyes upon the brink Who tell them what they think they know Ignoring the wisdom of their growth Do they roll their eyes, nod and smile Do they walk a metre, like we walk a mile Wiling away their remaining days Waiting for aContinue reading “Old Ones. A poem.”

Snow Angels. A poem.

I craved your attention, But you were content Creating snow angels And only dreaming Of the new day sun. 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. Click here to find out how toContinue reading “Snow Angels. A poem.”

Screens. A poem.

My reflection on the screen Is a reflection of my soul Empty and two-dimensional At times our eyes are one Mixing and mingling Like ghosts in the electrical ether There is only need and want As our fingers touch Across fine lines of neon tracery Blending in the shadows And phosphor brightness Of dual sunsContinue reading “Screens. A poem.”

Seekers. A haiku.

Darkness is no friend To those who seek out the light Their first time outside 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. Click here to find out how to get your copy.

Lockdown. A poem.

Another day in paradise: Locked down in my place Of subtle introspection And outrageous fortune. Savouring the sweet scents Of ‘Le perspiration’ and ‘Le boredom’; The gentle, beseeching touch Of stubble and sweatpants; Bewitching sights and sounds Of out of tune guitars And phosphorus screens; The incessant clacking Of typewriter keys and backspacing. The shadowedContinue reading “Lockdown. A poem.”

Forgotten. A poem.

Blinkered, leading the way from behind This train of thought left the station long ago Left you standing vacant on the platform Waiting for another to come along But you’ve forgotten who you are And they’ve forgotten you and your scars Consideration and commiseration Time to come in from the cold For more Poetry, clickContinue reading “Forgotten. A poem.”

Isolated. A poem.

I’m here, you’re there. The screen flickers and lags As broadband strains under the weight Of so many hellos and goodbyes Here in the cultured iniquity Of my room, my world My sense of reason defied By a virus so small and nondescript But spreading so quickly and killing so easily That flattening the curveContinue reading “Isolated. A poem.”

The Darkness Won. A poem.

When darkness kneads my shoulder Like an old and long, lost friend, Tar dripping from his fingers Bringing pain and bitter ends. I kneel and bear that heavy weight And thank him for his visit. And sink below, a drowning man With a lead weight for his business. And darkness smiles, cackles with glee, HisContinue reading “The Darkness Won. A poem.”

#2ManyBooks. A Poem.

I have far too many books. Far #2ManyBooks Too many to read in one month, or one day, one afternoon a plenty, one year or decade. I read a few at a time: one here and one there; how many more, who’s to say, who’s to care? #2ManyBooks I’m an organizational champ, a pedantic time loon, ButContinue reading “#2ManyBooks. A Poem.”

RightWhereUWant2B. A poem.

U make things so hard When they should B E Z But E Z is not What U want What U need (A little inconsistency A little conspiracy A little paranoid delusion A little freaked-out seclusion) And U R right where U want 2 B U need 2 B U make things so hard WhenContinue reading “RightWhereUWant2B. A poem.”

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 reminder That you had it better, once Before these cold, hard facts Blew you awayContinue 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 print or e-book formats. Click here to find out how to get your copy.

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 icy reminder Of yesterday’s Foreshadowing For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry,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 of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and TheContinue 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 consistency Two feet on the ground Head in the clouds For more Poetry, click here.Continue reading “Kal-el. A poem.”