Symbiotic acceptance of surroundings Within a walkabout of my precursory life No longer hindered by foolish intention Yet buoyed by new relevance Witnessed not with eyes But with humility   Majestic trees of the forest Tall spirits they stand Whispering unknown melodies As the boughs transcend Leaves caressing my soul As my ink compose Like moaning cellos forgot Hearing darkness howling obsidian Wuthering ghosts of Aberde...

The speakers crackled as the booming female voice announced, “Sweet Love Train leaving in five minutes.” The doors clacked open As the conductor stepped outside.   “All Aboard!” he bellowed in his deepest baritone. I watched as the passengers lined up to board. I stood helplessly without a ticket, As each handed him their golden pass and boarded.   Young couples. Older couples. Boys and girls. Gleeful and excited. The Swe...

I used to read books once It had a beginning, a middle, and an end Now I just type a bunch of letters Then hit send.   I used to carry photos They made my wallet fat Now I just slide back and forth on my phone I guess that takes care of that.   I used to have lots of change And hunt for phone booths to call Now I just call wherever I’m at I don’t have to have change at all.   I used to unfold maps Trying to fold them back...

I’m a six-banger Hammer-fanner Rapid fire lover.   I’m fully loaded On the prowl Looking for action under covers.   Target defined Weapon drawn Gunsmoke and powder.   Bullseyes amassed Handle is notched Cries getting louder and louder.   As chambers turn And shells ejected My prey has been fully shot   What’s that you say? Oh, boy I say “Kind sir, is that all you got?”   I look around No ammunition to be found I smile a s...

Someone asked “What is Love?” As if the answer would make it real. Love isn’t words or phrases said. It’s just simply what you feel.   Lessons in love are painfully clear. There’s no books or homework given. You win, you lose, a prize is claimed. It’s what we call real life livin’.   Other words are just as important. Respect, trust, loyalty, and honor. Honesty and fairness come to mind. Without them, love is a goner.   A...

More often than not I deserved what I got. For shadows are meant to protect.   I wandered at times And missed all the signs Too many boxes I neglected to check.   The light hurts my eyes The hero always dies A lesson I tend to forget.   It’s best in the shadows A life I have chose To suffer from all my regrets.   Once bitten you learn Even embers will burn Each wound will leave a mark.   Scarred by the knife Branded by li...

I have walked the path of the ancient ones. Each step made me stronger. Wiser. Fearless. I don’t suffer the antics of fools. Nor do I tolerate the pretense of substance. Heavy is the granite of my principals. Cracked by forces meant to weaken me. Wedges are afforded to few family and friends. Flexible to blood and love. Yet firm in my resolve to stay the course. The ancient ones pass through me. Or more likely I pass thro...

I saw you. I saw all of you. Walking in the sunlight. Without cover. As if you were immune to harm. Believing that bad things only happen to others. All the while from the shadows danger lurks. Lying just behind the line between light and dark. Where I am. Waiting. The shadows are my home. The night is my friend. While others sleep impervious to thoughts of threat, I survive in a storm. I saw you. I saw all of you. And I...

I opened a can of beans As paper towels unfolded Cats under feet Spoons dropped in musical note   Doorbell rings Disturbing sublime lazy Yet curiosity blooms To be disappointed   Wall to wall carpeting Beneath socked feet Pathways marked By traipsed bi-peds   Clock chimes by hours lived Reminding of sun in sky Moments memorialized By media on colored screen   Unredeemed remote Sighs of indifference Hostage to manipulation...

There is no magic in the things I do A look, a smile, and lowered eyes I make the dream all about you Payment received from your moans and sighs.   There’s nothing special about me at all A model or movie star I’ll never be Yet, late at night, I’m the one you call Whenever you crave your true fantasy.   Others bemoan my special powers They don’t understand a simple fact It isn’t about pedestals or towers It’s all about yo...

I searched behind the harbor mist Where craving lips had once longed to kiss But fate was hiding one last twist That pillowed moment did not exist.   Dreams are meant to take you places Your mind unpacks familiar faces Grasping at the barest traces Against wakeful moments your body braces.   Each dusk begins the rushed elation To once again begin creation Head to pillow in anticipation A world contrived by need of salvati...

Here’s a poem I just wrote It doesn’t matter about what or who There’s nothing here for you to quote I just needed to get to 132.   I’m number 12 on the SS list And looking up Mysteria27’s (148) dress Then Adagio (173) and Fuzzy (176) can’t be missed Frogprince (187) keeps writing at his best.   Circle_Something (197) is number 7 in line With Maryruth (199) and Shotgun011 (230) just ahead And then The_Count (243) is doing...

The lion strode proudly from the bush into the open tundra. Unafraid of being seen. The shoulder high grass failing to hide his massive mane. He canted his head as a scent in the air told him she was near. A small throaty growl gives notice that he is aware. She weaves her way through the dense undergrowth. Darting in and out of cover. Her thick bushy tail held low as she prowled and rising in full plumage each time she s...

It was your nature. Walking to the edge. Lifting your foot into temptation. Always pulling back at the last minute. This time was different. Stepping forward instead of back. The rush of excitement. The exhilaration of taking a chance. Too late the danger recognized. Falling. Unable to halt the descent. The darkness swallowing you. Tumbling into the endless blackness. Completely vulnerable. Helpless. All hope lost. The mi...

There is this place. Magical. Mythical. Legendary. A place where, The breeze is warm. Where the scent of lavender fills the air. A place where, When you close your eyes, Only the hum of bees, And the chirping of birds is heard. There is this place. Where troubles are cast aside. Where pain is forbidden. Where anger and hate is denied. A place where laughter is your only response. There is this place. Secret and safe. A pl...