Pretty sun kissed skinCoastline traveling seekerSandy covered toesRampant salty wavesCarbonated ocean tideReminiscent thoughtsIncoming vast moonSky-lit passionate firefliesHidden smiles growRoaming ever morePersonality awokeGlistening ogleAttention capturedInfluential grasping movesMagnificent youAttracting ones eyesInspiring countless feelingsPerfectly brazen
I go to a therapist once a month. When people hear that there is such a strange connotation that gets attached to it. "Now, there’s a guy who must have some major issues." Whatever could they be? Addictions? Fetishes? Anger? Obsessions? Some or all of them if I had to come up with a checklist. I’m an imperfect vessel. A plane that won’t fly. A ship that won’t float. At least I have to convince my therapist of that or else...
Angel on one, Devil on the other.With me they both reside. Sometimes they are silent, just along for the ride. Sometimes they speak loudly,I just want to hide. Sometimes they argue, making thoughts collide. Sometimes only one speaks,I feel I can confide. Sometimes they question me,other times they are snide. Sometimes they make sense,at times I can't decide. Both play a role in my life.I feel like Jekyll and Hyde.
Sometimes you light my way with your bright face, your lovely face, so round, so luminous floating through the darkness at a pace so slow it’s almost still and devious, pulling tides higher on the shore, blinding me from stars with your strange, indifferent glow. Sometimes, you hide in shadows finding ways to give so little light as you grow darker with each passing night, a sliver, a slight smile on you lips, a teasing g...
I find myself looking in the mirror more often lately. Not in some vain way but more of a retrospective review of how far I’ve come. It used to be I would look just to see how hot I was before I head off into the night with all of a young man’s fantasies and hopes. Now I look just to take stock of a lifetime of wrinkles and scars that have replaced those fantasies and hopes. I wonder silently at the prospect of that one d...
I feel desires deep in my soul, I hear my wants shouting in my mind, but I am confused and can't act or answer? Feeling not in control, vibrations from tension scurry through my body. I know that no one can fix this but me, I am afraid to make the decisions needed to have clarity. I am hedging, sitting on the edge, hoping for a strong wind to come, blowing me off from this fence, then I won't have to make these decisions...
Recollections On the road moving at a hurried pace, Big blade mounted on the front. Peering into the dark, smile on my face. Tires gripping hard, with a grunt. From the sky fluffy flakes, Gently floating all around. Possibly without any breaks, Finally settling on the ground. Diamonds sparkling on night air, Moving quickly no time to waste. Before me into the night I stare, Pleasure for my mind to taste. Clearing roads of...
Old Cowpoke I am an old cowboy, yes I am, I grew up on a ranch or farm. The cattle and other livestock I learned early how to charm. Growing up, a real cowpoke was all I ever wanted to be. My brother and I always played Cowboys and Indians with glee. I was always Gene Autry; Champion was my trusty horse. My brother was Roy Rogers; he would ride Trigger of course. With saddles between our legs, mounted on our mighty steeds...
There are all of these thoughts inside my head They are bouncing around and need to be said I know not why they keep haunting me But they labour relentlessly until I see The thoughts sometimes real sometimes bizarre They seem to come then go and eventually spar Round they go until a winner is crowned Then make the move when they are found From brain onto my fingers they fall into a groove As they pound the keyboard until...
After a disappointing summer, September began as though any hope of some sun had been cancelled for the year. The first week had squally showers, short but extremely sharp; the second added gales to the mix, it all felt very autumnal. It was during this second week that I had a 9am appointment in Newmarket. The journey should have taken about two hours, especially at that time of day, but for some unfathomable reason the...
Was just browsing the net today while I came across “Darwin's little warm pond” the experiment that suggests the details of evolution or how life was formed. Quite an interesting thought and it left me thinking about it for some strange reason or the other. I pondered on the term for a while and random vignettes started coming to me until it was ‘the’ eureka moment. Isn't it that everything for that matter is born out of...
Getting lost in my musicForgetting the world around me Letting the volumeOvertake my thoughtsDreams of places and faces of long agoClose my eyes just drifting awayDreams of places I have not beenSounds the beats over take meTime to get lost forget about life for a whileThumping rock or something softerDoesn't matter just need An escape for a while Turn it up loud Drown the real world out Lost in the tunes Lost in my thoug...
My thoughts, sprinkle images throughout the dayDon’t stop, never stop, always in motionGet up. I have a headache Oh I have to shit, brush my teethGet dressed, what am I gunna wear?Should I match? Who cares no one looksHave to shit again. Third time this morning. Something wrong? No don’t worryI am worriedEveryone looks. No. not true. Okay. Get my booksIs my hair okay? My sweater looks puffy. Who cares it's cold outI careD...
Was running through the jungle, my arms in the air and singing my heart out. I had no idea what I was doing. I was just too happy. I could feel the wind dancing upon my skin and I could hear the sweet melody of spring. I could hear the birds chirping and I could hear the crickets. I had no idea where I was going, I just knew I wanted to run away and escape. I was too happy to look back. I wanted to run and scream, wanted...
Every child remembers their first puppy. Their first kitten. Their first goldfish. Their first experience at loving something without really knowing the word or what it meant. It came so natural and without strings. A lick. A purr. Watching a turtle do nothing for hours. Or simply tracing your finger along the glass of the aquarium. In the short span of years following that revelation a new door is opened up and we discov...
