Tuesday, November 23, 2021

more than a friend

the door is closed but you still make the time 
you drop lots of hints but won't speak your mind 
the ceiling fan hums as around it does spin 
we're back where we started...back where we began 

you sing a cappella and I pick up the tune 
but the moment is lost and it's over too soon 
we pick different partners and hit the dance floor 
we've minutes to play and I'm keeping the score 

I want more than friends--someone to stick around
the smile on your face gets replaced by a frown 
you'll dance in the dark but not in the light of day 
I put words in your mouth that you'll never say 

you'd walk a mile to see just how far I'll go 
never asking the questions that most want to know 
we run the long race but neither one of us wins 
we stepped over the line between lovers and friends

more than once

I've crept into your mind 
more than once, so it seems
too many times, infecting your dreams
conscious sun that drives me away 
breaking clouds with the dawn's rays 
you thought that you wanted me 
you think that you don't 
while you mull it over 
I'm already gone 

I drop in to see you 
again and again 
the touch of a lover 
the guise of a friend 
wanting what I offer 
but only for one night
selling your soul 
by the candle's dim light 

you thought that you needed me 
you think that you don't you 
turn over to hold me 
I'm already gone 

refuge

watching 
a cowboy on the ridge 
hat pulled low, he does approach 
silhouetted against the darkening sky 
shelter sought from the growing monsoon 

scaling
the cowboy spans my wall 
jumping with ease my barriers 
all within now inside out
graceful are the rider's moves

promise 
something never offered
refuge only from lightning and thunder 
taking more than what he brought
the cowboy rides out after the storm

Saturday, November 20, 2021

love sleeps soundly

the sun shines in your smile 
your eyes the color of blue sky 
your touch warm like the rays 
you start my day 

the moon glows through blinds
 the stars blanket cool skin 
your voice the whisper of a mountain breeze 
when you say "good night baby"
love sleeps soundly in your arms

terrain

soft peaks...silk valleys 
a short hike only to discover 
a terrain you already know 

Friday, November 19, 2021

asylum

here, inside my crowded mind 
padded walls of my asylum 
I slowly part with things on a list 
I know should be left behind 
things that weigh too heavily 
things that have torn me apart 
things that I thought settled 
things that have hurt my heart 

as I close this massive book 
sealing you in a special chamber 
finally knowing what just won't be 
and walking away without anger 
loving you netted no dividends
investing more than I got back 
I didn't blame it on you, although 
part was your fault as I reflect

here, inside my crowded mind
padded walls of my asylum 
I slowly part with things on a list 
I know should be left behind

the answer

no answers to my questions 
or mending for what needs repair 
I gave you love and affection 
knowing you'd go from here 
visiting in the dark side 
while all around you sleeps
dancing in the moonlight 
with something you couldn't keep 

truth and my conviction 
on the other side of my door
like a heroin addiction 
that left me wanting more 
love faltered at my bedside 
faking what wasn't here 
although I was often chided 
I wasn't ever that clear 

as you waited for justification
demarcation wasn't defined
solutions not forthcoming
and clearly no fault line 
so forging ahead you leave me
it won't affect you none
the truth was never out there
you take care of number one

remnants

each time I stay over, one at a time 
I am leaving little things for you to find 
Chanel on your pillow, shampoo in your shower 
remnants of me after passionate hours 

early in the morning, our coffee at dawn 
outside on the patio as we stretch and yawn 
I leave for work and you will do the same 
after you look at remnants and smile my name

Thursday, November 18, 2021

losing game

I thought that I was in control 
my mind dominated my heart 
but I can see that wasn't true 
and should have from the start 

there's nothing for a future 
there's nothing that never was
a realm of intangible aspects 
your heart's not capable of

I should have seen the truth there
it was written plain on the wall 
a path of misdirection
for a heart that was enthralled 

do what's right for you now
and I will do the same
the wounds will heal eventually 
I'm quitting this losing game

drive

put your pedal to the medal
honey, let's drive all night
let's see what there is out there 
before evening turns light 

keep driving into the sunset 
let's see where this road leads 
throw the map out of the window
it's something we don't need 

the full moon shining on us 
the stars can light our way 
with one headlight to guide us 
as reality falls away 

holding hands and singing 
with the songs on the radio 
this is a great adventure 
as we turn up the audio 

baby just keep on driving 
till we run out of gas 
don't know where this is leading
but I don't want to go back

the thunder rolls

as the lightning strikes
and the crash of thunder rolls
we begin again
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lyric

Voltaire-esque lyric
vague allusions, fragrant truth
metaphoric thoughts
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Wednesday, November 17, 2021

indomitable

Writing what I feel and think 
dissatisfaction, dilemmas, disillusion,
my soul and spirit in blog. 
It eases the pain somehow
helps me to come to terms,
thinking I am in control 
when a higher power dictates 
the past and the future. 
All that I am and will be, 
a future mapped out long ago 
a course that can not be changed
dark and light at the same time. 
Expecting the worst, 
hoping for the best. 
While my guardian angel sleeps 
the candles that were lit 
are extinguished unanswered.
A lifetime of obscurity 
that is dictated 
in day to day measures and
a future that is indomitable.

you fit

like my favorite jeans 
comfortable and soft 
faded but perfect
hugging every contour 
yeah, you fit

coffee

the coffee acrid 
the taste bitter in my mouth 
ruining my day

goodbye haiku

goodbye to a friend 
I was there through thick and thin 
now it is the end

Tuesday, November 16, 2021

Being Here With You

It’s the calmness in the evening 
The regenerating moon 
The stars that light the universe 
And being here with you 

It’s the conversation 
The blending of our day 
The leisurely time together 
That takes the stress away 

It’s the holding and caressing 
The whisper of the words 
The nights we spend together 
That makes the passion stir

It’s waking up together 
To start again renewed 
A chance to do it all again 
That helps to get me through

Your Smile Haiku

the clouds are clearing
heaven appears in your smile
sunshine warms my soul
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Nietzsche

"I would not know what the spirit of a philosopher 
might wish more to be than a good dancer." Friedrich Nietzsche 
I am a good dancer so I must be a philosopher! 

monopoly

real life is like monopoly 
only you start with no money and no hotels 
and you hardly ever land on free parking!

Monday, November 15, 2021

Barbie Haiku

Barbie turned fifty
those careers and dating Ken 
She must really tired!

Whimsy

She doesn’t have my fire 
She doesn’t have my wit 
Her features may be similar
But is she the best fit? 

The times we spent together 
The things that we discussed 
We have the commonalities 
We have a solid trust 

She’s just a passing whimsy 
She can hold you for a while 
But there’s no way she’ll measure up 
She doesn’t have my style 

 So close your eyes and think of me 
And all the things we've shared 
Is she the one you really want? 
Or is she lacking when compared

jaded

innocence has slipped away
I am naïve no longer 
it has been replaced by pessimism
I once believed in the good 
of all mankind 
and the kindness of others 
but mankind is now selfish 
hurting others 
out for themselves 
and what they can get 
I am jaded and cynical
the hand of God no longer rules 
lucifer is in charge 
“judge not yet ye be judged”
no one cares about redemption 
except me 
I pray for this sad world 
and the infidels that walk in it 
God’s children no longer

for sale haiku

my heart, once broken
repaired and better than new
all because of you

Saturday, November 13, 2021

never ending

memory, fantasy, ecstasy
taste the passion
honey sweet and thick
warm like the sun
romantic like the stars
expansive like the sea
never ending
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