Tuesday, February 8, 2022

lace

black satin and lace 
a slow, sweet taste 
the moon winks down 
on what it found

Monday, February 7, 2022

loves me not

I don't pretend that you love me 
it would be a child's game 
like pulling petals from a flower 
"loves me not" is what it's saying

I don't pretend that I hold a spot 
inside the chamber of your heart 
not more than lovers, nor less than friends
I am addicted and play a part 

I don't pretend or keep hidden 
here inside these words I pen 
references plainly you can read 
depending if I hit send

forward and back

what I think and what I feel
flow freely from my pen
up and down, high and low 
forward and back again 

never vague, always true
these words I feel and express 
not delusional, not even close 
never any nearer to you

oasis

I could see it off in the distance
it beckons: an oasis to the parched
a haze of palm trees and flowing fountains
shade and respite, laughter and love
an offering of the sweetest wine, a promise of a lifetime


mirage--the closer I get the further off it seems
never quite able to grasp or taste
to drink my fill of you
the wind blows, the sand shifts
the oasis no longer visible
if it was ever there at all

Friday, February 4, 2022

the first few minutes

not that long ago, 
the day when we first met 
I knew it was day, 
I would not forget
all the planets aligned 
chills rushed down my spine 
in the first few minutes 

you had me
dreaming out loud 
floating like a cloud 
running on the beach 
hugging every tree 
you had me driving 
a smooth road 
thought I would explode 
the sun shining down on me 
everything as it should be 
that was the first few minutes 

time has a way of turning 
everything around 
it doesn't always end, 
the way that it starts out 
you live the highs and lows, 
rocking to and fro 
around and around it goes
and if you're lucky,
you can feel it it grow

you had me 
dreaming out loud 
floating like a cloud 
running on the beach 
hugging every tree 
you had me driving 
a smooth road 
thought I would explode 
the sun shining down on me 
everything as it should be 
that was the first few minutes 
that was only the first few minutes!

rpm's

the rpm's are starting to slow 
each spin revolving smoothly
evolution takes on new light 
as minutes fall in line with clarity.
clear like crystal thunderous wonder 
sweeps with the speed of light
reaching across the mountain's peak 
catching me off balance 
with stealth from my blind-side
it enraptures,
complete surrender 
embracing all that I find

Tick

Do you pray to God? 
Only when in need?
Promising a change 
If He will intercede 
Do you see your soul? 
In the mirror when you look 
What does it reveal? 
Anything you’ve overlooked? 
Do you see the clock? 
As it ticks your time away 
Seconds, minutes, hours 
How heavy does it weigh? 
Do you see the years? 
Like a brushfire that has burned
Laying in smoke and ash 
From a heart that doesn’t yearn
Do you see your life? 
As it passes before your eyes 
Speeding quickly forward 
Where the consequences lie
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Thursday, February 3, 2022

creekside

Down by the creek my baby and I
Sat all day watching clouds roll by 
He wanted  pictures and I don’t know why
All of my memories, I keep in my mind
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breakfast with you

as the coffee perks
muffins on a plate
butter on the table
breakfast will have to wait

your arms around my waist
a hug to start my day
kisses on my neck
pushing my hair away

another beautiful morning
your love starts it right
a morning song perfected
to hold us till it's night
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without a sound

you look out at the ocean
and I see a cracked wall
perspective bent, refracted
still once again I fall

as I stumble forward
you just can't see me through
no way left to catch me
my heart is on the move

looking over your shoulder
my shadow always around
now fading fast in moonlight
slipping away without a sound
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tangible dreams

keep your eye on the prize
tangible dreams
not the pot-holed road
once paved with hope
the dust now settled
on past fantasy
perspective sought
indelibly gained
live the lesson
from what remains
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Wednesday, February 2, 2022

Yes

The message; it was very short 
Only the word "yes" 
Nothing lost in translation 
Nothing left to guess

A world of possibilities 
A universe that’s just 
A galaxy of promise 
A cosmos of loving and trust 

“Yes”, the response was just this word 
The one I needed to hear 
The one that I was hoping for 
The one word that makes it clear

Casa

Mexico looms, 
3 short weeks away 
The casa, 
the sand, the dolphins and gulls 
All wait for my return, 
suspended in time 
with my absence

Virtue Haiku

Honesty is a 
virtue--integrity--trust 
practice what you preach!

Tuesday, February 1, 2022

text

the last time I saw you 
I think in Abilene 
you were sick, the time went quick 
and it was a messy scene 

a month goes past, 
you don't call or text 
I spill all my blues
because I am vexed

you read the words, 
hit a key to delete 
text one right back 
that isn't so sweet

so that's what I'm doing
I'm hitting delete
those words summed it up 
I'm getting over it

love

host-like, ghost-like 
it comes through the walls
densely, immensely 
a creeping fog 
forming, storming 
it controls my thoughts
stealing, unyielding
as quickly it's gone

Saturday, January 29, 2022

forever on my beach

in my mind I'm in Mexico 
my feet propped on my wall 
push the little piece of lime 
down in my Pacifico 
contemplating, resurrecting the way it all turns out
burying ghosts, faceless hosts
those things that plague me most 

why is it that I find myself 
but it doesn't last that long 
pack my bags, heading back 
while the CD plays that song 
maybe I should move there 
stay forever on my beach 
without cell phone calls no worries befall
just live my days in peace

Girl Scout merit

I thought, at first, it was all about me
that it was a poem you wanted me to see
reading of the future, the past left behind 
once again, silly me, I was reading it blind 

I felt confused bout what you were saying 
just like always--the meaning you're displaying 
straddling the fence--sitting in the middle 
the prose that is penned is teeming with riddles 

the joke's on me, once again a fool deceived 
you sit there rocking and laughing up your sleeve  
a Girl Scout merit from where I sit 
no matter who it's for, it's the way you prepare it

Friday, January 28, 2022

contrast

these thoughts that I pen 
are not truly contrasting 
to the way I feel

uncovered

what you have uncovered 
this truth that you discovered 
which was clear for all to see 
this heart that you have opened 
and has left me here just hoping 
won't bring you back here to me

sometimes

it is easier 
to let go of things you love
memories remain 

Thursday, January 27, 2022

twitter

the truth I twitter 
without any followers 
on Facebook I hedge
the Oracle of Apollo 
what lays obscure
hidden from prying eyes
rests till I'm ready 
to bring it to light

Wednesday, January 26, 2022

New Years Eve

no fancy dress bought
for New Year's Eve
we're staying in
just you and me 
steaks on the grill
and a bottle of wine
I think that sounds
like a very good time

A fire burns bright
warming the room
we're starting to yawn
it's way too soon
in bed before midnight
it doesn't matter much
as we settle for sleep
our hands tightly clutched 
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hold on to me

when the day is long
and we're far apart
nothing goes right
from the very start
my mind needing
a quick jumpstart
baby, hold on to me

when the night is long
and we're far apart
a waste of the moon
and those twinkling stars
and I am missing you
with all my heart
baby, hold on to me
baby, hold on to me
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running on empty

didn't see the light turn red
thoughts that burn inside my head
running on empty, running hard
all around me lies in shards

all the things I try to hide
eating like a cancer inside
pour them out into a glass
a leaking sieve that empties fast

I can see it fading away
memories sweet from yesterday
as I hold on to what was untrue
doing my best to hold on to you
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