Wednesday, August 31, 2022

another day

I reach for you but you're not there
grabbing at straws; clutching thin air
perhaps I imagined, thought you were real
another dream that is congealed

the dawn is bleak, the raindrops fall
another storm as I recall
making it through the long hard day
dreamless nights, I'm held at bay

what was it like, before the gloom?
with beautiful flowers in full bloom
another day, a long lost time
when I was your and you were mine
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Monday, August 29, 2022

only a fool

only a fool plays by the rules
it's said beggars can't be choosers
only a gambler has nothing to lose
only a rock's too hard to bruise

more than two can play the game
how many in the end remain?
it somehow doesn't come out the same
when each and all start laying blame

when we take off the velvet gloves
inspecting and examining this thing called love
seeing what it's not or is made of
praying this time it's enough
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glock

I go to the range
and load my glock
the day I had
still in shock
I load up the clip
with hollow points
gonna use them all
before I leave this joint
there's nothing better
than shooting at the range

it feels so good
in the palm of my hand
squeezing off a round
this feels grand
the hit dead center
right through the heart
I never miss
this, my true art
there's nothing better
than shooting at the range

pretend I'm Fiona
the Burn Notice gal
I think you could be
my sidekick, pal
do you think you can handle
a chick with a gun?
you can load my clip
while I'm having fun
there's nothing better
than shooting at the range

maybe if you're good
I'll give you a bout
to relieve your stress and
get rid of those doubts
no doubt about
the way it feels
see the target
get the chills
there's nothing better
than shooting with you

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Friday, August 26, 2022

Lucky

You got lucky mister 
Lucky when we met
Lucky in my perceptions 
Lucky in my depths 
Like a fortune in a cookie
Like a gambler at the table 
It’s all on the line 
And destiny’s unstable 

Peeling back the layers 
Getting to the heart 
Uncovering the mysteries 
Of all that’s deep and dark 
A meeting that was chance 
Odds a thousand to one 
You still came out on top 
Obscurity undone 

I Put you on the path 
And turned it all around 
Gave you a new insight 
Put your feet back on the ground 
When all is said and done 
I gave it all to you 
And what you take away 
Is more than what you knew 

Yah, you got lucky 

litmus test

a true litmus test 
turning me deep crimson red 
a beautiful shade

Thursday, August 25, 2022

carry on

we carry on
when it all comes down
there's more thunder than rain
our dreams lay in shards
we carry on

we carry on
through the reality of it all
more fable than fairytale
more investment than return
when it all starts to shatter
we carry on

we carry on
because the sun will still shine
a silver lining to be seen
after the storm's rage
tomorrow will come
and it will be a better day
we carry on

match

every dream, every chance
you burned them all
with just one match
brushing against
memories once sweet
incinerated ash
laying at your feet
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we

you make me laugh
you make me sing
you promise the world
and all good things
seven months
a milestone for me
it keeps getting better
now that I is we
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Wednesday, August 24, 2022

Slow Down Haiku

You need to slow down 
Pull back, kick back, don't look back 
it's time to relax!

Tuesday, August 23, 2022

maybe

maybe I should have fought harder 
maybe I should have been smarter
maybe it should never have started 
maybe we should stay apart 
maybe, maybe, maybe 

maybe we should not have met 
maybe I shouldn't have left 
maybe I will have regrets
maybe I will never forget 
maybe, maybe, maybe
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ride on

ride on 
ride on 
moving out of here 

dream on 
dream on 
all the dreams are gone 

stay strong 
stay strong 
getting through some how
 
moving on, 
moving on
using all my strength
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laundry

feelings hung to dry 
like laundry on the line 
emotion and despair 
stains are retained there 

sometimes the spots that remain 
freckled, flecks of pain 
splattered all across 
don't come out in the wash

Monday, August 22, 2022

left behind

how do I know 
what to leave behind 
what I'll no longer need 
in this future of mine 
what if what was left 
was what I needed  
and it can't be retrieved 
because the history's deleted

ambrosia

passion comes
cherry sweet
juicy kisses
the taste and smell
of ambrosia
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forget the math

I want to make it easier 
stop over analyzing, 
more compromising 
one and one doesn't always equal two 
gonna stop putting up walls 
let it out of the box 
erase the lines that I drew 
I want to take it easier 
take it as it comes
push the envelope some

Friday, August 19, 2022

storm

your storm ravages my heart
the lightening flashes from your eyes 
the thunder of your voice 
the hurricane force winds 
of the words you hurl, 
cutting and deep 
intended to inflict and destruct 
the storm rages through the night 
no protection, no shelter 
and in the morning, all is calm
the storm has passed, 
but not without devastating my spirit

Thursday, August 18, 2022

drops on the tile

sometimes, good things pass 
spilling like wine from a glass 
hurrying to contain it too fast 
missing the drops on the tile 

although, I take it slow 
looking for secrets I don't know 
the extinguishing inner glow 
disguised in crescent moonlight 

reflecting on what I see 
and all you once meant to me
doubt now plants its seed 
a vision of hidden perception

sunset

as I look for love that feels just right 
not too loose and not to tight 
someone to hold me late at night
till the dark sky bleeds red light 
looking for a love that I haven't found yet 
filled with passion, no regrets 
a heart in which my dreams can rest 
as we ride off into the sunset

happily ever after

shall I start yet once again? 
look for it, seek it, search hard 
will it come to me? 
a spring breeze 
blowing down from green mountains
or arriving on wings of doves 
will it ride in a cowboy hero? 
from an old black and white 
swinging me up behind on his horse 
as I wrap my hopes and dreams 
around an image of what it should all mean 
hanging on for dear life 
as we gallop off into the sunset 
and live happily every after 
or not

Wednesday, August 17, 2022

blindside

every heart has a blindside
part of all devotion 
overlooking the obvious 
omnifarious emotion
the counterfeit good faith 
that travels across miles 
it's not the first mistake 
but it's part of the file 
when illusion of choice 
goes out a revolving door 
and all the words I hear 
have been said before 
forgiveness becomes weakness 
when it comes down to this 
the blindside sees truth
hidden in the Judas kiss 

temple

my body a temple 
where my heart resides 
you hunger for one 
starving the other side 
sustenance I offer 
feeding body, heart and mind 
you consume till you're full
and the rest is declined

Tuesday, August 16, 2022

coup

a reason to believe 
a victory I won’t taste
tension in the feelings 
a love that’s gone to waste 
I feel it in my soul 
the words escape my lips 
a bloody, useless battle
my mind can’t seem to grip 
the air escapes the room 
and I can’t seem to breathe 
a scar that just won’t heal 
a wound that always seeps 
a heart that is still screaming
it beats it’s disbelief
never, ever thinking 
that you would really leave 
no pleasure in the moments 
that I once spent with you 
the fire that burned inside me 
defeated with your coup

toi et moi

a story that needs written 
a sonnet of all that I feel 
a poem that's not yet titled
an ode not yet revealed 
my unpublished heart 
un histoire d'amour 
you and me

thoughts

your thoughts on my thoughts 
your fingers caressing keys 
as you kiss my mind

Monday, August 15, 2022

Walking Home

You walked me home 
After that bad storm 
Making sure I got there 
Safe from all harm 
Surrounded by darkness 
No light for my way 
No stars in the sky 
The moon tucked away 
holding my hand tightly
Though you were not there 
Talking me onward 
Your voice in my ear 
Alone that late evening 
But your presence was there 
A light in the shadows 
Removing despair 
You walked me home 
The moon tucked away 
Your voice in my ear 
With me the whole way