They were two lovers who were destined to meet,
With a passion so hot you could feel the heat,
Lovers with feelings so hot and so strong,
They could not be contained for very long,
Feeling more from the groin than from the heart,
Nothing on Earth could keep them apart,
Taking their passions incredibly higher,
They burned out of control like wildfire,
She was playful like a little child,
But under the sheets she was wild,
Him, she thought, was ******* great,
No other lover could hope to rate,
On a regular basis these two would meet,
Taking great pains to keep it discreet,
Once they entered that downtown hotel,
It was like Pavlov's dogs at the sound of the bell,
In what was more of a ***** than a loving embrace,
Lips were soon locked as they stood face to face,
While pulling at their clothes until they were torn,
They were soon naked as the day they were born,
Once they were free of shirts and pants,
They began their famous lover's dance,
As they hit the bed they began to ball,
Like two animals hearing nature's call,
As their heated bodies started to mesh,
Soon naked flesh pounded naked flesh,
Grabbing her arms firmly in his grasp,
He worked her so hard she began to gasp,
Grunts and moans were all that was heard,
As neither of the two could utter a word,
Lovers who soared so very high,
They wrote their names upon the sky,
Lovers who heeded the call of the night,
Making hot love with all of their might,
In a blazing moment of sweat and glory,
It was another chapter in a lover's story.

07-02-10.

He was the voice of those who had no voice,
The spokesman for the oppressed.
He became a true hero to the downtrodden,
Who had been denied their basic human rights.
There were those who tried to stop him,
But he proved himself a true force of nature.
Because you can arrest the man,
But you can't arrest his vision.
And while they could lock him in a cell,
They could not lock away his ideas.
And while they could put shackles on his body,
They could not put shackles on his dreams.
And those dreams live on,
To the very ends of the Earth,
In every classroom where black and white
Learn side by side.
In every place of worship,
Where young and old gather together,
In every peaceful demonstration,
Where tyranny falls, and liberty reigns triumphant.
And in the cry of every newborn,
That they be born into a world of hope and tolerance,
Where equality and civil rights are the norm.
For you can bury the man, but not his beliefs.
And though his voice may be silent,
His spirit will live on and on.

12-31-13.

You're truly a master at your craft,
The way you hold and stroke my shaft,
The way your tongue starts to glide,
Along my sensitive underside,
The way you look up with your big, dark eyes,
As your head is bobbing between my thighs,
The way you gently massage the tip,
With your soft tongue and lower lip,
Girl, you make me want to scream,
As you start to lap up all my cream,
Girl you make me want to cry,
As you **** my big member dry,
I don't want you to ever stop,
Till you lap up every single drop,
Girl, I'm glad it's you I know,
A girl who really knows how to blow.

12-27-09.

They say that time is the great thief,
Robber of beauty and of looks,
I have heard it spoken times before,
Have read of it in books,

But as the years go by with you,
I realize more and more,
You just get that much better,
So much better than before.

For what may have caught my eye,
Was surely your pretty face,
But over the years I have come to know,
Your true beauty and inner grace,

For your true beauty is not seen,
Not what you choose to show,
It is your beauty that lies inside,
The beauty I've come to know,

And as the years pass on by,
You age just like fine wine,
And every year that passes by,
Makes me glad you're mine.

Far from your beauty ever fading,
I feel that I must say,
You just keep on getting better,
And more beautiful every day.

04-25-10.

I can't get action nowhere
I can't get satisfaction nowhere
Just rage and hate and shouting and crying,
But it won't bring my brother back anyhow.
Why? Tell me why,
Why? Why? Why did my brother have to die?
The police say it was a gang war
The neighbor says he was with the wrong *****
The kids on the corner say it was a turf war.
I just know I won't see him any more.
Why? Tell me why,
Why? Why? Why did my brother have to die?
He was a typical kid growin' up in the hood
He did what he had to that's understood
His life was rough, his friends were tough,
So much around him and none of it good.
Why? Tell me why,
Why? Why? Why did my brother have to die?
It was a hot afternoon in the projects
He was out scopin' out his prospects
A car sped by, I heard gunfire
Someone shouts my brothers dead.
Why? Tell me why
Why? Why? Why did my brother have to die?
In the projects it's understood
Life ain't worth nothin' in the hood
One day your livin' large with a Porche in the garage
Next day your dead as a piece of wood.
Why? Tell me why,
Why? Why? Why did my brother have to die?
The jealousy and pettiness are insane
It's hard to believe we're in the same game
We're fighting each other, brother against brother
And all we're doing is filling graves.
Why? Tell me why,
Why? Why? Why did my brother have to die?
No one's gettin' ahead here
We're only getting dead here
When your life is measured by the bundles you clock
We should be lookin to get outa here.
Why? Tell me why,
Why? Why? Why did my brother have to die?
Everyday here's another wake
No one want's to give only want to take
Have another drink maybe I won't have to think
About what we love and forsake.
Why? Tell me why,
Why? Why? Why did my brother have to die?

I had a girlfriend who told me she's gay,
My first reaction was to say "No way."
I gave this situation some heavy thought,
It seemed so against everything I was taught,
I told her she just had to go,
Who it was I didn't want to know,
I told her she could do what she like,
I didn't want to meet this other ****,
Then in a while instead of being furious,
I found myself becoming a bit curious,
What she told me nearly put me in shock,
She’d been dating the girl down the block,
The one who lives just down the street,
The one I’ve really been wanting to meet,
I told her to ignore what I said before,
That we can talk this over some more,
Maybe if she could bring her by,
I would start to understand why,
No use in her sneaking around,
When we could all be getting down,
If she has a hot looking mother,
She can do one, I'll do the other,
We could even make a flick,
Her, me and this other chick,
Hey, I'm just a modern guy,
I'm willing to give this thing a try,
As long as I can watch and learn,
And maybe even get my turn,
Her being gay might not be so bad,
In fact I might even be very glad,
So when your girl says she's a *******,
Think this out, don’t try to punch her,
Find out if her partner's hot,
You can get rid of her if she's not,
But this could be the best thing that could be,
As long as the bed's big enough for three.

01-14-10b

I walk down a broken street in search of my Promised Land,
I'm on a mission from God and my God's name is ******.
In the distance I can hear the gunfire,
I'm in a holy war, my sergeant’s named desire.
I walk past other junkies nodding out against a wall,
We're fighting the same cause, fighting against withdrawal.
I reach my destination, I talk with the man,
I hand him twenty dollars, he puts my God in my hand.
****** you must be God for everything I do is for you,
I'd crawl ten miles on broken glass for you.
I'd sell my soul, my family and friends for you,
If you asked me to sell myself, I'd do that too,
You can see I'm truly nothing, nothing without you.
But if you’re really God, you leave me confused,
At times I feel like I've really been used.
You leave me shivering when it's not really cold,
Unable to walk and I'm not even old.
You leave me penniless when I'm not even poor,
You leave me feeling beaten, aching and sore.
You take away my pride, my looks and my health,
Make me lie to my family, my friends and myself.
Although for you I have dedicated my life,
What have you done for me except stabbed me with a knife?
I look in the mirror at my own bloodshot eyes,
I stare at a man whose world is all lies.
I think about my past and start to realize,
You’re not a God at all, but the Devil in disguise.

My love did sometimes wander,
And my thoughts did often roam,
From the one who held them dear,
And gave my love a home.

But I was young and restless,
And my heart would long to play,
Never thinking of the one I’d hurt,
When my love would go astray.

They say if you play with fire,
You sometimes will get burned,
And though the lessons were often hard,
The lessons did get learned.

For I know my heart belongs right here,
With the one whose love is true,
And if my thoughts should wander again,
They will wander back to you.

01-20-11.

Sitting with you right next to me,
Nowhere in the world I’d rather be,
Your every move brings a smile to my face,
With your awesome beauty and natural grace,
I enjoy being with you day and night,
Being with you just feels so right.

Of all the loves I have known,
None have the kindness you have shown,
None have the charms that you possess,
None can match your soft caress,
None can match the joy you bring,
None can cause my heart to sing.

Of all the loves who have come my way,
None can match the passion you display,
None can speak the words that always sound right,
None can match the feeling when you hold me tight,
None can match your special charms,
When you hold me tight in your arms.

That’s why I know I have found the one,
A special love that is second to none,
I know in my heart that you feel it too,
That’s why my heart is my gift to you,
I just need to write this so I can say,
To my special love, Happy Valentine’s Day.

02-14-10.

How did you know I needed you?
That I really needed someone new,
How did you know I was alone?
When suddenly you came along.
Did you know you’d brighten my day?
That I really needed a friend today,
Did you really know it’s been a while?
That I have seen so bright a smile,
It’s been so long since I could share,
Time with someone for which I care,
I think we can both shed our past,
And make this thing really last
It’s been way too long since I felt like this,
A natural high, a state of bliss,
To be with someone who can understand,
The simple pleasure of holding your hand,
And after years of perpetual night,
Suddenly the future looks bright,
You brought me up from an all time low,
You came just in time, but how did you know?

04-22-10.

I guess I really can’t blame them.
How could they be expected to know the truth,
When all they see is some well-rehearsed smile,
That I have been putting on in the morning,
Like a clean shirt.
I think I have it down to a science,
I’ve been doing it for so long.
I’ve polished my act to where I almost fool myself sometimes,
Yet at times the sadness slips through to the world.
My mother asked me the other day if I was doing drugs again,
As if that ever really worked,
Things should really be that easy for just once,
I think to myself, ‘How could they not know?’
And yet at times I think maybe I should just tell them.
But, how do you express the hurt that goes deep inside?
How do you express how you really feel?
When you don’t know how you really feel yourself.
Sometimes I just feel so numb to the world,
Or maybe, it’s just the fear of the unknown,
As if it could really get any worse.
Maybe I’m just afraid of giving up my hurt,
When at times it seems that hurting is all I’ve got.
Perhaps the only thing I do well.
Yet at times I’d really like to tell someone,
But how could I make them understand?
Sometimes I think I should just hold up a big neon sign,
That says ‘Hurting’ in big, bright letters.
All electric blue with just a tinge of blood red,
And then maybe someone will notice,
And then maybe someone will care,
But then again, why should they?
Why should they care?
After all, it’s not their job,
They don’t get paid to care.
But wait…I know what I’ll do.
As the storms begin to build inside my head,
Like a thief robbing me of any peace I might have had,
And as the thunder starts to clamor in my mind,
It’s very dissonance drowning my every thought,
I’ll walk boldly into those very storms,
With my neon sign held high above my head,
And as the thunder bursts around me,
And the pouring rain soaks me to the skin,
And when the lightning bolts brighten up the sky,
I will no longer fear a thing,
For as the lightning strikes my neon sign,
And the electric shocks surge through my rain soaked body,
And the pain overtakes me from head to toe,
It will be the first time I’ve really felt anything in years,
Perhaps for the first time ever.
And as the last bit of life drains from my wet body,
I will be free at last.
And as my soul leaves my lifeless form,
To venture forth into the unknown,
And the unknown will welcome me with open arms,
Taking me in like a true friend,
And the unknown will provide me with shelter and comfort,
Perhaps for the first time ever.
And as the rains continue to pour down upon me,
All the hurt shall be washed away,
And all the pain shall be felt no more,
For all my struggles shall cease in an instant,
And every unrequited love shall remain so,
And every broken promise shall remain broken,
And all the hatred directed towards me shall miss its mark,
And every resentment harbored shall be set aside,
And every tear shall be forced to find a new home,
And as I look down upon my dead body,
I can watch all my so-called friends gather round,
They’ll probably rummage through my pockets,
And fight over who gets my new sneakers,
Then again, why should they care?
After all, it’s not their job.

12-13-10.

I sit at my computer desk trying to think,
I pick up my coffee and start to drink,
I've been up all day and into the night,
Wracking my brain for something to write.

Just sitting around all day at home,
Hoping to write the next great tome,
But my progress has been terribly slow,
The words simply don't want to flow.

I realize to reap the glory and wealth,
My novel is not going to write itself,
It's my own project, I understand,
Though I wouldn't mind a helping hand.

I look at my dog and she starts to stare,
If she has any ideas, I wish she'd share,
I'd gladly give her any credit due,
Even buy her a bone or two.

But she looks at me with nothing to say,
It's clear that she just wants to play,
She goes to the corner and fetches her ball,
I can see that she is just no help at all.

01-12-11.

There is nothing so fine,
As your behin'
Come over here,
I want your rear,
Just one smack,
Then I part your crack,
I feel your cheek,
And my knees go week,
I want to caress,
What's beneath your dress,
Bend you over,
And then take over,
So firm and round,
Makes me want to pound,
One look at your ****,
I want to bust my nut,
I look at your ****,
And I want to ****,
Cause nothing's so fine,
As your behin'

06-23-09.

Went to the local go-go to see what’s shaking,
Found me a hottie who was really quaking,
Moving to the music, the pulsing beat,
This young beauty was light on her feet,
Back arched, legs high in the air,
As I sat with my drink, I just had to stare,
This young thing was really on fire,
So much energy, seemed she’d never tire,
She soon had the crowd eating out of her hand,
Watching her was more than I could stand,
I then called over the cocktail waitress,
A hot looking babe in a tight mini-dress,
I said to her, ‘Get the lady a drink.’
Buying some time, I started to think,
This little dancer just looked so fine,
I had to walk over and throw her a line,
I see you’re a girl who likes to climb poles,
Well, I’m a guy who likes to fill holes,
If you’re a girl who likes to dance,
I got a pole hiding in my pants,
She got on my lap with that big behind,
Moving to the beat, she started to grind,
Working her body nice and slow,
The tent in my pants starting to grow,
I reached forward and grabbed her ****,
As she reached down and stroked my nut,
As I reached forward and stroked her thigh,
She glanced back and looked me in the eye,
She looked at me and called me ‘Honey.’
Pretty soon I had spent all my money,
I left the bar completely broke,
Had to go home and start to stroke,
But I’ll never forget that hot looking chick,
Who left me broke and stroking my ****.

03-27-10.

The summer sun rises over the hills,
With a beauty and certain grace,
But it cannot compete with the beauty of you,
Or the beauty of your face.

The falling snow in wintertime,
Makes everything look so new,
But it cannot compare with the beauty,
The beauty that is you.

The birds in springtime sing their song,
So sweetly and so pure,
But they cannot compare with your sweet words,
Of this you can be sure.

The colorful leaves on autumn trees,
All covered with morning dew,
May be glorious in their beauty,
But are nothing compared to you.

All the wonders on this fine earth,
And the glory of up above,
Are nothing compared to your sweet charms,
Or the beauty of your love.

12-18-09.

Of all the girls I've held and kissed,
Very few I've truly missed,
Even less have held my heart,
During the times we were apart,
Rare are the ones that make me yearn,
Or make my passions truly burn,
Few are the ones that felt so right,
As we held each other through the night,
But after all is said and done,
For me there can be only one,
And of all my loves from the past,
Only one can truly last,
For, of all the girls that I once knew,
Only one I've loved like you.

03-25-10.

People always offer opinions and advice,
As to what you should or shouldn’t do,
Though they can barely manage themselves,
They seem to know what’s best for you.

An old friend offers relationship advice,
As he talks about his latest divorce,
He always blames his latest ex-wife,
And I just nod and say “But, of course.”

Another friend offers financial advice,
Talking stocks and bonds on the phone,
I’d probably take him a bit more seriously,
If he hadn’t called to ask for a loan.

A neighbor cornered me the other day,
Bragging about her new diet,
If she wasn’t still 400 pounds herself,
Perhaps I would like to try it.

Another comes over to share with me,
Their latest sure-fire scheme to get rich,
It’ll be something totally different next week,
And they’ll be back with a whole new pitch.

Whether who to vote for, or what to wear,
Or to what church I really should go,
Where I should live, or what I should eat,
They always act like they know.

It’s amazing how people see problems in others,
Without knowing that much about me,
But somehow the problems in their own lives,
Are something they can’t really see.

07-14-12c.

I returned to Paris as in days gone by,
Now that I’m here, I’m not sure why,
For the city that once felt like home,
Is a joyless place when you’re alone.

I can’t help but recall the older days,
Of sipping wine in corner cafes,
Romantic dinners by candle light,
That lasted well into the night.

The walks along the river Seine,
Huddled together against the rain,
Hand in hand we’d stroll the street,
Stealing kisses, so discrete.

Now as I walk along the avenue,
I think about the times with you,
But the city we both loved so dear,
Is a lonely place without you here.

And though I yearn for the times of old,
Now the city just seems so cold,
I made my return but I’m sorry I came,
For Paris will never be the same.

04-12-11.

Party favors do not a party make,
Nor that fancy bakery cake,
It's not the table set so fine,
Nor that bottle of expensive wine,
Not china set on polished wood,
Or gourmet food that tastes so good.

What matters is the people gathered there,
Family and friends you know who care,
With whom you can share a laugh and a smile,
It's what truly makes life worthwhile,
For with time spent with loved ones you can be sure,
Of cherished memories that will always endure.

11-30-10b.

Your passion burns so very deep,
Like secret dreams when you sleep,
The passion burns so deep inside,
Such deep desires that you hide,
What can I do, what can I say?
Let your passion come out and play.

Like a wild, caged up beast,
Your passions need to be released,
Will it take a kiss to your lips?
Or the gentle touch of my fingertips,
I want you in my arms to hold,
As your passions start to unfold.

You've hid your passion for too long,
Now in my arms is where you belong,
As we hold each other close and tight,
And enter into this passionate night,
Something that is so long overdue,
Time to release the passionate you.

03-29-10.

There was a girl named Peg Leg Peg,
Called her that because of her wooden leg,
She was known as the best in town,
Guys would come from miles around,
You see, Peg’s leg could detach,
For better access to her ******,
And though it wasn’t ***** that bite,
There was the occasional termite,
But this did not seem to deter,
All the guys who called on her,
And though there were occasional cracks,
About how she held her stockings up with tacks,
All the guys would practically beg,
To put another notch in Peggy’s leg.

04-19-10.

I watch you lie so quiet and still,
You really are a lovely sight,
So many dreams you helped fulfill,
As I recall our previous night.

As the morning sun begins to rise,
I watch you lie silent on the bed,
A soft glow dances upon your eyes,
The pillow softly cradles your head.

The morning sun bathes you in light,
As you slowly start to awake,
My thoughts soon turn to delight,
As I think of the love we can make.

Though we loved the night before,
I wished it would never end,
At the sight of you I yearn for more,
To make love to you again.

Your smile drives my imagination wild,
Please tell me that you can stay,
Your touch releases my inner child,
My inner child wants to play.

It's in these quiet times we spend,
That it's you I'm thinking of,
Times I wish would never end,
I will never tire of your love.

05-03-10.

I have entered so many contests,
And I’m starting to wonder why,
Just sitting here thinking about it,
Makes me want to cry.

I always try to do my best,
To make my words compelling,
I make sure not to use text speak,
And I even check my spelling.

But it seems that whatever I do,
My words just get neglected,
And though I start with high hopes,
I always end up feeling rejected.

I wish I knew the judge’s address,
Or at least of their PayPal account,
Then I could at least send them a bribe,
Just tell me the correct amount.

Just once I’d like a great big trophy,
That I could stand up on the floor,
Or even just a paper certificate,
That I could put on the refrigerator door.

Just once I’d like to hold my head,
High above the crowd,
Be able to phone my mom,
And make her really proud.

But, now I enter another contest,
And I’ll probably crash and burn,
I should probably take up another hobby,
But, I guess I’ll never learn.

10-16-12.

Once again it’s that time of year,
When political banter seems the rage.
When otherwise normal people,
Try to come off as some worldly sage.

I have friends who are really nice folks,
Any other time of the year.
But, once they start with the political rants,
I really don’t want them near.

Of course, their views are always right,
How could it be any other way?
And you too could be right like them,
If you just listen to what they say.

Some people take it all quite seriously,
And engage in rather spirited exchange.
As if convincing all their Facebook friends,
Will bring about a world of change.

But the more I hear all this political banter,
The more it makes me think.
That the only party I want to join,
Is one where I can get a drink.

10-07-12.

Precious are the moments that we share,
Gentle is the touch that shows you care,
Precious are the days we spend hand in hand,
You always there to listen and understand,
Precious are the nights with you by my side,
Making all my fears go run and hide,
Precious are the minutes, hours and days,
For you are the one I will love always,
Precious are the glances you cast my way,
Reminding me that, it is here I will stay.

The time we spend is so precious to me,
There is no other place I’d rather be,
Having you to hug and to hold,
Always together, as we grow old,
Our lives together, so intertwined,
We walk together, your hand in mine,
Every waking moment, I think of you,
Our time together, seems so new,
We’ll always be together and never part,
For precious is the one who stole my heart.

10-23-09.

At family gatherings throughout the year,
There are those who add to the holiday cheer,
Those who brighten up your day,
Every time they come your way.

Most are a pleasure to be around,
As fine as any friends I’ve found,
But, there are a few I’d like to loose,
If I could only pick and choose.

Some that are a pain in my rear end,
I’d like to delete like a Facebook friend,
Others who insist they are family,
But sure don’t look a thing like me.

Others who are annoying beyond belief,
Whose only purpose is to bring me grief,
They’ll have to get along on their own,
They are not going to get another loan.

The problem with relatives is understood,
You have to take the bad with the good.
Though some I wish would get lost at sea,
They probably think the same of me.

09-11-11.

Seduction is a mighty word,
As powerful as you’ve ever heard,
Starting out with a simple glance,
Will not end till they’re in your pants,
Telling you everything you want to hear,
Slowly calming your every fear,
They’ll slowly get into your head,
Until they get you into bed.

Seduction is a mighty tool,
Can make you act just like a fool,
More powerful than any drink,
Once it starts no time to think,
Pretty soon time will tell,
If you fall under their spell,
Yes, seduction is a mighty word,
As powerful as you’ve ever heard.

04-01-10.

She’s hot and wet when she greets me in the morning,
I know of no better way to wake up.
And when I need her she is always there,
She fills my loving cup.

It is an affair that has been going on for years,
And she will continue to comfort when I’m old.
When I am down she perks me up,
She warms me when I am cold.

Dark and bold she comes to me,
More beautiful than any sunrise.
Like a gypsy with her magic charms,
She has the power to open tired eyes.

Though some folks may criticize her,
Pointing out her mother’s a Columbian nut.
And yes, those South Americans are a bit hot-blooded,
But I just smile and say “So what?”

For coffee and I are partners in life,
From her I will never stray.
And should anyone try to get between us,
They will surely rue the day.

10-01-15.

Size Does Matter**

Size does matter, if you’re a car,
A bigger engine will take you real far,
Size does matter that’s understood,
When we’re talking about what’s under the hood,
You need lots of power to make those tires squeal,
But when we’re talking about women it’s a whole other deal,
Because size matters when racing on a track,
But in the bedroom it’s the motion in your back,
Because in a hotrod, you better have a big block,
But to a woman, it’s how you use your ****,
Because in the bedroom it isn’t a race,
To put that look of delight on her face,
Because in a car you need a big engine for motion,
But in romance, it’s love and devotion,
So where size matters on a drag strip,
In love it’s a whole other trip,
In a car you want it to go,
But in the bedroom, you best take it slow,
It’s no race to cross the finish line,
Take it slow and you’ll do just fine,
So remember you’re a man not a car,
Do things right and you will be her star,
Because it doesn’t take power and speed,
To satisfy a woman’s every need,
Be honest and kind and tell her no lies,
And you’ll be the man to win first prize,
Too much worry about the size of your tool,
Only makes you look like a fool,
So if you don’t learn to do what you can,
She might go out and find another man,
Because size may matter for spinning your tires,
But it takes a real man to satisfy a woman’s desires,
And if you can’t do it she’ll go out and find,
Another man who’s loving and kind,
While you're all alone worrying about size,
She’ll be out with some other guys,
Who may not do as well on the drag strip,
But got your woman doing a flip,
So size may help you racing on the streets,
But it ain’t gonna help you between the sheets.

01-13-10.

Flowers bloom, the Winter thaw,
Outside the songbirds sing.
With the arrival of the bluebirds,
I know that it is Spring.

But listening to the bird’s songs,
And watching the flowers bloom.
I can’t but help myself,
For feeling a certain gloom.

For I find myself a bit jealous,
As the flowers start anew,
So often I wish I could do the same,
If I just knew what to do.

02-22-16.

You probably were a bully,
Who never did well in school,
Stole other kid’s lunch money,
And thought it was really cool.

And now you’ve moved on,
To stealing other’s work and time,
All without a hint of remorse,
As if it’s not even a real crime.

I’d like to think people like you,
Deserve a special place in Hell,
For when you steal an author’s work,
You steal a piece of them as well.

So now I’m going to dare you,
To try and steal this poem,
Post it on another site,
And try to call it your own.

And if you think you can do it,
And never will get caught,
The only thing I can say to you,
Is you’re dumber than I thought.

04-22-11.

I went out to an Irish bar,
No big deal, it wasn't far,
To see if I could get a lay,
A little something for St. Patrick's day,
A spotted a fine lass drinking green beer,
So I leaned and whispered in her ear,
Something about how I liked her face,
And would she come back to my place,
She was so drunk she actually agreed,
To follow me home and fill my need,
I was so excited as we started to strip,
My head in a whirl, my mind starting to flip,
But when I saw her naked I started to blink,
Should I believe my eyes I started to think,
I stared at the strangest sight I have seen,
For St. Pat's she had dyed her hair green,
Though what she did seemed beyond belief,
I did end up that night having green teeth.

03-17-10.

People often pass through our lives,
And so many have come my way,
Some stay for a lifetime,
Others just for a day.

Yet others last just for a season,
And then they must move on,
The one that touched my heart,
Has now come and gone.

Though I knew you had to leave,
You could only stay a while,
I got to know your loving ways,
And ever-present smile.

Summertime girl I thank you,
For a summer filled with fun,
Nights so filled with passion,
Our days frolicking in the sun.

But will you ever think of me,
Now that we're apart?
Was I just another summer fling,
Or the one who stole your heart?

Though we've gone our separate ways,
And will each find someone new,
No matter what the future brings,
I'll always remember you.

09-07-10.

I saw you walking just the other day,
As happy as can be,
Out walking with someone the other day,
And that someone wasn’t me.

Oh girl, what you trying to do?
You know I’m a jealous guy,
Just tryin’ to get my attention,
Or make me want to cry.

Oh girl, what you trying to do?
You’re breaking us apart,
Now you’re not just messing with my head,
You’re messing with my heart.

I know you can’t really be with him,
What you trying to do?
You know you can do a lot better than that,
And I’m the one for you.

I saw you walking just the other day,
You thought I wouldn’t see,
Out walking with someone the other day,
And that someone wasn’t me,
And that someone wasn’t me.

10-16-10a.

All the trust we’ve built together,
Bonds developed from the start,
Have somehow been ripped in two,
Like you ripped apart my heart.

Funny how you think you know someone,
Because you lie beside them in bed,
But it’s only their words you’ll ever hear,
Not what goes on inside their head.

Now you tell me you want to leave,
With barely a spoken goodbye,
Taking your things and walking out,
And I’m left to wonder why.

Haven’t I been good to you?
So loving and so kind,
But you say you’re moving on,
Just leaving me behind.

I just have to try to realize,
To you I never really did belong,
This is something you had to do,
It’s nothing I did wrong.

So much may happen in life,
So much I’ll never understand,
So many things I’ve had to deal with,
So much of it unplanned.

I just hope someday you realize,
As you’re sitting alone and sad,
That the one you chose to leave,
Was the best you ever had.

04-20-10.

Of all the things you've given to me,
As proof that the best things really are free,
If I had to narrow it down to one,
It would be the birth of our only son.

Watching him smile I become elated,
At the sight of the life we have created,
Our unimaginable pride and joy,
Disguised as a playful little boy.

When I gaze into his eyes of blue,
I cannot help but think of you,
For that and his curly locks of hair,
Are just two features you two share.

I see you in his playful walk,
I hear you in his playful talk,
I've you to thank, my loving wife,
For giving me this new life.

If anyone ever needs proof of our love,
There's no need to look to Heaven above,
Because Heaven is right here on this Earth,
In the eyes of the child you've given birth.

And some day when we are long gone,
Our love will surely always live on,
In the product of a love beyond compare,
Our playful, little, special heir.

02-26-10.

A con man rolled into town,
With a funny looking wig.
Made a lot of promises,
Everything will be really big.

He claims he doesn’t like immigrants,
Says they cause a lot of strife,
But you certainly would never know,
By looking at his imported wife.

And he doesn’t like Muslims,
And forget it if you’re black.
And as for those pesky Mexicans,
He’s sending them all back.

He says he has a really big plan,
To cure America’s ills,
But you got to wonder about a guy,
Who can’t even pay his own bills.

He has experience in business,
His bankruptcies total four,
And with a temperament like his,
We’ll soon be in another war.

Spews a whole lot of hot air,
That he can improve the current state,
Never says anything definite,
But don’t worry it’ll all be great.

He wants to close the internet,
And the border to the South,
But if he’s going to close anything,
Please let it be his mouth.

Oh he makes a lot of promises,
And they’re all as fake as his hair,
And the saddest part about it,
Is his followers just don’t care.

07-31-16.

The making of a ***** martini is truly an art,
***** and vermouth are merely a start,
But follow my advice and you can depend,
On achieving perfection in the end.

First the martini glasses should be filled,
With a little ice to ensure they're chilled,
Your next step as the martini maker,
Is to put some ice in the shaker.

Next pour in the *****, a premium kind,
For the perfect martini, use the best you can find,
Just a dash of vermouth is all it should take,
For the best martini you can make.

For a drink that's smooth and never rough,
The next step I just can't stress enough,
Grab the olive juice and begin to pour,
And if you think it's plenty, pour some more.

Put the lid on the shaker and give a few shakes,
Just a few seconds is really all it takes,
Now take the glasses and dump the ice,
And add a couple olives, plump and nice.

Then over those olives you can begin to pour,
And then start to savor what's in store,
For if you follow this little rhyme,
You'll have the perfect martini every time.

11-08-10b.

I’d heard about social networking,
And how it was the next big thing,
So I just had to take a look,
And ended up on Facebook.

It only took me a little while,
To fill out most of my profile,
But I have spent many a night,
Figuring out the rest of the site.

I never realized I had so many friends,
The friend requests never end,
All the people I can’t stand at work,
And now the biggest high school ****.

I have to admit I’ve learned a bunch,
I know what all my friends eat for lunch,
And it really helps me that I know,
Everyone’s favorite TV show.

The work on Facebook never stops,
I have to water my imaginary crops,
Send get-well wishes to Farmville quick,
My friend’s imaginary cow got sick.

I now realize my chances are dire,
Of ever building a Mafia empire,
And perhaps it is a bit of a shame,
My It Girl will never go on to fame.

My kids' statuses tell me of their life,
At dinner time I get poked by the wife,
I try to keep my friend count nice and fat,
So, I even signed up the dog and cat.

I guess you can say my life’s complete,
I have more friends than I’ll ever meet,
On Facebook I can roam far and wide,
And I never have to go outside.

02-19-11.

My job I really don’t mind,
It’s the people and the work,
Especially the guy next to me,
Who personifies the word “****.”

I wish he would do something,
Anything to earn his pay,
Instead he just gets on my nerves,
And my nerves are starting to fray.

This **** is looking for a better job,
And keeps asking me for advice,
Do I look like a Google search bar?
But instead I just try to be nice.

He actually asked me for a referral,
And I looked at him just fine,
I’d like to give him a referral alright,
To the unemployment line.

This ***** better start to realize,
And I hope he does somehow,
That the next job he’ll be applying for,
May be the one he’s holding now.

02-04-11.

I poured out every thought upon the page,
Filling it up with all the rage and anger,
That you have instilled inside me.
My pen literally quivered,
As I held it in my sweaty hand,
Yet the words flowed swiftly,
As venomous as any snake,
And almost as deadly.
As I poured the last of the wine into my glass,
I reviewed my handiwork.
Three pages of anger.
Three pages of hurt.
An expression of all you’ve done to me,
As best as I possibly could.
I carefully folded the letter,
And stuffed it in the envelope.
And with quivering pen,
I wrote out your address.
It was late, and I’d post it in the morning.
I went off to bed that night.
The next day I spent quietly around the house.
It was cold outside,
And it was warm by the fire.
In the afternoon,
I opened another bottle of wine.
I sat pensively for some time,
Just watching the flames dance
Upon the logs in the fireplace.
Amidst the crackling of the timbers,
I picked up the envelope.
I stare down at your name upon it.
I take another sip of wine,
And remove the letter.
As I begin to read it again,
I am reminded of everything you’ve ever done.
All the hurt you’ve caused,
To myself and my family,
Comes back again over three pages.
My blood starts to boil again,
And my palms start to sweat.
There is a damp thumbprint on the page,
And the edges of the letter are damp and frayed,
From holding it tightly in my hands.
I lean back in my chair.
I know I am not ready to forgive.
I don’t know that I ever will be.
And God knows I will never forget.
In fact, I hope you rot in Hell,
And if I could deliver you there myself,
Lord knows, I would.
But, I can never stoop to your level.
I can never stoop to your level.
I sit for some time just watching the fire.
In a while, I pick up the letter,
And walk over to the fireplace.
I toss it upon the flames.
I sit back down and sip my wine.
And as I watch the letter burn,
The sparks crackling,
And the black soot fall upon the logs,
I know I can never stoop to your level,
But, there’s a part of me that says to myself,
“God, I wish that letter were you.”

11-07-11.

Went to a casino the other day,
A game of hold 'em I was hopin' to play,
Entered the poker room and looked around,
Found me a seat and sat right down.

As I laid down my chips and started to play,
I hoped that luck would come my way,
For a while the cards were running cold,
Most of my moves were check and fold.

As the game continued on,
I realized half my chips were gone,
But before it could go from bad to worse,
I saw my luck was about to reverse.

For as I sat among those expressionless faces,
I was suddenly holding a pair of aces,
I knew the bank I soon would crack,
With this chance to win my money back.

As the dealer took three off the top,
And laid on down that three card flop,
My heart had suddenly started to sing,
As I saw on the table an ace and a king.

Now with aces three of a kind,
Thoughts of riches went through my mind,
With my luck now running hot,
I tossed a pile of chips in the ***.

As the dealer laid down another card,
Everybody stared real hard,
It was just me and another who called my bet,
And I didn't see him as a threat.

The final card thrown in the ring,
Happened to be another king,
Suddenly I couldn't help but gloat,
As I was holding a full boat.

With the full house I was holding,
There was no way I was folding,
With aces over I had to win,
So I decided I should go all-in.

For a moment I was in a daze,
As the other player called my raise,
But with confidence I began to stand,
And showed the full house in my hand.

The other player didn't say a word,
Sounds of silence was all that was heard,
As he exposed two kings, it really blew my mind,
My full house was beat by four of a kind.

I sat back down with a look of defeat,
After suffering such a bad beat,
And all my money having been spent,
I wondered how I'd pay the rent.

I thought of how I'd tell my wife,
And if she'd come after me with a knife,
I thought of ways to recoup my loss,
Like asking for an advance from my boss.

Lady Luck had done me wrong,
Left me singing this sad, sad song,
Some days you win, some days you lose,
Some days you sing them poker blues.

10-30-10a.

I want to teach my dog,
Some tricks that are new,
Like sit, fetch and heel,
As a dog’s expected to do.

But after many hours,
Things are not going good,
For despite all my efforts,
She won’t do as she should.

She can’t fetch to save her life,
And it’s just a little ball,
But instead of carrying it back,
She’ll just let it slip and fall.

My nerves are starting to fray,
It seems that I’ll never win,
Far from concerned with her failures,
She’ll just stand there and grin.

I’ll take her out for a walk,
Hoping by my side she’ll stay,
But she’d rather sniff the flowers,
That grow along the way.

And if I try to get her to sit,
And stay until I call,
Now she wants to play,
And go and fetch her ball.

As if having fun is more important,
Than doing what you should do,
Sometimes I have to wonder,
Who should be teaching who?

10-17-11b.

You asked me if I think of you,
You know, my Love I always do,
And even though I can't be there,
I want you to know I'll always care.

So much in my life has recently changed,
Everything seemingly rearranged,
Until I get it all on track,
I don't know when I will be back.

And though I sleep alone at night,
Without you, my Love to hold me tight,
And though I sleep with the stars overhead,
I'd rather be home sharing your bed.

But I hope it's understood,
I'd be there with you if I could,
And though the distance keeps us apart,
You will always be here in my heart.

04-06-10.

This day is yours, it belongs to you,
Do anything that you desire to do.
Watch your favorite shows, eat your favorite food,
Do anything that puts you in a good mood.

Your friends are here to celebrate too,
This day is yours, it belongs to you.
You’ve been working too hard, you need a break,
Sit down and have another piece of cake.

Open the presents your friends have bought,
You can see they’ve given this plenty of thought.
This day is yours, it belongs to you,
So spend it joyfully with your favorite crew.

Just here to wish you Happy Birthday,
That’s really all we have to say.
And may your dreams all come true,
This day is yours, it belongs to you.

03-15-16.

Though seasons pass and years go by,
They will not stop the tears I cry,
And though may fall the gentle rain,
It will not wash away my pain,
And though there may be a tomorrow,
It will not take away my sorrow,
For when you and I became apart,
You took a piece of my broken heart,
I only ask that you give it back,
So I can get my life on track,
And I can somehow heal this broken heart,
And somehow make a brand new start,
I don’t think this is much to ask,
A very simple little task,
So my poor heart can somehow mend,
And I can start to live again.

02-12-10.

Oftentimes the many thoughts,
That go on inside my head,
So many thoughts unspoken,
So much remains unsaid.

And sometimes the most precious thoughts,
Just never get put to word,
The ones with the most meaning,
Are the ones that are never heard.

Because when someone means so much,
I don't always have words to say,
For feelings that run much deeper,
Than mere words could ever convey.

And just because words aren't often voiced,
Doesn't make them any less true,
Words that have special meaning,
Words like 'I love you.'

So though I may not often speak,
The words you want to hear,
Know that you are still in my heart,
And my thoughts of you are dear.

06-11-10.

Looking back on the time we shared,
Nothing else in my life has compared,
Ever since that day we walked down the aisle,
We have walked together for many a mile,
Joined together hand in hand,
Part of some much larger plan,
You have brought to my world such sheer delight,
Making my time on earth so sunny and bright,
I am so thankful for the time we spend,
Time together I hope will never end,
From the first time I saw your face,
I knew you were my saving grace,
Like a drowning man who’s been thrown a rope,
You’ve provided me such unending hope,
Casting my loneliness to the side,
Never once breaking your stride,
Like a gift from Heaven above,
I’m so thankful for your love,
A true love that will never fade,
I’m thankful for the love we made,
All the times we held each other tight,
Making love with all our might,
A special dance between the covers,
That could only be done by true lovers,
Thankful I have you to hug and hold,
Thankful for the passion you let unfold,
I pray this time with you will never end,
For it is time spent with my best friend,
So thankful for the joy you bring,
Symbolized by a wedding ring,
I know the best is yet to come,
Though we are two, we think as one,
For no matter what the future may bring,
I am proud it is you who wears my ring.

01-19-10.

They hang out all day,
Ain't got no plans,
With nothing to do,
And time on their hands.

In everyone's business,
All over town,
Just talking trash,
To bring them down.

Talk more trash,
Later on the phone,
When they should be out,
Takin' care of their own.

They only go out,
For a free meal,
Too **** lazy,
To go out and steal.

Ain't got no job,
Ain't got no pay,
They just keep talkin',
With nothin' to say.

People so petty,
It's hard to believe,
That they actually,
Live and breed.

Sitting on the steps,
With nothing better to do,
But you better watch out,
They're talkin' about you.

09-28-10.

I have met so many women,
Some with model looks.
Others were so very bright,
Had knowledge found in books.

So many times a woman,
Has stood out from the crowd.
Hanging on my arm,
She really made me proud.

But over the years, as time has passed,
I've come to understand.
Most of those relationships,
Did not work as planned.

But now that I am older,
And somewhat more mature.
I have a greater understanding,
Of what it takes to endure.

And while a pretty face may tempt me,
Just like in the past.
I now look for something deeper,
Something that will last.

Though many a beauty has passed on through,
Like members of a passing parade.
I now long for that beauty,
Something that won't fade.

Because smarts and a pretty face,
May make for a wonderful start.
But for a lasting finish,
One has to look to the heart.

For to find a love that will truly last,
Through both thick and thin.
One that will survive the good and the bad,
It must come from deep within.

For when you meet that certain someone,
Whose heart is loving and kind.
And experience a love so deep and true,
That love is truly a find.

07-01-10