A Friday night and young
  men and women are on
     the prowl
Discovering temporary love
  or whatever it means to all
     who crave and lust
RELEASE THE HOUNDS
  they cry out, a mantra
     of the times
A clash of body and mindless
  stoke the passions of flesh
     revealing self
A blend of lies and truths
  are sprinkled about to
     deflect what's real
Pride is taken and guilt is
  shamed as an awakening
     forms to clear conscience.

I see in your greatness
looking on up high

I notice your shapes
your pillow appearance

Faces in the crowd and
a beauty that is boundless

I've flown through you
and walked amongst you

Set against an azure blue
background, you pop

You fluffy and pillow-like
fragile water vapor mass

Silver lined and transparent
I see you for who you are.

My mind swims
with distress
and empathy
given my many
blessing bestowed
Am I deserved
Am I genuine
Encountering life
as it passes by
do I see homelessness
do I see poverty
I spy the man
clutching the
tattered cardboard
sign willing to
work for food
How has he fallen
and can I lift him
To be without
shelter
food
water
clothing
companionship
in an
UNKNOWN
POVERTY
for most
Compromised
and
possibly broken
minus
creature comforts
we take for granted
To be exposed
to swelling heat
driving rain
and extreme cold
is cruel at best
Albeit home grown
or third world
in nature, the means
is available to
annihilate this
convoluted
condition of
mankind.

My kryptonite to be real
shinny made of gold
stainless steel or
even titanium
You keep me
current and never late
Your style is timeless
and modern
You exude class
and even have a
playful side
Reminding me of the date
upon command
Your a diver, yachtsman
and aviator
My favorite accessory
that can compliment
my suit and tie
My TIMEPIECE is
splendidly constructed
Swiss made and accurate
to a fault
I can't stop collecting you
I look at you with reverence
your tiny micro movements
move in tandem with
unified precision.

Back in the day
   we all looked forward
      to AFTERNOON RECESS
at time to play
    with friends outside
        in the old school yard
games of tag, duck duck goose,
    red light green light and my
        favorite  of all... dodge ball
grass stained knees & brush burns
     covered our little bodies and
          we never cared as a spray
of bactine or merthiolate cured all
     soaring on swing sets
         playing marbles and trading
cards was always on the list
     throwing a football, baseball
        or frisbee was common
We were allowed to play
     unencumbered and just
          be plain old kids.

What if LOVE
essentially stood for
Like
  Or
     Value
         Everyone?

Bathed in Passion
   I see you clearly
Overwrought with
   stress you shutter
Beguiled I remain
   unwilling to flee
Ever drawn near
   to your inner flame
Out paced by you
   I often struggle
Managing my will
   I bleed for you heart
Fallen to carnal lust
   I yearn for your body.

It doesn't take
God given talent
to HUSTLE
hard work is
no substitute
for taking the
easy way out
The payoff is
well worth
the effort.

Perched prone on a beach bed
with my feet dangling in the
pristine white sandy beach

Sea Gulls sing to me as they
search for their morning meal
as a cool breeze moves about

As I face towards the east and
catch the SUNRISE & SAND
as heaven and earth personified

Colors so brilliant and too bright
to view without my favorite shades
heat penetrates my pores and I glow

Rising  slowly into the sky amongst
the pillow-like clouds of peace
I wonder in amazement all day.

As I rise to wake in the early morn
  to take a key moment to recognize
    your overwhelming sheer beauty

      Seeking one who is basic in needs
        not caught up in the over made up
          glamour designed face of gloom

            Stripped to your core, I see your
              inner and outer beauty in a way
            that even you often can not

          You glow with simplistic pride
        as I watch you sleep unaware
      of my presence and admiration

    I respect your choices to be you
  from your cropped hair style
to your independence & strength.

As I WALK through this life
I am blessed to see all of Gods beauty
Able to use my legs
I am capable of running
but life moves at a quick pace
Take the time
stop and smell something
Look high and low
recognize the awesomeness
If you can see
take it all in
If you can feel
touch the richness of nature
If you can taste
discover the flavors of the world
If you can hear
drink in the sounds that resonate
all around you
Do not ride
WALK about life
partake in it's splendor

My vision was flawed
& clarity was restored
astigmatism corrected
giving unobstructed
sight and a healthy outlook
Designer frameless with
compelling style & flair
resting comfortably and
weightless on my bridge.

As you are suspended in grandeur
with your brilliance that
illuminates all in your company
I witness your purpose

Your elements refract and
sparkle brightly on high
I need you more that
you need me

A pattern that streams
across the room
worthy of any photographers
lens, beauty personified.

Growing up
I played it safe
fear of failure
afraid to break the rules
I was not a risk taker
The phrase often
flies in my face
NO RISK
no reward
Truer words have
never been spoken
Yet I remain in my
safe place of comfort
How many door
need to be opened
before I am
pushed through
How many opportunities
wasted in my
wavering ways
Is it cowardly
that my feet are
stuck in the mire
Are all chances
to lift myself up
and step out of
my comfort zone
Can I dare myself
to be great
Can I force myself
to accept success
again,
NO RISK...

I came Back 2 Life
   when I knocked at your door
Startled yet anxious
   I jumped in with one foot
Food for thought
   as the connection was sealed
Passion personified
   exposed we found love
I came Back 2 Life
   beginning again to live
Basking in the glow
   solo no more we are one.

You stand alone
as a beacon to
every ship that
crosses your path

Structurally sound
with a powerful
beam atop your
shoulders

Life saver, house
and part monument
your historical
presence is solidified.

Ladies love you
no denying it
Many try to
emulate your
style and you
still don't give
a ****t
Bucking the
system and
doing it without
regard, you
poses an edge
No suit and tie
on you, casual
and relaxed
is your game
Pushing the
envelope of life
I am not you
and you not I.

I Climb & Descend
without pause
never concerning
myself with fear
I have faith in
relationships
the monogamy
of an endless love
Two lives intertwined
to bring forth maximum
passion and goodness.

Dramatic color changing of leaves
and cool breezy Autumn evenings
wake the senses with its beauty

INDIAN SUMMER declares a
switching of seasons as the coming
transition to Fall is forthcoming

Light sweater season or thin jacket
brings to bear stylish fashion that
still disavowals white or does it?

Long walks and tandem bike rides
along the lakeshore associates with
a well stocked picnic basket to share

Passion for this time of year knows
few boundaries and yet Snowbirds
pack and escape to warmer climates

The irony is astounding and still the
practice has been in place for decades
Love your seasons be blessed in them.

Seated together on the
hard linoleum floor of
the kitchen we played
for what seemed hours
With a small rubber ball
and ten metal JAX
I honed my skills on those
rainy days when we were
not allowed outside to play
From the classic onesy
until achieving all ten
for victory, the game
was always simple & fun.
Perfecting the bounce
was always key and
cat liked dexterity
made someone a dangerous
player to defeat.

Positive (+)
fresh air and long stem roses
young kittens and new love
breaking bread with family
and the first day of a new job
hot fresh bread and chocolate
the beach and peperoni pizza
birth of a child and weddings.

Negative (-)
evil people and burnt toast
gun tragedy and moldy fruit
cheating lovers and bad movies
broken bones and divorce
missed flights and TSA lines
losing championship games
and cracked cell phone screens.

I think of you as the moon is high
large and full as my heart is for you

Bright it gleams for all to view
crisp is the night I long to be in your arms

Perfume emanates from the curvatures of your frame
as the essence of you arouses my senses

My thoughts wander up and down your body
my hands claim all they can with a sensual touch

Do you feel it... the chemistry, the heat and passion
once bottled and now unleashed only for you.



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If you could change the world
where would you begin?
Would you end all hunger
Would you promote peace
Would you invent life beneficial products
Would you spread love

If you could change the world
Would you give everyone your fortune
Would you preach the Word to all
Would you change life through music
Would you provide healthcare to all
Would you?

Selfies are
semi-ego driven
to a degree

They show the
best and
worst of us

Captured via
photo or video
for all posterity

The extreme
pursed lip pucker
to appear ****

Cheeks slightly
withdrawn exposing
the DUCK FACE.

My Titian SEED
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Bubba
TDR
All code for my baby boy
a total package like none other
athletic and bright
the second you came into this world
the sun appeared intensely more bright
Canadian-American-Multicultural young man
raised in conditions with trials at hand
I miss our bond (father and son)
I miss your hugs (for my soul)
I miss your laugh (to brighten my day)
I miss the summers of endless play
My SEED of love and joy you are
endless pride I feel as you grow
I am blessed of all fathers am I

Longing for my second home
that native land of true patriots
vast her glowing heart and
teaming with pride

You are family to me as my
heart connects with yours
We have created memories
and shared life long dreams

Never too far away the MAPLE
DISTANCE replenishes my soul
and recharge that inner battery
lifting me back up to peace

Family, friends and food
home, health and happiness
combine to spread love
over the bridge of life.

Gazing into the mirror
I see me for who I am
What do you see in me
who am I to you for today
Am I subdued by ego
Do you see a good friend,
trust me with your life or
see me as an equal
Why am I concerned
I am comfortable with me
I notice a small crack, but
is it symbolic in any way
My BROKEN MIRROR
is just that and no
reflection on me.

A reboot in life
is warranted
from time to time

The slate gets
wiped clean and
paths change

Another chance
to repaint the
Blank Canvas

Add more color
levels of depth
spice things up

Be more bold
take more chances
live out loud

Clinging to past
playing it safe
ill conceived regrets

Kick down doors
take some risks
step out on faith.

As having an avid distain
for strangulating traffic
I chose to remain
FOREVER CIRCUITOUS

Choosing the path
of least resistance
I seek to flow with life
riding the proverbial wave.

I've taken the Time
and given myself Space
to compose

Provoked by none other
than my excessive mind
riddled in thought

In portrait mode when
I should be detailed
in landscape mode

Seeing the full picture
not just what's in front
of my face

Gaps of white noise and
blank canvases have
stalled progress

Oh, but I see light
a brightness of clarity
surrounding my path

Mock not good fortune
let it rain down and
lift you up to fly

I walk through the
open doors with
renewed confidence

Time & Space limit
me no more as I am
free to create... ME.

ONCE UPON A RHYME
lived a man who wrote
with his heart
never fearing the worst
of any poem he'd start
This man would compose
day and night
to feed his inner beast
and if a well turned phrase
was a meal
a completed great poem
was the feast
ONCE UPON A RHYME
the man wrote in love
he sought to capture
all life in true essence
seeking praise from above.

Kelly, Hines and Glover
separated by generations
and great individually
in the discipline of TAP
The step-ball-change
pioneers of this stylized
form of expression
changed the game for all
The timing, rhythm and
innovation wowed the
world over and their
legacies carry on
Kelly, Hines and Glover
all hall of fame worthy,
inspire new generations
to leap, sand glide and
soft shoe on wood boards
We remain in awe of
the skills required to
perform at the elite
level of greatness
Many amazing women
and men have come and
gone and we bow to the
excellence in craft
My appreciation does
not go unlooked and I
look forward to others
to take up the mantle
and continue to TAP.

Approaching from the rear
after watching her for what
appeared to be hours
I gather my nerves to
request a slow dance as
Luther Vandross plays
softly in the background
To my surprise I head "sure"
as I take her supple hand
leading her to the dance floor
with a straight spine and
chest fully out for once
I gently press my hips softly
against hers, not to cause
panic or ******* and
she indulges to my relief
No turning in slow circles
we sit in the pocket of a
slow groove trying not to
look into one another's eyes
commence the SLOW GRIND
of heat and well placed passion
designed to effect and affect
Caught in a smooth flow
of timed precision and ******
movement, a connection is
made to kindle a probable
spark to be explored.

On a lonely diet buster of days
I watched you conspire to break
my will and **** if you didn't
I tried to override you with my
strength of character and you
put me to shame on purpose
So many of your friends have
tried and failed in the past, but
you take the cake and fed it to me
OK... I give up this once for you
just 1 CHOCOLATE CHEAT DAY
Do I cheat with cake, candy bar,
chocolate milk, donut or pie
I want and need you to help me
process my feelings about my
dependency for you.  My love
for you is limitless and strong
Just once this time and I'll be good
I can control the urge... I can.

As I traverse
to my secret place
a destination
just for me
a place of solace
splendor
and rich with
lush green fields
Day or night
I can find myself
there
leaning more about
myself
the universe
and my love
My HILLSIDE
gives back to me
in a spiritual manner
with guidance
from the Man above
Peering into the
glorious heavens
on any star filled
evening
Watching the sun
play hide and seek
with the clouds
by day
I often discover
relief from the
world and
answers to life's
deepest questions.
The HILLSIDE
is my peace.

At long last a break in the proverbial action and much-needed rest is at hand

The long scalding days that bring little relief of rain and occasional cool breeze

Rays bearing down upon us with no regard, but to claim 3rd degree burns

Seeking a shelter of brisk conditioned air to rest my tired bones and mind

Slumbering eyes transgress to a SUMMER SIESTA, rejuvenating the weary soul.

Located in any park
often near a stream or lake
we gather
to break bread
converse
folly
commit acts of love
and drink in life
Recalling those regal
days of simplicity
when we had
time to waste
Creating aromas in
outdoor places which
filled the shy
Slow cooked fragrances
from a charcoal barbeque
remains unmatched
in nostalgia
Classic red & white
tablecloths were the norm
less we forget
the styrofoam coolers
with chunks of broken ice
We laugh and reminisce
on moments that prove to be
rendered timeless in our minds
We dance and sing to great old
music, play cards and often
drink far to much
Nature has us in her world
as we show her the respect
that she is due and plan
the following year to gather
once again and PICNIC.

This year I'm set free
able to exhale once again
As far too long
I've delayed the inevitable
to move forward
bearing witness
to my ability to prosper
I RECLAIM back myself
new fruits blossom
and life continually cycles
I can breathe with
the piano lifted away
I can see with
my focus readjusted
I can love
as I am able to live.

Imagine a
prolonged
day of work
culminated
with a hot
scented bath
to sooth and
relax your
mind, body
and soul
As your limp
brain ponders
an eminent
peace &
slumber
You slip into
600 count
freshly
laundered
CRISP LINEN
sheets that
caress and
stimulate
your senses
from shoulder
to toes and
back again
Eyes closed
and mind
totally cleared
of the days
grime
You fall
deep to
an ultimate
REM state...
Goodnight.