Strolling along the
path of my quiet place
I take the time observe
all the beauty of the
place I am in

From the unique wild
flowers to the birds that
seem to chirp differently,
to being free to roam about
stopping to smell the roses

My mind wiped clean of
all turmoil and daily stress
I meditate to obtain a much
deeper connecting with my
Father above to obtain peace

SOLITUDE invades my life
and speaks to me revealing
a calm, esoteric and relaxed
state of mind, which proves
essential in times of doubt.

Fears are stoked
and nightmares
are all laid bare

It really happened
the people have
collectively spoken

I never expected
I never thought
I never ever...

Sigh... its a new day
a change to be true
a brand new America

I will be optimistic
I will be supportive
I will at least try

Who am I kidding
at this point in time
Canada looks so good.

Below the golden fields of tall wheat
lies a slow flowing stream of shallow depth
The scent of spruce fills the cool breezy air
along with a gentle buzzing of the bees as
they pollinate every flower in the fields.

Time almost stands still while looking up at
sparse motionless and wispy-like clouds
Turning my face into the warm cast rays of
sunshine, I stand until a GLOW covers me
Today I am blessed amongst all men.

From across the room
I subtly gaze upon you
in a manner that only
the two of us can share

My eyes work my way
from the bottom up to
catch your glossy wet
LIPS that call my name

Thoughts of tasting your
LIPS moves me to feel
a heightening of being
aware and ever present

My body flexes itself to
prove your abilities to
stoke a fire within me
and establish comfort

The connection of your
kiss erupts my entire
body to tremble with
joy and overt passion

I believe the spark that
lies between us and holds
true to its word, as we
engage one another.

You are a part of my life
with no escape

Murphy's Law personified
only to me

A conspiracy which
boggles my mind

The stress you provide
knots my gut literally

COMPLICATIONS...
I dislike you fervently

I question your timing
as you always appear on time.

I recognize the game
and observe the antics
from afar, yet close enough
to view the subtle intent

Always a back pocket
H I D D E N  A G E N A
completely bias in nature
and unwilling to succeed

The unmitigated digging
for any dirt to further the
ugly cause of doing others
injustice for no reason

Karma will always play
a roll in leveling the
field when appropriate
despite evil intent.

To anyone out there, please be
advised that I am RELEVANT
From my thoughts to my art
as a being of VISIBLE concern

Combined, I have no excuse not
to be great in all that I do.
Separate and alone could be a
recipe for total complacency

I dream of penning words that
one day inspire others to be
great, as I exclaim to all who
hear me... that I am truly
VISIABLE & RELEVANT.

Far to often we are
failing to involve
ourselves to make
a difference today

B Y S T A N D E R
standing by on the
sidelines as an
common onlooker

Take a stand and
do something to
affect or effect the
world you live in.

I can travel the globe
& witness all it's
beauty and splendor

Intrigued by cultures,
language and cuisine
to broaden life's journey

My key to access every
corner of world is my
P   A   S   S   P   O   R   T

I feel for the close minded
failing to embark from a
self imposed life bubble

Fear not life and all its
offerings to impact our
spiritual explorations.

Driving down the open road
with the top dropped and the
tunes blaring on high
You break out in song like
no one is around
Singing the lyrics aloud
as if you wrote them personally
You don't know these people
so you perform it as if you were
in an MTV video
You get the head bob in full swing
while throwing your hands to the sky,
well one hand... safety first
The groove can't be contained
and while others stare in awe of
your carefree antics
There is always one who joins
in the fun, however they have
the windows up, but find the
time to peek over and pay
homage to greatness.

By the universe
by the way the wind blows upon my face
by the warmth of the sun
by the depth and darkness of outer space
by the birth of a child
by a mothers loving hand
by technology at it's finest
by a nations common theme
by the way a man loves a woman
by the way we dare to dream
... I am AMAZED.

I am because I think

   or do think because I am

revealed in knowledge

   throughout the ages

as we move forward

   to squander all our noble

forefathers put in place


Global issues change daily

   this is truly not our fathers

or grandfathers planet as

   race, politics and religion

control the daily agenda

   and in my opinion this is

the WAY OF THE WORLD.

Up early into the morning
sunlight just about to break
through into the new day

We'd "KICK THE WILLIE"
until complete exhaustion
without a care in the world

No subject was off limits
from religion, to politics,
favorite songs and old times

Food was always key and
who's mother was the best
cook in the land

The most ridiculous jokes
told and don't get me started
on sports... oh my goodness

The best of times to be sure
with good friends who
understand what's real.

Having been led to the table of no return
we remain seated and partake of the
entire meal without a word being uttered
Suffice to say... we become ceremonial mutes
as we follow the crowd in a deafening silence
to protect the impending and rogue untruth
Whatever it may consist of, we remain complicit
in the lie of the day much to our surprise
the ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM shows no
mercy and yet some foe needs to raise up
to keep it real thus expose the beast and
center the universe once again.

Your
MOXIE
is real
on the surface
you are soft
and gentile
but
your soul
screams of
courage
and reverence
A woman
of deep substance
you are
defined by
no man
only
self.

We lead the PURSUIT
like big cats on the
Serengeti stalking it's prey
Not in the literal sense, but
in the manner that a man
seeks out a woman
The game of hard to get
is subtle but all to real
We take the bait every time
without a doubt as you
hold all the power
The struggle to maintain
our sense of coolness
quickly flies out the door
We are putty in your
gentle hands
We crash and burn
yet always come back
for more
We are gluttons to the game
and often will not stop
until we win.

I set you free
as my cup is full
My resolve to carry on
has diminished to zero
Our future cut short
far too soon yet necessary
I need honesty and trust
I require love and happiness
Fly free
free of me and my heart
no need to remain friends
or acquaintances of old
Reminders and photos
relinquished to rubble
I choose to move forward
free of you
free of drama
just simply...
free.

We continue to thrive
in our ways to
discriminate
judge
and
label one another

Just by chance...
what if we
didn't
do you hear me...
what if we
DIDN'T

Just
ONE LABEL
human
with no color attached
no fluff no filler
no BS.

True to the fact
that life is far
too short
and my
to do list
is beyond
the common
bucket
My needs
require
a large
wood barrel
to fulfill
the many tasks.

Either an
enthusiastic expression
or most epic poem
commonly used in
musical terms to
achieve powerful
expression & emotion
My muse
my CRIMSON RHAPSODY
of deep passion and love
You are epic and
compassionate with a
true heart of platinum.

Back in the day you engulfed my walls
from top to bottom covering up blemishes,
but mostly because I chose you
From sports figures to pin up models
I taped you, repaired you and loved
you like a best friend for comfort
From Garfield to Road Runner
you amused me and my friends with
your wit and cunning humor
You later turned into landscapes and
cityscapes mixed in with some
fine art reproductions,  mounted to
give the appearance real art work
Able to grace my walls with originals
and first editions now, I thank you
POSTER for showing me the path
to true art appreciation.

If I had a million dollars
all the things I could do
some selfish thoughts may
come to mind, but the need
to help others is right to do

I could travel and view the
entire world by sea, land
and air... while sharing the
experience with very close
friends and family

Share the wealth and make
some dreams come true along
the way, while never forgetting
from where I came and making
sure others remember the same

Yeah, a new house and car are
obvious to all, however taking
care of my lady... well no gift
would be too large or small as
she loves unconditionally.

Standing before you
eyes slightly closed
I peer into my most
inner deep thoughts
A prayer or a wish
to suffice my soul
referencing my past,
present and future
I gently toss a coin
of intrinsic value a
WISHING WELL
hoping for fulfillment
praying for an answer.

Twisting and turning on the road
of life, we met, loved, argued and
loved again

We've travelled many roads prior
to meeting and found our way to
one another... no gps required

With in the legend of any map
contains the codes to decipher
how to interpret the map

Strengthening understanding
of ones self and adversary is
essential and necessary.

Meeting for the first time
is a humbling affair
As we put our best foot forward
to over impress

Attempting to say all the
right things and be courteous
we fail to realize
that we are playing the game

We dress our best and primp
like we are attending our own wedding
A CLOSE ENCOUNTER that only
gives that one first impression.

Over and over
clear dialogue
  was imparted

A seeming lack
of understanding
  was discovered

Was it insecurity
or a poor manner
  of being specific

I wish we were
less complex in
  nature and true

Despite our love
proven by time
  granted was taken

Notice Served
to rebuild what's
  lost in relations

Words can never
solve what actions
  deliver to the soul.

I notice you from a close distance
and wonder about and formulate
an initial opinion
All character flaws aside, I see a
woman of intangibles matched
by her beauty and great passion
Yet I still take stock of my valid
instincts and have you sourced
Considering all that you represent
I have you MEASURED to seek
the true narrative as if there is one.

AR

Crafted by genius
and a well placed
single musical note
You personified
what is clearly best
and undisputed
Pound for pound
the greatest who
ever arranged
a track, played an
instrument and
sang with style
Gone far to soon
this PAISLEY MAN
of slight stature
lived life on his
purple terms
An entertainer bar none
never to be duplicated
You will be dearly missed,
but assured to be
remembered by your
bold creative legacy.

You rode your
LITTLE RED CORVETTE
into PAISLEY PARK
wearing a
RASPBERRY BERET
and
UNDER THE CHERRY MOON
and you sang of
CONTROVERSY
and we continue to
ADORE you
even when you took us to
ALPHABET STREET
we thought you to be
DELERIOUS, but
you were a
PARTYMAN
that made the
HOUSEQUAKE
in 1999
Always and forever
EXTRAORDINARY
considered one of
THE BEAUTIFUL ONES
with a theme of
DMSR
in this POP LIFE
so just for you and
on the count of
7...
LETS GO CRAZY
in the
PURPLE RAIN.

Mobilized by a

symbolic force

of love & peace

to LIVE everyday

like its your last


Reflecting upon

past experiences

to uplift and

cultivate the soul,

one must be still


Contemplate all

that is good and

the adverse to

recognize direction

and clear course


Become a beacon

of light to all that

you know and

exude influence

over to be better


Plan it, execute it

and LIVE it

learn it, love it

and not only LIVE it

... LIVE it out loud.

Are you of
SUBSTANCE?
can we relate
Can we converse
and trigger dialogue
that compels
Is your
SUBSTANCE
linear based or
free flowing
Are you just words
spread about
like a deck of cards
thrown to the floor
Is your
SUBSTANCE
real or common BS
are you true blue
Fill me with wisdom
shape my understanding
open my mind
give me
SUBSTANCE.

As the day swings
into motion a silent
calmness surrounds
me just prior to the
worlds awakening

I RISE AND SHINE
with the morning sun
& encounter luminous
rays of warming light
falling fresh upon me

Conceding to its brazen
touch, I melt slowly in
a ritualistic peace with
the Lord before me and
the world behind me.

Coming from afar to ravage and malign
Designed to destroy without cause
We pray for deliverance from above
A cunning virus that cares not about
age, race, color, *** or creed
We pray for families, first responders and
our leaders
2019 you supposedly arrived taking lives across the globe
We pray for peace, comfort and healing to the victims
2020 you consumed world economies to the brink of collapse
We pray.

Like an antique clock

whose main spring has

been over wound,

my feelings remain

extremely stressed

and raw

The likelihood of my

recovery is optimal

considering the

unnecessary drama

I'm still WOUND UP

and stressed, but

remain confident in

all things working

out for the betterment

of community and most

important... myself

WOUND UP over the

environment, civil rights,

human rights, global

hunger and lack of peace

Real world issues

need

Real world solutions

not

dreams of grandeur

The ability to unwind,

relax and exhale can

precipitate a calming

nature of peace.

CHALLENGE
what you think to be true
whenever you are told no

CHALLENGE
the status quo
the way it was done in the past

CHALLENGE
yourself to be better
your children to be better than you

CHALLENGE
political leaders to be real
me.

What are the chances
love and romance are
in my cards

What's the opportunity
your love keeps getting
through to me

Clear and defined is my
path ensuring an optimum
chance for success

KEEP RISING to the top
like the finest of cream
on atop the milk

Step up to be on point
showing tenderness and
the ability to be loved

Set specific love goals
that a relationship can
maintain & withstand.

As a young child
you would wake me
from a dead sleep
and shake me to my core

Covering my head
under the blanket
to keep me safe
never seemed to work

Oh yes... on occasion
I would scurry into the
bedroom of mom & dad
seeking loving protection

The ROLLING THUNDER
booms with a nasty clash
and followed by lightning
that can traumatize any kid

You light up the room
like it was day break
and I shook with fear
until you faded in the distance

Older, wiser and grown
you don't own me now
however you can still catch
me off guard when you roll.

Another perfect
summer day
and I caught you again
I don't apologize
I didn't want you
but here we are
You trying to keep me down
like "The Man"
opressing humanity
Nose running like
an open tap
You have on my second
box of Kleenex Cool Touch
I love that stuff
Eyes watering after relentless
sneezing to go with
the nagging cough
I feed you
because the
old wives tale
tells me to
You've drained all
my energy
I'd reference Sampson here
but I'm a bald dude and
it doesn't seem fitting
All-in-all I really dislike you
as you attempt to rob me
of a few days
So I rest and regain
my tactical advantage
with lots of O.J.
and Chicken soup.
In the end I will win
the war, but you
have this battle.

I still see your face
as I sleep in a restless peace
We gaze into one another's eyes
like it was always the first time
We loved in secret
and later openly without regard
forever against the world
A lasting connection that transcends
true love as the vacuum
of us was greater than all
So young we were, but found
our way back and still
our timing was fleeting
We can never recapture that spark
as you were that dream
that I could never conquer
that far reaching love
that could never be attained
Destiny... we had it all
however you required what
you were told was more
Just like me, you failed
and remain unhappy
Time will tell, but the
FIRST LOVE will remain
first, but certainly not last.

Once I was terrified
                                  of the dark
no sleep was to be had
                                       frightening thoughts
would enter my mind
                                      coupled with the creeks
and eerie sounds
                             of an older house
even saying my prayers
                                          wasn't enough to
override my weak & youthful mind
                                                               eureka
a game changer was introduced in
                                                             my life
which enabled me to rest in peace
                                                            eyes closed
and dream of things good and kind
                                                           a compact
size NIGHT LIGHT was just enough
                                                            to balance
my sleep rhythm and lend more
                                                     consistency to
my childhood days.

Smooth and silky
with a hint of
pure vanilla bean
you entice
any willing palate
Glazed upon any
cake or cookie
you shine above all
Rich and creamy
stuffed in my
favorite donut
you pleasure my
appetite
paired with
a hot spicy tea.

Convinced that we are inferior
we believe it and often wallow
in abysmal inner sorrow

Excuse after excuse may exist
on our part to hide the pain
and cast shadow on our doubts

We subjugate our paths to an
INTERNAL TRIAL of sorts,
then acquit ourselves to be free

The regrets of lost love can be
long term and damaging, but
not seeking love can be worse

Finding ourselves guilty lends
itself to feeling lost amongst
the crowded forest of trees

No light when looking upwards
as the leaves road block the path
to  a favorable redemption

Drinking in the long summer days
that seem ever shorter than usual
I long to be near you and taste your
sweet pillow soft lips again & again

My fingers fall gracefully through
your wind kissed hair as we lock
eyes and I JONES for a meaningful
connecting that only we can share

If I've fallen, then getting up isn't
an option as the jump in claimed
me at the onset and looking back
would diminish what is to come.

Always there when needed
like an friend from the past
In my time of sorrow & grief
or to lift my spirits after a
lost love, you step in on time
Without a word you listen
and provide stable advice
like a warm thick blanket
I digest everything you
place in my path to enrich
my soul with consequences
I need you as much as you
need me and you know that
we are so so good together
Temporarily in a better place
your sweet and savory treat
empowers me to feel loved
Bitter sweet in defiance, I
yearn for more, however
I to have limits and must
overcome the rich decadent
demons of faux friendship.

Once I was terrified
                                  of the dark
no sleep was to be had
                                       frightening thoughts
would enter my mind
                                      coupled with the creeks
and eerie sounds
                             of an older house
even saying my prayers
                                          wasn't enough to
override my weak & youthful mind
                                                               eureka
a game changer was introduced in
                                                             my life
which enabled me to rest in peace
                                                            eyes closed
and dream of things good and kind
                                                           a compact
size NIGHT LIGHT was just enough
                                                            to balance
my sleep rhythm and lend more
                                                     consistency to
my childhood days.

Where do you hide
after the rain subsides
Why do your brilliant
colors disappear
The elusive *** of gold
albeit a myth
we still seek your end
On rare occasion we sight
a double or triple version
of your faded spectrum
We stop in wonder
like children viewing fireworks
Once again
you depart from us
Houdini-like...
right before our eyes.