Right about when eternity starts to become old and weary and
Time has begun to lose its elasticity just as it has finally come around to reach
Its end and found its beginning;
The uncountable fragments that make the vast cosmos will congeal to form again
That we may be made whole once more;
Matter will become ultra-dense,
Compressed almost to the very brink of oblivion until critical mass is finally attained then
With unimaginable heat, fury, and eruption,
We will be violently expelled and propelled into a cold, desolate, and expanding unknown;
Scattered and dispersed to become the pieces of a ****** firmament;
Cast without mercy into the black void, we will be forced to restart a journey along
The long and circuitous route that has been called forever.
The structured laws of random chaos will dictate when it is that
We reach the first stage of a cycle that has neither origin nor finality;
There reorganized particles will germinate and initiate the process of renewal
Creating entities that will manifest in myriad ways;
Each nascent reality holding within itself the same promise of creation
That is as natural as dying and rebirth, as constant as motion and change and
As normal as the universe’s transformation from being the composite of all things
To becoming the totality of absolute nothingness.

I sacrificed a rose,
To an uncaring sun;
Laid to rest,
In full bloom,
To wilt on an altar,
The searing rays quickly
Turned the fresh stem to ash;
Rows of thorns shriveled
Into small charcoal clumps;
The velvet petals vanished
In a vapor of pink-hued dust.
Only the memory remained
Of that wondrous beauty
That betrayed me that night
When I found her in bed
Kissing the moon and I
Could not wait
For the sun to rise.

No one came that day, nor
Any other day, to his birthday party,
Nor to say “Hello”, “Good-bye”, or “How are you?”
Nor for any other event, now that he
Thought about it,
    No one came.
The day he had 104, sweating like a pig and
(Do pigs really sweat?) was delirious and weak,
    No one came.
The day he broke his leg.
The sharp, jagged bone, incising
The skin, blood everywhere, held tightly
By two belts and
    No one came.
The day he received his diploma,
Summa *** Laude!  How much better?
Work and school, no time to play, now
To rest a bit and celebrate, but without
Anyone to share the joyous moment,
    No one came.
The day his heart felt feint,
Must be how a volcano feels when
It is about to erupt, he had thought
Just before a crushing hand squeezed
Brought quick, excruciating pain, and then
He was dead; laid cold and still and
    No one came.

Lost to temptation,
Beyond redemption,
Beyond regret
Cannot forget, yet
Set to try, to cry, to fly away and not
Look back were that the memories
Could be left behind,
As well, but to no avail
The travail that follows
Like the dark Karma waiting around the bend
To end, to send you back
To whence you came.  
Since when has life been fair?  
Are you aware, do you see
The consequence of spreading misery?
Beware of what awaits you there
Where you lost your innocence when you flung
Yourself across the expanse of a life of waste
Without haste or taste of anything but bitterness
And
The Gods want to collect,
Want more retribution,
Punishment bestowed on your immortal soul
That you all but sold
As you were asked to take
A stance and, instead, you chanced
And you lost.
There is no turning back, no justice,
Life is unfair--When it comes to be
That your destiny lies for all to see--
A macabre tale unfolding and unfurling.
And, no, there is no escape as the winds of fate
Continue to blow
Relentlessly across a barren landscape
That never sprouted hope nor was ever
Seeded by faith nor even, it seems,
Dreams with beams of inspiration or illumination and
You now find yourself caught in a vortex
That twirls and swirls,
Drawing you near, toward a center where even
Fear is a useless emotion,
A waste of energy, motion, and effort;
For you are promised to reap what you have sown
And the seeds planted long before,
That lay deep within, now germinate and
Begin to break the surface and hell
Starts to rise toward you.  
Lost to temptation,
Beyond redemption,
Past any regret
But all is set, no need to fret,
For what will be, well you know,
Because you now recognize that
You lost forever
Many years ago.

Alpha Male, born
Into this the world
To take over, lead,
Show the way, and
Otherwise take charge.
Alpha Male, dominant
By design of nature,
The strong survive, but
Cunning and courage
Have their place too.
Alpha Male, chooses,
Picks only the best, finest,
That is his right;
It is meant to be.
The when and where,
He decides too.
Alpha Male, leader
Of the Clan, where
There is trouble,
Where even savagery
Might be in order,
There he is too.
Alpha Male, born
Into this the world
To take over, lead,
Show the way, and
Otherwise take charge
Until a vibrant, young,
New Alpha Male
Comes along and
Kills the old one.

Its been so many years, since she passed through,
yet it seems like yesterday.
Her laughter and her smile,
     gold-green, dazzling eyes,
     body warm and tender,
     kisses, candy apple sweet,
     magical fingers’ silky caresses,
     moments of blinding passion,
     bright essence of her being,
more than linger upon my mind.

Sights, songs and sounds trigger memories
of sadness and of ecstasy.
Her presence was enchantment as I recall
       a spirited laughter,
       deep, penetrating gazes,
     caring in her touch,
     tender greetings,
     long good-byes,
     quite moments of silence,
indelibly imprinted on my soul.

Oh Time be merciful and help me to forget,
let my spirit heal.
Days and nights she haunts me, please show compassion and
      cleanse lingering recollections,
      dispel lucid visions of all that was,
      dismiss joyous remembrances,
      remove clinging tentacles of cheerful thoughts,
      erase poignant dreams of what might have been,
      tear the bonds to pleasant memories,
and break this curse that tightly grips my heart.

I’m doomed to always remember,
if only I had seen,
that she was my prayer answered.
But I, looking elsewhere,
failed to see and realize,
that from time to time
heaven and earth do meet.
An angel came down from heaven
and chose to love only me,
but I was too busy then
and so she flew away
leaving only memories.

She bore three kids,
Cooked their meals.
Washed and cleaned,
Paid the bills.
Morning game shows
Brought her thrills,
Daytime dramas
Gave her shills.

She juggled schedules
Without a care,
Her kids' chauffeur
Going here and there.
To softball and soccer practices
To see them in a play,
It went on day after day.

The hurts and pains
Wouldn’t go away,
The wrinkles too
Were there to stay.
She moaned and groaned,
She pined all day
Of throbbing joints that ached.
Her hair started turning gray,
She's getting old, a big mistake.

Her rich husband said one day,
This life is not for me,
I'm going my own way,
I'm stifled, need to be free.
I'll give you child support,
You'll have alimony too,
The love is gone,
What else is there to do?

He went away
To start a new life,
She's on her own
To toil and strife.
He up and left her,
Very happy now,
He found himself
A trophy wife.