snail tracks glisten
across the paving stone
flowers missing

bright, clear, dark brown eyes
looking deeply into mine
a smile grows within
her free and warm acceptance
touching, comforting me
gently inviting

your education
has given you a certain
refined crudeness

my childhood abuse
i wish i could remember
to forget it all

i would give my life
to heal you and make you whole
i love you that much

summer on the beach
"Grandpa look, a jellyfish!"
waving a ******

Sometimes i wander
head down hands in my pockets
through the cold wet autumn wind
to where the sea meets the land
then sit upon a worn log
on the ragged pebbled strand
and listen to the waves pound
and hiss all along the shore
alone there with seals and gulls
i think and dream and ponder
my memories a midden
full of triumphs and failures
growing behind me

a mother and child
their sublime symmetry
there i see greatness

i love you so much
it's all about who you are
what you mean to me
and what i mean to you too
we have some kind of magic
there is no comparison
with anyone else

your sense of manhood
so macho and distorted
makes you deaf and blind

do you remember
the sweet love and dreams we shared
back when we were one
a sacrament within our hearts
our love was pure and was strong
we held each other in our arms
we laughed and cried till the end
But now you've gone far away
and we are no longer one
it's sad that our love has died
But I regret none of it
the memories of what we had
the little things and the big
they make me smile, laugh and
sing hallelujah

crowded pavement
a forest of coats and hats
cell phones sparkling

I'm scaredid grandpa
I don't like train, I don't like it!
"there, there, little man
it is only passing by
i know its' horn sounds too loud
but to be heard it must be
and when it is far away
doesn't it sound kinda sweet?"
I like it, that sound, grandpa.
"and so do i, my dear child
hush now, go to sleep."

i  am but a web
immersed in a liquid
full of messengers

your eyes are deep blue
i thought they were true blue
but now i am blue

riding in the rain
through misty lanes and puddles
with friends and laughter

loving without strings
living it with all your heart
demands inner strength
you cannot and should never
blame your love for not caring
they are them and you are you
sometimes what feels forever
is not in the cards we play
the queen of hearts gone missing
though you were sure you held her
so shuffle the deck again
pick up your hand and play it
someday you may win

you are so clever
erudite and eloquent
and i applaud you
but i find it surprising
that one with so much talent
would be so needy

countless brevity
coded in 5-7-5
though some do insist
10 to 14 syllables
a better fit to its' root
others claim it should be expressed
in one continuous breath
its' content man and nature
those describing emotion
and opinions, have been called
Senryu, quite justifiable
nevertheless they all are
contrasting puzzles that birth
  flashes in our minds

Little thoughts and dreams
tickling, trickling from the void
wellsprings of our minds

i love moussaka
greek salad and rich red wine
shared with my lover

rock said to the tree
I will never let you fall
but the rock was sly

i love women
they are so fascinatiing
captivating
seducing and challenging
to my body and my mind
a world without them would be
a tragic and empty place
which i would want no part of
i love women

the call of a loon
from across the darkened lake
owls hooting nearby
then just that sense of ringing
slowly wheeling above me
as big as the starry sky
taking me to a dream deep
till i wake at dawns' first light
as  bright as crystal

your moral high ground
is deep within the pit
that you dug yourself

coyote eyeing me
standing near a stop sign
mangy, calm and cool

crossing the summit
snow sticking to the windshield
no sand, wheels slipping

kinda tired tonight
trying to pay attention
and failing badly

i am but a flame
a dim wavering light
in this dark cosmos

Your face in my hands
i look deep into your eyes
and kiss away tears

nothing greater than
the agony of knowledge
nor the bliss thereof

Forget your cliches
And petty prejudices
And open your heart

a simple story
but full of strength and passion
of a parents' love

I am a raven
within the urban landscape
bright eyed and mirthful

large green eyes
honey coloured hair
and cherry lips
she moved with cool grace
dressed in a jump suit
that clung to her curves
like sugar to pie
looking as gorgeous
as queen Marlene
of the silver screen
and when she did speak
her words flowed softly
a swiss german lilt
so i engaged her
in conversation
for two years

beers, wines and spirits
distilled, brewed and fermented
inducers of fugues
when consumed in high dosage
and over time cirrohis
too often they are used for
self medication

Ripped to shreds, torn loose
Tumbling in this cruel wind
Speeding me along
Through thoroughfares now empty
That once rang with happiness
Fulfillment and tender love
And now rasp with the torment
Of my splintered heart

mountains white and blue
trees full of bird song and buds
riding spanish banks

pines clatter windows
a howling wind rising
the moon in hiding

i plan to invade you
marching to your very heart
then surrendering

we are all agates
washed and polished by waves
on this mortal beach

i despise you so
for treating others as
a commodity

in the wee small hours
gentle words, laughter and touch
filling up with love
then slipping into my bed
we spooned and she pressed hard back
with intimate urgency
inciting my inner beast
to wild abandon