Knee deep in words and nothing to wear
my mind's closeted vault is overrun,
I donn'd a few petty metaphors but they had tears
a simile wrapped around my neck made me choke
wing tip'd  stiletto nouns on my painted toes
and proper paisley poesy adjectives in my hair,
still not ready to go out on the cafe
if I only knew where I left that ****'d silken sonnet
     sigh  oh brother, another night in naked poetry...

untimely teeming downpours,
     my tears slid down your cheeks
as your heart bled unto my soul
    without concessions revelation's pulse,
alas, beating eyes speak in disclosure
    proclamations etch'd in blood
envelop'd the yielding surface skin
    strapped to a behindhand'd watch
that read a confession of surrender
   at quarter past indignity and
half past sinful indulgences
   rollback was warranted
but time had earlier run out
   faith expired on the second hand
dance end'd when the music laps'd
     love died an untimely death

*...whilst the band play'd burning violins

My soul
has purged
a thousand lives

I have traveled,
many destinations

I found my peace
and contentment
within my heart
floating through air

no matter
how wide my longing
it drifts ardently

amidst this reverie's mystery,
holds tight onto a cloud

coming full circle
it always takes me back
to this sacred place
dancing on the midnight skies

Deep in the soul,
  where butterflies harbor grief
straight from the heart hence poppies cry
   lies the spirit of all those loved.    lost
broken wings of decayed flowers
   ashes to dust within the mind's spirit

Tears flow through the abysmal depths
    drowning amidst sorrow of yesterdays
where the grass remained splendor
   and the uncaged birds still sang
reminiscing  clear waters of recollection
    in the equinox of dark moons
stirs the discontent of seasons change
     after the ice of winter thaws
         there will always be warmth

In this whirling disarray of thoughts
   wind sweeps the dying leaves away
when autumn's tears are lifted
    from their murky depths, reborn    
to play amongst the new day's sigh
   we never forget the fluttering of loss
we grant their wings to vibrancy yet again
   deep from within a sacred place,
          where reverie's paradise rekindles
              and butterflies never die...

Do you hear the snow,
did you feel the leaves twirling
sitting with a cuppa hot sensory perception
    stirred by the wonderment of awe
sugar coatings in smoky essence of phantasm
   spirit visions looming on the horizon
waiting to be plucked and invoked
   playful muse dances within diffus'd vapors
catching the light of morning air
    breathe in the crispness of anticipation
length & breadth of manifestations,
     natures' spun revelations
   spoken through inky passages
   breaking of bread to be shared,
    partake each slice and evoke humanity

fell for you like amber raindrops
     burnished by the sun's satiation,
golden in my heart you will remain
     our love story as sinister storm clouds,
turning sapphire skies to bleak trickles
     sank in drowning pools of our own undoing
  baubles of lust dissipated on the horizon
        yet, I still swim in you on dismal days...

Madness rules the pen,
   freedom of speech
         not even a concept
what the muse says goes,
  just give in to the inky blows,
     dip that quill in ****** tears
  color it with apricot custard dawning's
    ravage erotica's blissful yearnings
       crack a rib on that funny bone
if you fight the urges,
   you'll end up on the chopping block
         writer's imagination arrested
don't ******* the muse,
         'tis a woefully dreaded plight indeed...

...perhaps, it was a pause
     yet, it felt as though an eternity
   an explosive quiver in the moment
       sending shivers up my spine
the intensity of our
   moonlit raptur'd intentions
quiet sentiments
         adorning me in silken scarves
we danc'd upon each other's soul
   a slow and steady waltzing of the heart
our spaces filled
       of sparkling champagne kisses
            & burgundy night's ardor'd desires
impulses of two connected
      whimsy'd forbidden forces
  spirited play of lovers vaulted us
            to another essence of time
those were the days of seductive
               surrender'd secret interludes
   mirror'd in unearthing of abandon'd
                      affection's sentiments
  we breathe in our darkly promis'd persuasion
                     til the judgement day call'd

What  saves a poet's sanity
soup and salad of the mind
comforted with scattered warmth
& lines drawn in the sand

are there ever any perfect words
I draw blood from my pen
overflowing vessels of circumspect denial
pondering an accepting benevolent heart

discriminating souls wave a vigilant flag,
poetry a force of conjecture and calculated risk
speaks who and what we are without completion

I lie naked on these shores of cadenc'd bliss
a'waiting a fate worse than creativity's abolition
confirmation comes served in slices of firmament's breath~

exhaling again to capture the essence of vaulted contention

...i wish my pen could capture last night's fancy,
flight of divergent apparitions took my breath away
hallucinations of a dream so real it made me weep
for i saw your face high above the clouds
you appeared as an angel with chimerical wings,  
in their flutter released thousands of butterflies
each one carried a smile of incandescent light
promised posies of an altered moment & space
where poetry becomes reality traced on lofty clouds
amidst trances of tranquility & enchanted frivolity
so here i await on ink's flow with a fool's faith
of glinting endings and freshly burnish'd beginnings...

...i wish my pen could capture last night's fancy,
flight of divergent apparitions took my breath away
hallucinations of a dream so real it made me weep
for i saw your face high above the clouds
you appeared as an angel with chimerical wings,  
in their flutter released thousands of butterflies
each one carried a smile of incandescent light
promised posies of an altered moment & space
where poetry becomes reality traced on lofty clouds
amidst trances of tranquility & enchanted frivolity
so here i await on ink's flow with a fool's faith
of glinting endings and freshly burnish'd beginnings...

i yearn for you
     'tween raindrops
silkiness
    of early morn's dew,
spirit
    of twilight's mist
dark cherry wine's
    intoxication
& comforts
    of a different rhyme
those spaces
   that enchant musings
toxic perfum'd lacings
     air filled of metaphorical
blush'd smoke
    gasping for surrender
'tween honey'd breaths
         wafting in my mind
  of nectar'd
       burgundy enchantments

She's like butterflies in the snow
ethereal beauty hidden in flurries
she peeks out at the view
always too meek to flutter
in her soul she's a wanton woman
alas, someone took her purity
a blizzard that never passed
she keeps safely under wraps
hoping one day...just hoping

Close your eyes
*picture butterflies
escaping from a meadow of wildflowers
feel a gentle zephyr hug your cheek
imagine it's someone dear,
let the mind flow of babies breath
and first love's fluttery kisses
speak to the moon in enchanted tongues
feel the power of the majestic seas,
sing with birds on a captivating morn'
watching the burnish'd sun enrapture the earth
the world is easily our oyster'd pearl
if we seek the joy within our hearts,
find the ecstasy in simple things

Fundamentals of madness
    wraps the skin around my brain
miter'd head splits wide open,
        like blue skies wanting to thunder
dark heart leapt out from under
          blinded burnish'd eyes
world looks annihilated
       from the validity of upside down
birds have severed vocal chords,
butterflies shed their wings
          there's no dance left, aside from
   ghost steps of a psychotic menacing waltz
          & one dark raven hauntingly swaying

I sip your essence, it rushes through me,

                   swells upon a quiver of my mind

blushing up against my burnish'd lips

                      boldly filling my ***** with warmth

reminiscing the surrender of our souls

                               traces of your lingering aromatics

musky scent of sandalwood and lust

                       my eyes drew you in of dire ecstasy

drinking in your sweet fragrant notes

                        surging high above memory's intoxication

Over the moon where unicorns play
is where your love sent me -- a flight -- a
journey to places beyond time and space --
No one touched the stars as you did;
my heart turned a heavenly hue -- and
then you cut me and i bled -- a
different darkness: betrayal... and
Though the memory lingers, the lesson is learned:

*When you hang out with ****** unicorns you get ******.

The day the poetry died
there were no blue jays overhead
no meadows of swaying wildflowers
not a love note to be sung
nary a sigh in nectar'd wings flight
sad lyrics left its indelible indifference mark
melody of life's sweet arias gone tone deaf
dances on sunset's horizons sank darkly
moonlit kisses just a distant memory
the brass ring of life tarnished
that day you said good-bye~

the day the poetry died...

i've lived through a life of stolen kisses
baby blankets, hits and misses
cried a million tears in retrospect
soup du jour and soup for one
apple peels and bruised egos
all encompassing lust and love
& tiny tots bouncing on my knee
lived within passion, pity and grace
fall out from past grievances and haste
endured & defied vast undefined confines
treading in my own footprints,
yet, the world goes round & round
no matter where i've been or what i've seen
shut the door on one chapter and another begins
pretty posies and hurricane's wrath
ups and downs of this insane merry-go-round
yet in the corner of my eye always exist
a glimmer of sanity that walks the dog
takes out the trash and sips regal tea
clouds illusions in my mind
changes in the valleys and high seas
lofty inspirations awakening the dead
'work it or leave it alone'
over the rainbow in my head
spinning to the tune of the beat goes on
high on life, then giddy to a frown
i've made myself dizzy no doubt
at the end of the day
when the world is at bay
i wonder still, would i want it any other way

...another year gone by
time for contemplative reflections
stand with grace     ease deliberately
away from grievances & heavy sighs
wondering when the past will adapt
another challenge of the heart & soul
new reserves of inner strength
fortified through friendly smiles
another step forward to new dimensions
wandering somewhere above the clouds of mind
must embrace elapsed time to live the present
weakened resolutions now seeking restitution
time on a silver platter graciously abounds
another day, another lesson, another year gone by
surrendering to this brilliant gift we call life

For Lee...

*Destiny take note
when the time is right
this wayward soul is ready,
fly me unto the dusky stars
a butterfly's flight to ascend above lofty clouds
sterling sapphire glow and apricot wishes
i'll meet you on the other side
to continue on into another dimension
a serendipitous blessing on high
let our wings flutter together once again

A feverish tickle at the nape of my neck
reminded me when you placed flowers in my hair
an unlikely choice of amethyst wisteria
cascading down my bare shoulders
we threw caution to the wind & laughed at the world
our intimate secrets never to be shared
now, whenever the winds blow
i imagine you standing there
stroking my locks, kissing me subtlety
whispering unto my ear,
    'the mysteries of the univese were our's to keep'
as our wistful worlds collided under moonlit tears

........and then you touched me
not in the usual fashion,
but deep within my soul's fancy
a fondling embrace that took flight
clutch'd and pique'd every relevant moment thereafter
life would forever be changed         yet
most everything stayed the same
except for deep within the recesses of time
breath stood still and the imprint within my heart,
lasting well beyond a lifetime of  endlessness
still just a mere drop of water in an infinite sea
oftentimes, especially when it rains blissfully
i think of how you enveloped me for perpetuity

Last time I saw your face I danced in your essence

    the tempo deliberate and hauntingly alluring

you provided the rhythm for my wanton heart

      your Grandioso sent me over the moon,

            then crashing back to earth




I felt it'd be our last tango,

          yet, you expressed devotion

I fell into your staccato without missing a beat

      till I realized you'd always be a cappella

with no reason or rhyme for your deceptive cadence

    there'd be no encore, you were falsetto in disguise




Now, I dance alone on a dark moon with no harmony

     no Maestro to entice an impromptu interlude

sad violin music the only melody that tunes my soul

     still, a free spin above the kick of devils symphony

Celestial splendor made of sugar'd specks,
like pin dots of eternity's sweet nectar
floating amongst the tangerine skies of obscurity
nestled 'tween reality and universe's hunger
quenching the thirst of all mankind's promises
dancing on fanciful moonbeams of nighttime's bliss
countless dust particles enhancing the mystery

When you wish upon a star,
do you ever wonder who they are?

everyone knows doubt & fear
it's a roll of the loaded dice




my heart wafts along whirling waves
currents of turmoil and crescendos




surfing tranquil seas or taken asunder
like ripples illuminated under stardust




and dark moons illicit pathos
i drift along emotion's seascapes




serendipitous cascading commotions,
waiting for sand's salvation to be set free

You speak to my soul and make my eyes smile
warm as sunny days, enchanting as moonbeams
your thoughtful words permeate my very being
I carry your friendship as a precious locket
always available to hold dear and admire
safekeeping next to my heartbeat's ardor
scripted designedly in golden stanzas
pendant's everlasting imprinted verse*

For my sweet friend, you know who you are. xo

people come and go,

souls touch our essence

some rock our psyche to the core

other's hum sweet lullabies

in every instance

we are changed by generosity or malcontent

hit by incandescence's stark light,

perhaps plunged to total darkness

every breath we inhale of another's poetry,

our indulgences austere or elaborate

leaves an imprint within our chamber

housing love, hate and indifference

into eternity's vast ocean of insights

of our own reflective perception of vision

divination's flowing through our wings

touched by angels subliminal prophecies

captive in your web, i stuggle for release
beguile'd by the catacombs of your mind
you lured me, then chamber'd my heart
seduction was an enticing bite of euphoria
then a spun betrayal of being sealed away
stuck in this web'd hollow grotto
your den of iniquity ****** me in
impenetrable and incomprehensible,
this filigree'd labyrinth holds my soul
entangled for an eternity in this maze
i pray for redemption in that end sting,
placate your every whim to set me free

trust is better left out in the cold
when temperature changes unfurl
tend to excel when your back is turned
silence is titanium in the voice of
those who claim to be your friend
let the foe in them be debased
their tongues sterilized for contamination

dis connected,
obliterated into tiny pulverized pieces
you took flight without an omen
pierced my soul never to be the same
songs upon a prayer's wing'd escape  
once there were two with a single connection
secrets of the heart tuned for perpetuity
nothing lasts forever except memories

taste of salt air and nectar'd apricot brandy
musky scent of silken satin sheet'd sin
lips bruised of unfurled ecstasy
coral fire in the ***** ignited rapturous essence
eyes glistening in the moment of a little death
soul of  a poet on the edge of reflective verse
once chosen     surrender in zest's soulful unveiling
blithely trapped stargazing unto eternity's sublimity

who's reflection is this i see
staring back at me....
*forged in the flames of adversity
whispering ink leaking past blots
scarlet threads woven intricately
through portals of  complicity
machinations of another time and place
laced within roots of strangling tendrils
mutated pretty posies succumb to history
dancing round the fire of life's indignities

...like molten ash, history shapes our directive flow
awe inspiring beauty within the steaming soot of life
profound, self serving in it's utter relevance
sometimes.....we

cannot deny the existence of hell, living amidst it
yet,
we stand on the sidelines in total stupefaction
at the gravitas and preponderance of this perpetual vortex

my pretentious voice doesn't match the noise in my head
verses etched as silken decoys unfurled by titanium recoil
hiding in the recesses of silent protocol's evasive gibberish
clamoring to speak the truth within history's chapters
my stealth commute from childhood to insanity
rewarded by awkward stares of disbelief and disgust
i've waded in the pool of denial's wavelengths
lost in aftermath's undertow of insolent impudency
i've tread water til i drowned an insignificant death
still breathing the vapors of past grievances
grousing under a tidal wave of crush'd soul's imperfections
breached in the indignity of transgression's metaphors
personifications of a role better left blinded by fear
than face the nakedness of turbulent truth

Silent pain screams volumes
in the middle of the night
it blares like a herald'd trumpet
by day its sound blatantly echoes
lost the words to speak
or convey the angst within,
stuck in a butterfly's cocoon
with no metamorphosis in sight

You flipped my switch
    took me for a ride
words were a nectar'd bite
     in the same sigh
wrote me a love song
    slipped into me
set my wistful desires ablaze
  fiery words lit with rapture
        tickled my inner thigh
foreplay of sweet nothings
  titillated my spirit's senses  
write on my skin and set me free

Sign your name in ecstasy's reverie
my body shudders *******,
when you lay my soul a'fire
deeply etched utterances
   slivered from your mighty sword

Butterfly haunts me
flutters by in the dark of night
when the smoke cleared
all that was left was a still photograph
no breath to be had, no words to be spoken
perched upon my mind where no one can see
all the secrets that taunt me

Left behind in your spirit
like an erratic zephyr they twist my head
nothing sacred in how you fled the atmosphere
I oft wonder have you found that freedom
as you floated from this earth
markings on the sky of colorless clues  
the painted scenery still not clear
all that's left to do is exhale poetry

1...2...3...4
'Cinderella, dressed in yella,
went upstairs to kiss her fella
By mistake she kissed a snake,
How many doctors did it take?'

*1...2...3...4...
skipping rope with girlish delight
realizations of real life burdens out of tune
how many snakes does it really take
to chuff that wonderment of childhood

double dutch that innocence right out of her
does it burn yet, round and round and up and down
she stares out the window with her eyes closed
dreams of Cinderella and Prince Charming's cloudy
he went downstairs to kiss her spoon
that jumped over the moon, jack fell down
and broke her crown if only she were Alice,
what could she do?
tell the Mad Hatter to make him act
like a 'real daddy',
bounce her on his knee,instead of
this thing he calls 'special kind of love'
as he rolled her over,
she prayed to god above

There was silence that echoed in her chaste ears
except when he said you better do this right
she obliged cause she knew if she did not obey
there'd be even more evil coming to play

All the King's horses and all the king's men
couldn't put her back together again 1....2....3....4......

Cinderella,
dressed in yella
went downstairs to meet a fella
on the way her knickers busted
how many people were disgusted?

1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8...

You whispered so gently when you tucked violets behind my ear
as we writhe on a bed of windswept  poppy petals,      the earth moved
the sun shone on your face whilst the moon dipped in our sighs,

that was the last time I felt your warmth  aside me
yet in the stirring chill of unfurled dark November mornings,
I can still smell the wafting scent of wildflowers in my hair

I can't see through my heart,
as I watched my resolution's stare
blindly running against the rain
to disguise my own teardrops,
trying to avoid your blustery glare

Ended on a sinister cloud creation,
I tried to breathe/
       whilst I gingerly swallowed,
I found you stuck there
rasping ambiguous,
nothing could dislodge
the abrasive taste,
             my own voice stifled by regret,
started out a tempered,
            genesis love song...

I wanted to believe that it was true
    you placed your raucous sword
        upon my breast, cut me deeply,
       leaving scars,         apparent
         you craved the bloodstains
        resonating in my chest

...I wavered in the hailing discontent,
afraid to leave, afraid to stay,
was a little sliver of Heaven
with a lot of Hell to pay

I lost my way, only the pouring rain
   understood exactly what to say...

We take on the blame, we inherit the shame
wallowing in the aftermath of an apocalypse
proportions to take down the most resilient warrior
we fight to the death our right to a voice
trust is crushed beyond reparation
truth is heard in the distant by some
stark realities knock in darkness and light
sleep filled with the incoherent disgraces
seeped into the soul's consciousness'
assaulting all reason and sanity
sanctioned for self destruction
the shame that follows engulfs
innocence admonishes all evil
still stuck in the turmoil of self hatred
unjustly bestowed on the naive guiltless
shame's name branded on the psyche
slammed by the brick wall of inertia
sabotaged lives go astray and unfold
the real shame of it all is not ours to own
yet, life no longer flows naturally..............

You want to read little pristine pretty posies
not get involved betwixt & ignore the thorns of life
whatcha gonna do when your scratch becomes infected
hiding in the bushes of denial will get you hives
of the contradicting type, bucking like a bronco
amidst the flowery storm clouds of refusal
riding through wild fields of four leaf clovers
on unicorns wings of phantasmal puff'd perfectly pink skies
pseudo fairy tales conjured up in the mind
never to cross the median line of reality's mock deception
swallow the chimerical pill of inauthentic utopia
just be sure your mythical allegory never plays havoc
in your secret garden of rainbow streaming sublimity,
the fall is greater from the zenith of repudiation

Beginning of the end or the other way around
one moment melds into another impertinent
moon that's now a pasty light in your eyes
taking prisoners that died a thousand deaths
heart bleeds blackest crimson tears
evidence of trust's blind vision pierced
words of contentment now tarnished
with the soulless questions of guilt
fairy tales sink down the rabbit hole
forever after lasts but a moment in time

I don't know how I got here, or where I'm going
Recordings process chants to where I've been
I'm broken but you can't fix me
I am not a project, I am flesh and heart
My soul's been tattered to the wind
Random and disjointed suits my mind
I used to think I was invincible, unbreakable
Now I'm lost in the muck and mire of past
Stay with me and don't judge
One foot in front of the other, stand by me
You instigate my fractured remains
Nothing good can come of it
Don't say what you don't mean
Barking habits that make me fall
I'll drag you down to my abyss
That phantasmagoria won't be pretty
Alas, then you'll have walked in my shoes
Tell me, how's your future looking now?

You unfold me to reveal my true colors
   reality sets the ashen tone on tone
shades of Gray unmanageable
    black purges from my soul
you try to color outside the lines
  my pink underbelly turns steel cobalt
no purple mountains majestic views
   sickly putrid green reeks the color of death
failed attempts cower in tinged yellow
   no vibrant color palette here to uncover
you can't expose my soul and expect brilliance
   you abruptly fold me back into abashed creases
still searching for the simple elegance
      of an unfurled radiant rainbow