We beg,
We cry,
We plead and bargain
Til we say goodbye.

We bend,
We break,
And gamble all and everything,
That took so long to make.

We wave,
We wither,
Death whisper-speaks,
A cold night-breath that makes us shiver.

When is how we begin every conversation.
I think we should switch to why.

There is a sign in my neighbourhood  
That says 'Rural Crime Watch".

Personally I like to watch crime in the city.
Much more exciting.

If we are what we do,
And then what we eat,
If habits form habits
Is there no way to cheat?

Only actions make change,
We must move to adapt,
How simple it seems,
No need to hold back.

If you want a new you,
Then go for a walk,
You'll never reach higher,
With nothing but talk.

Krista makes me want to dance,
Rob paints words with circumstance,
Victoria smiles, the kindest eyes,
Melancholy knows that love is wise.

Bones is searching for a hopeful heart,
Emmanuel smiles, all humour's art,
Solange sees others first and pure,
Melissa's kindness will pearl endure.

So why is now the only time,
Surely things will always rhyme,
Is dawn a beginning or a sweet revenge,
A time of day to think of friends.

We walk alone, it's our sealed fate,
We search at night, we consummate,
Your naked body pressed to mine,
Love is our boast, your lips divine.

I have promised myself,
Not to die,
In a car,
In a garage,
With the motor racing.

I have promised loved ones
No need to fear,
No echoes here,
The coast is clear,
Such lies are self effacing.

Death my only comfort zone,
A ridiculous time,
To be alone,
I long to leave,
The end is what we're chasing.

How do we ever explain
The joy expressed by a soldier
As he kills a child
With a bullet to the head.

Every army is ugly.

We are a mistake.
We have nothing to offer the universe.
Our end is near.

Stare at yourself in the mirror.

Hold your gaze for 60 seconds,
All the time repeating the phrase,
I love you.

Self love is acceptance,
And all of love starts there.

In the sun's rise, the dandelions were yellowicious.
A Woodstock of bright and bold,
A city field of green and gold,
The **** churned butter bright and so ambitious.

But chemical crews with the Monday blues
Soon arrived well armed,
Urgent men much alarmed,
A holocaust of daisy soon ensued.

I sat wondering, bright petals fluttering,
As the poisonous spray,
Drifts all my way
Dawn's toxic breeze leaves me stuttering.

Harsh words,
A slap, a fist,
A kick, a twist.

Emotions are ******* physical she whisper- hissed.
And punched me in the cheek.

Bruise me, she begged
And drew a bit of blood,
With her slightly deformed knuckle.

I want to feel, please,
She pleaded with me,

Whip me, strip me, shadow both my eyes,
And she pulled my hair violently.

I cannot love, she said.
So please beat me and wear me down
Until I'm too exhausted to **** myself.

Do you understand, she demanded,
And she pulled the skin under my eye
Hard and
Away from my face
Hideously painful.

I want to die,
I want to cry,
I want to tell endless lies,
I want to despise,
And criticize,
Humiliate and trivialize.

I want to die, she said.

For three billion years we all got along,
A single cell dance party chanting one song,

Constant cooperation and pulling your weight,
No time for scheming, an amazing birthrate.

For three billion years we shared and we grew,
Until one sunny day, one cell became two.

Competition now was life's driving force
Winning, the strongest, marriage and divorce.

But never forget how full it began.
Cooperation was our most successful game plan.

I sat down to posit beauty,
As the careful print and plan.
But my anger bubble-boiled,
And I could not give a ****.

Not one to gutter up and quit,
I watched the sun's red rise.
There is majesty and mystery,
In clouded clear blue skies.

But anger knows a patient name,
A shiftless, lazy sad,
Beauty bookmarked once again,
The world spins joker mad.

Can we feel another's pain.

Yes of course.

It is exactly the same as yours.

Pain unites us.

Wicked weather, storms all night,
Snow white world, now sun so bright.
Solstice is life's shortest day,
Winter is our chance  to play.

Have you lingered long enough,
Lived a life and done some stuff,
Do you fear your last few thoughts
The holy sound of nots and naughts.

Let me set your mind at ease,
There will be no one left to please,
Close your eyes and shepherd home,
Death is but your final poem.

How long do I wait for myself to arrive.

I feel as if
Maybe,

I dropped in years ago,
And no one was at home.

Did I miss my calling?

Did you?

Is it a sign of the times,
That my phone knows me better,
Than anyone else ever will.

Amidst the dawn, where sun-kissed dreams take flight,
First love emerges, tender, pure, and bright.
In youthful hearts, a melody takes hold,
A sonnet's verse, where emotions unfold.

With hesitant steps, we dance the unknown,
A waltz of feelings, beautifully grown.
In every glance, a world anew is spun,
A tale of hearts entwined, two becoming one.

Soft whispers linger in the moonlit air,
As stars bear witness to a love so rare.
The touch of hands, a gentle, sweet caress,
Ignites a flame, a passion to confess.

Oh, first love, like a sonnet finely penned,
In every beat, a timeless love, transcendent.

Me, me, me,
Mmm, me, me, me,
Ma, me, me moo, mo,me.

Then me me me , ma mo me me
A me mo, me me me me.

ME, ME, ME
ME, ME, ME,
MEEEEE, EEEEE, EEE.

Til me,me me me,
A me me me.
Lo me, ma ,mo,mo me.

Tease me, tempt me, tickle me too,
Kiss me, cuddle me, cradle on cue,
Love me, lavish me, leave me in lieu,
Forget me, fickle me, a frivolous few.

Death isn't a state of being,
Nor a moment of relief,
It's not a next step answer,
Heaven will not sanction grief.

There is a nix and nothing,
After life we fade away
No mix of yin and yang.
Save a breath and do not pray

Fight
For peace,

Surrender,
To the confederates within.

Take up arms,
And bravely manifest the truce.

Contradict,
For clarity.

Ask,
So that you may give.

Write,
So that the whole world might read.

Lie,
And demonstrate your honesty.

Die,
In order to be born.

Laugh,
While the sweet and sour tears adorn.

Fear quietly,
Your bravery will soar,

You have one life.
And an infinite number of possibilities.

You be you. Nothing more or less will do.

Things I regret:


I've been lucky.

Stuck my thumb out,
Been fifteen years since I've tapped a ride.
Feels raw and unfamiliar.

Once stood on the Trans-Canada.
For two days,
Just outside of Medicine Hat.
Cold night.

People are afraid of me.
I can see it in their eyes as they **** bye,
Puppy frowns, won't play eye tag, no smiles.

Most interesting conversations of my life,
Were inside a stranger's car.
People will tell a hiker everything.
Why not.

There's a beauty in the chance encounter.
A freedom.
Give it another hour but the day might be gone.
Too bad.
Asking is starting to look like begging.
And begging never works.
Ever.

Have poems become a toasty treat,
Something we make a bit too sweet,
Can I really tell my friends from fancy
Polished words exchanged are chancy.

I always sense the close encounter,
Although I know my choice is flounder,
Tell me once what broke your heart,
Or is it better that I start.

I cannot stop the slip and slide,
I pretend a choice, no place to hide.
The world spins round the same each day,
I sit and wonder, my thoughts at play.

There's no free will, it isn't there,
The physics firm, no why, no where,
The past is the only past allowed,
The future set, the science proud.

So if your life is just a map,
The route laid out,your death the trap,
Then worry less and laugh out loud,
Your date is set, no tears allowed.

I like a woman who stays up late at night,
Darkness more than a simple lack of light,
And in the hour when desires ignite,
We repeat our sweet afternoon delight,
Full now we can't take even one more bite.

Candy canes and caramel cookies, Christmas cards confess,
Pretty paper patterns, pleasing presents to possess,
Charming chatter, church and chamber, chomp a warm cholent,
Rest and read, recharge, reseed, rethink ,reform, repent.

My family was a jig saw puzzle,
And I was always the missing piece.

Always.

Can we bacon wrap our mentalation,
Poke badgers with a spoon,
Marijane our neighbours,
Do a solid afternoon.

Will you hold hands orange county,
Stare jar jar binks alone.
Will you stay with me forever,
Can we slip into the zone.

We can hide who we are,
But only from ourselves.

Others see us much more clearly.
Know thyself.
It is a difficult thing to do

A grain of sand.

Has 48,000,000,000,000,000,000 atoms.

One grain.

Get high, get low,
Get up, get slow.
It really doesn't matter what you know.

We are insignificant.
We are expendable.
We are footprints in the snow.

How crooked my hands,
Gnarled knuckles and bone,
Fingers bent forward,
Palms carved out of stone.

Yes I'm a beggar,
How well my part played,
My hand out in hope
Of a penny mislaid.

How many times,
Can you avert and walk by,
Yes,I'm homeless and helpless
And I also ask why.

A poem a day is not cure,
It's lollipops and green manure,
So hold your nose
And close your eyes,
The smell of cheese,
Is my surprise.

Let the little things go,
Let your thoughts run free,
Yes, ghosts will appear,
We won't always agree.

Beliefs are assumptions
Just a branch or a twig,
When grafted all together
Our kindness will grow big.

Now I'm not naive
Nor a sweet and silly bean,
I know evil is a shadow,
As it creeps along unseen.

So smile at a stranger,
Whisper in an ear,
Listen first and then reply
Our words cause all the fear.

Love is asylum.
Friendship is courage.
Money is sanctuary.
Faith is dependence.
Conviction is hope.
Music is magic.

What has life taught me?

To eat my vegetables.
To kiss like I'm eating an ice cream cone.
To make others laugh.

Snort.

Talking ****, wasted all day,
Bojangling and licking sugar off my blueberries,
Apple peels,
Train tracks in my metal mouth
With a pizza face and party pimples.

Deadbeat dad puking panda,
Me boohoo and *****.
Meta-whining.
First world problems,
Eat me. Twelve years old

Run away.
Run far away and do not look back.

If you do the bear will catch you.

I tried to think today and couldn't.
First time.
I sat in my chair and waited.
Nothing.

I can't believe evil has won.
But it has.

Catastrophe capitalism,
Unhinged greed,
Psychotic fear of one another,
Violence as both question and answer,
Self above all,
Love shriveled and unwound.

Last time **** went down like this,
It caused a world war.

Where do you think you will be,
When the bomb goes off.

We were not innocent.

The desperate choke of religion,
A Jesus with our ham and cheese,
Jammed down our throats everyday,
Alliance with Satan implied and guaranteed,
If we deviated even one degree.

But then, to be honest,
We weren't that afraid.
And we were not innocent.

The offspring of war heroes,
We mimicked battles,
Received toy machine guns as gifts,
We joked endlessly with each other.
Babbled on in rushing rapid ramble,
About killing the enemy,
About nothing,
About school,
About the Maple Leafs.
About castles in the sky.


We shoplifted on a dare,
Bought cigarettes as ten year olds,
A full pack was twenty five cents,
We blew smoke rings for hours
While lying on our backs in the long grass,
Giant jumbo clouds floated by,
Our circus in the sky.

We peeked in windows, hid in bushes,
Learned about women's bodies
While she brushed her teeth,
And examined herself for lumps and bumps.
It was exciting beyond our wildest
******* fantasies.

We were young.
We were eager.
We couldn't wait to live each day.
We were boomers on the rise,
Life was meant to be exciting.

First we lie to children,
Santa's happy smile,

Then we condemn them to eternal hell,
How nice to see you Father,

Before we insist that winning is everything,
Run, baby, run.

When is kindness,
Where is compassion,
How did we get stuck here,
Why do we hate,
Who is going to change things,

Do something. Anything.
I say to my mirror.
Before I sit down exhausted,

Sleep makes me tired.

Do not spend too much time on your why.

It's your how that will make all the difference.

I like a girl who wakes me up at dawn,
Gets up half naked and puts the coffee on,
Moves me out before the day's half gone,
A working man, no time to yawn,
More pie tonight if I stand tall and strong

I keep forgetting why I'm mad at people.
****, I hate getting old.

Are we tethered by a weathered worn,
A leash, a lash, a love that's torn,
Why this end, we pretend again
Kiss goodbye, regrets and pain.

What is regret,
But a moment of fret,
Is life a missed opportunity.

We live and we die,
Surely I'm not that guy
Who goes to the grave without scrutiny.

If I could repeat,
This whole meet and greet,
I would learn to lie much more truthfully.

And I would learn about love,
And this mystery above,
A god who rules so brutally.

No, we get a few years,
And we shed many tears,
Suffice a few things said in our eulogy.

So smile and remain,
Yes love is a chain,
And kindness always brings unity

( Kindness. Why do I have to remind myself constantly!)

There are people from my past,
Who seem to last and last,
While others touch and go,
Like a footprint in the snow.

Why one becomes a friend
While the others are pretend.
Is an outcome so absurd,
It makes friendship best endured.

What is love, this stalking lau,

A want, a wish, a whiteoaked blunder,

I fell for you sad rain and thunder,

Do not snub and shame me now,

I live to touch my palm to breast,

It seems to me I have confessed.

Is love a sin, a knot, a test?

My father hated me.
I think I was a mistake.

I should have said I'm sorry,
And wandered far away.

Stop.
Just stop.

NO