My story is an oddity
A cool saga; epic tale
despite the misconceptions
I’m no savior to the frail
Just a humble servant
Too stubborn to fail
Wandering through the universe
Sizing up to scale

On the path between the fields
Where all will be revealed
Questions asked allow us all to ponder
Wonder isn’t everything
But you should see the joy it brings
To everybody’s begotten son and daughter

The melody was cryptic
A subliminal array
Of soft and easy listening
To cover the decay
A rotting inner core
On musical display
Thirsting, wanting more
The images portrayed
The leather and the boots
The uneven score
That keeps them in their seats
And coming back for more

I’m seeing things in retrograde
It’s dyslexia of the mind
Going forward, looking back
Still hoping that I’ll find
One who can decipher
The rhythm and the rhyme
Or who can join the two together
Into something redefined
So it’ll help me see more clearly
Amid the daily grind
And snap me back into reality
Just in the nick of time

It’s a treasure and a find
The sanctity of mind
A scarcity of complexity
Looked on by jealous eyes
It’s a glimmer of true hope
To whom do we all cry?
It’s addition by subtraction
That’s separate from divide
It’s a choice that we’ve been given
To heal the bitterness inside
It’s the attitude of gratitude
And the reason not to hide

I recognize your hungry eyes
As the thirst drips off your tongue
It’s as if the two were synchronized
For ravishing the young
Bite your lip and lick your chops
When the harvest for the winter stops
Because the succulent bleeds with natures call
And the rules apply to one and all

Bright like primrose yellow
Beauty, protruding through the weeds
Lifting up our spirits
Catering to our needs
The flowers finest hour
Since being planted as a seed
Now flourishing and vibrant
Exuding ecstasy

If each and every snowflake
Is a day the sun will rise
Then the welcoming in of winter
Is for frigid cold white lies
But if words could go unspoken
Then the gestures in my eyes
Are a crystal clear indication
As to what or whom I most despise

Lying in wait, in the weeds
With the feathery thistle seed
In folklore and mythology
There came a great stampede
That wiped out all in its path
The grass, the land, and trees
Till all that’s left is the need
To start again or leave things be

The elegance of poetry
In its natural state of mind
Helps smooth out the surface
On what’s been a bumpy ride
It helps bring out the demons
Lurking deep inside
The ones for years you’ve hid from
That when talked about, you lied

I grow naturally suspicious
When you sleepwalk past my heart
It’s my only inclination
That we’re growing far apart
Could be I’m just paranoid
To lose you to your dreams
I hope my inclination to your destination
Isn’t what it seems
You journey towards the window at night
A window I locked tight
So you don’t open up the latch
Attempting to take flight
Is this your subconsciouses doing
Should I be terrified to sleep
For fear of losing you to you
Am I protector of the weak
Are you a vessel for your demons
Are you at their beckoned call
Do they lift you up by angels wings
Just to watch you fall
I am not a savior
Barely a protector of myself
But I’ll battle with you until the end
If that’s any sort of help
I’ll brandish out my sword
I will wield my shield
I’ll listen to every single word
Until all has been revealed
Until all the evils gone
No more optical illusions
But the will to carry on

She loved the new material
She wore it everyday
As a shirt
As a skirt
In her hair done up with braids
She liked the wavy pattern
It’s colors in the light
That matched up with everything she wore
In daytime or at night
She liked the way that she looked
The fashion and the style
She grinned from ear to ear
With an evanescent smile
Just a small glimmer of happiness
Through these hard and trying times
Conquering all obstacles
Of every make and kind

It’s not static, but dynamic
The identity of self
The landscape of my inscape
My inherited wealth
A treasure trove of riches
The hand that I’ve been dealt
All worthless and meaningless
Without the attention made to health

In a spooky kind of way
The skies had all turned gray
And the moon was pale and cold to start the winter
In the full moons lazy eye
I could see the witches fly
While screeching laughter heard throughout the night
A stirring chill that reeked of death and fright
And although they tried and failed
  I can still tell the scary tale
To protect you and make sure that you’re alright

Too shy to bloom
The pink and purple hues
Destined to shine through
But unsure what to do
With just a little heartening
The slightest little push
A hint of motivation
A whisper and a hush
Can spring the inner offerings
The fruit the stem now holds
Or does the flower shiver
Pretending to be cold
The entire process is tedious
None of it mundane
When all it needs is sunshine
Nourishment and rain

Drawn by horse and carriage
Down the streets and lanes
In the middle of the winter
Only trying to maintain
Any resemblance of what’s normal
And help keep us entertained
While throwing color on the monotony
That’s grown black and white with age

The stars come out and masquerade
Through the sky on full display
Resting on a bed of leaves
Just under the leaning tree
That grew tall along the grassy knoll
Crooked over earth and stone
The sun must say it’s last goodbye
To make way for the diamond sky
Jewels in clusters
Stay bright at night
To reach the stars and hold on tight

A new coming of age
When you feel you’ve been betrayed
By the person you love most
Putting you in a fit of rage
We formed a bond we built on trust
Now I’m curled up in disgust
I can’t look you in the eye
But I have to, and I must

She came to me by accident
At first, I stood and stared
To be the finder of a unicorn
A lovely all white mare
I wrangled her up with kindness
She didn’t seem too scared
Then, I shared her with the whole wide world
Or with anyone who cared

Garden’s full of roses
Blooming at their peak
Growing till they blossom
From right under our feet
A bouquet or arrangement
For occasions such as these
A familiar scented fragrance
Wafting in the breeze
Sun shining on a clear sky day
The birds chirp out in song
Which is music to my ears
Dancing right along

I live to avenge the fallen angels
By defying death by any and all means
Despite my sworn deal with the devil
I’ve given all that I’ve got to be freed
He stares into my soul
His answers always “No!”
He’s angered by why I never meet defeat
Shared secrets between you and me
With old age years away
Hair now turning shades of gray
Years of life should not come into play
One day I’ll have my turn
Just as ash from fires burn
So I’ll live the best I can
From now until that day

I’ve never bought on credit
Either I have it, or I don’t
I think they knew I meant it
When I said I couldn’t, and I won’t
Now everything I own is paid for
I owe not a dime to the man
I’m not saying there aren’t some downfalls
I just do the best that I can

At times, I just need a cat nap
To help me finish out the rest of my day
I cannot sleep though, when you are around me
That is why I am still awake
You suffocate me with all of your affection
It’s justified, if I give consent
The law is just a contradiction
In proving that there was intent
Like lost wishes down the well
You can no longer kiss and tell
Without repercussions
So severe it hurts
But I would go to any measure
If it was just to have the pleasure
To listen to the grace behind your words

A fool in love when intimate
An object of desire
Steamy hot encounters
Hearts an open fire
The smell of stinking sweat
A glisten and a shine
Looking deep into your eyes
Knowing that you’re mine
Held on tight
To the moonlit night
And a glass of well aged wine 🍷
A sip to lip
Down your throat
Done so by design
All the while
Dripped in style
Developed and refined
Till the day
No games to play
Like when we were a child

A view of all the city
Looks like ant farms far away
And all of its complexity
Where some might go astray
Take in all the scenery
The horizon, passed the bay
Breathe in and get comfortable
And know that all will be okay
In the end, nothing more matters
Up the hills with rolling hay
Far away from city life
Is where I want to stay

She radiated energy
In the form of rays and waves
Her vibe was something glorious
What you think about and crave
Her sinless simple giggle
On full scale display
But it was her natural state of courage
That kept her being brave

Buried in her study
She melted in the words
Of the book that she was reading
And was not to be disturbed
The outer world loomed too large
But the tiny print was small
In her own imagination
Her perception was it all
With all of her surroundings
Dripping down the walls
She held tight to her imaginary world
Doing anything to stall

Tastefully decrepit
Oozing canvas oil
Shows the very pain he’s in
The anguish and the toil
A dangerous disaster
The outside caving in
An unbearable demeanor
Contorting chest to chin
A devastated skeleton
Of a man who’s done his share
Undeniably deniable
And completely in despair

She crossed over the brickyard
To reach the café
With the rain trickling down
On a gray day in May
April showers had passed
Until present day
As the rain never lasts
Nor do the clouds ever stay
To the café for coffee or tea
Where the sun always shines
Though Reluctantly

Out with the riptide
Through turbulent seas
That’s where my mind goes
When I sip my tea
Always adventures
Playing out in my head
Imagination run rampant
With a thin slice of bread
Loading the teaspoon
With coarse salt and preserves
To launch at the waitress
Who by now is perturbed
Just to **** the monotony
Not to cause ruckus or fuss
And maybe put a smile
On her sour ****

‪Moonlit night without a switch‬
‪To dim the light that stirs the witch ‬
‪With her broom and cat in tow‬
‪She flies away to parts unknown ‬
‪And with wicked laughter ‬
‪She leaves her wake‬
‪As she races on till daybreak ‬
‪Then disappears behind the moon‬
‪Not a second gone too soon‬

You insinuated trust
As if it were required
Chasing after poetry
Alone with your desires
A token as an offering
For the show that’s to ensue
But nothing grips my consciousness
Like the time I spent with you

Soft wet droplets on a leaf
Delicate and new
Misty morning, now awake
Each blade of grass and dew
Ramping up for daybreak
Both red and orange hues
Over the horizon
A horizontal point of view
A vivid dream within a dream
That’s your only clue
The fun is in the outcome
Me waking next to you

Down the bridges walkway
To the land of the unknown
The sky grows dark and cloudy
Shaped as skeleton and bones
Something evil this way comes
The air is still and cold
Someone that crosses that bridge
Must be daring, mad, or both
I wouldn’t walk in there
If I wore an invisibility cloak
In the haunted forest
Where life is but a joke

Shot out of a gun
The race had now begun
Between the tortoise and the hare
Which didn’t seem quite fair
Although it was all in fun
They still fought to say they won
And bring home the title and the crown
As the fastest one around
Head held high, chest exposed
Proud enough to brag and boast
But all in good nature
A good time for all
A race for the ages
As they answered the call

His mug is pug
With a born on frown
He cheers me up
When I seem down
His mannerisms
His demeanor
An unconditional affair
Affection is in multitude
With which no human soul compares
He cuddles
He snuggles
His attributes are rare
He’s undeniably
Excitable
And I’m his biggest fan

Every phantasm of hope
Every hidden desire
Every knot on a rope
That lets you climb higher
From the legion of doom
To the evil empire
Every room with a view
Where meetings transpire
Where careers move ahead
And where people get fired
And then the cycle repeats
Like several times prior

I was in the river treading water
When the river got too deep
I swam up to the dock to rest
To lay out, and to sleep
I got a chill from the breeze
As I wrapped up to get dry
It was at that time the rain poured down
Like tear ducts in the sky
I ran to seek some shelter  
Under gray clouds filled with rain
I found an old gazebo
To gather and remain
When the precipitation dried up
I was on my merry way
To regain my enthusiasm
And to finish out the day

Freedom isn’t free
But all we want is more
When all the world can see
Is just another casualty of war
Between methodical submissions
To our ideals placed on hold
We’re all zombies walking aimlessly
Doing what we’re told
But I can sense the future
Past the horizon up ahead
No longer am I filled with hope
No, instead I’m filled with lead
Working for the minimum
Hungry, trying to get fed

In the deep dark dead of night
There’s charcoal colored skies
That suffocates the light, the stars, and fireflies
The atmosphere is crude
In an egocentric mood
An agitator, mischief maker
With something more to prove
Such as a smile lit up in the sky
Or a fluorescent crescent moon
To see and sit back and behold
This panoramic view
Because after all, there’s not much more
You can or cannot do

Fresh tea leaf aromas
Surrounding entities that be
Dusty book aesthetics
Pleasing symmetry
The lines are all connected
The ingredients are chic
But the underlying is eloquent
Elegant, yet sweet

Tangled in a web of lies
No witnesses or alibis
Just harnessing electric skies
That rain down on our fragile minds
Then picking up a broken heart
For a second chance
A brand new start
No broken pieces
Or missing parts
The condition’s good as new

The sinner, is in her
On the ledge of a cliff
There was a time awhile back
When she could’ve flipped the script
But she caved and got swallowed up
By a Freudian slip
Showered her feelings
Till the very last drip
But when it was all said and done
She lay still in her crypt

Slightly shaded under sunny skies
My skin grows tan
My throat runs dry
There’s whispers of winter
There’s proof in my eyes
The seasons, they change
But the sun always shines
Peaceful, serine
No tales or white lies
Today is one of the finest days
Since I’ve been alive

In the forest
Deep in woods
Before the darkness takes
My focus is my energy
And the aura it creates
To be at peace within oneself
The epitome of perfect health
No profiteer with all his wealth
Can tempt me to obey

It’s in the realm of possibilities
In my imminent domain
To make them leave and watch them go
Back to whichever way they came
I’ll no longer posture idle
While others seek their fame
I plan to make a run of it
And be a true legend of the game

The quest
To seek and explore
Armed with his binoculars,
A writing pad, and more
To excavate and accumulate
Treasure troves galore
But the hardest part
Is the start
Once you open up the door

Atomic and cosmic
I orbit into space
Having never seen before
Such a pretty face
Elegant, yet casual
Personified by grace
I mustn’t let this occasion
Go to any waste
Fair skinned and beautiful
Imperfections, not a trace
Her flowing hair and emerald eyes
Help to justify the chase

Do you believe in love?
I have never been so lucky
When push comes to shove
Never to be struck by Cupid
By arrows from above
I think I actually saw one hit
An innocent white dove

It seems they always miss me
By inches, maybe less
It occurs when you’re not looking
Is my only guess
And if it ever finds me
And I am unimpressed
I can then pinpoint my pain
And the cause of my distress

She spread out her arms
But not to fly away
Inhaling all the wisdom blurbs
People feel free enough to say
Salt in air and purple dreams
Waves crashing in the seas
Fragrances of lavender
Amidst the rocks and leaves
Sun soaked and casual
Finally at peace