Surrender.  
Lose. Give in.

chance it all.
throw caution
against the wall,
watch its greasy
sliding downwards,
at first resisting gravity,
and then submitting to
the power, the Overwhelming
hopefulness
of love

yes, winning is a dangerous feeling.

Sometimes you gotta go all-in,
slide those chips, slow across
the green felt poker table.

Prefer thoughtful consideration,
a preponderance of favorable yeses,
longer than the maybes and the last list
of occasional, dangerously
self defeating mmmms,
and the exciting  unknowns
needy of unlocking
places you’ve never been,
lairs of dark uncovered by
fresh first time daylight

when the smile criss crossing
the body entire, a chilled fire,
when sensibility strives to
overcome the senses,
it is a checkered flag of yellow
cards to floor fallen,
let them be

slow breathing, check your
heart rate, blood pressure,
do not give the results to
a sympathetic cardiologist,
if results are higher than
normal
because you are,
good.

you know the rest,
all in, all in,
surrender to
beat of I am
am in,
all in

and sprite~write an only true love poem
send to but one,
yourself,
signed

yours truly*

P. S.  And never forget,
that you learn best,
you learn the most
from all your failures.

Winter season,
grey colorless skies
Silence,
audible in the distance.
Empty feeling in crowded house.
Long, chilly nights, dead water streaming.
Veins with cold blood, stuck.
Passion in black clothes, not breathing.

The year is moving, Spring in birth canal.
Waiting to be born.
I think of you, lying beside you .
I dream of movements of bold trees.
It excites me.
I know it’s wrong but in my mind it’s full blown spring.
A white cloud is coming to me.
Like a bride in cotton candy.
Thinking of you, no more winter skies.

I close my eyes.
In my mind there you are.
There is an explosion of fire in the sky.
Summer in your eyes,
reflecting colors of a sky, burning.
I’m drifting.
It’s summer in my head and my mind is singing.


With passing time,
new days
new seasons
new loves
New memories.
Time, essential to it all.


Shell✨🐚

Someday, I'd love to
gently fall in love with the
simple life I'll choose.

#selfcare #selflove

these poems here
tethered to me
by some unknown
uncontrollable force
I didn’t ask for this
I didn’t ask for any of this
all I wanted to do was to play
with the women and the music
and maybe even my kids every now and then
not knowing, not caring,
not believing, not searching
for a higher purpose
for a greater meaning
for an elixir of divinity
but they have arrived
in different variances
& mass quantities
I didn’t ask for this
now it is here
I can’t stop
I won’t stop
until it kills me
until it kills something inside of me
until there is nothing left
except
these poems here.

Death . . .
the great equalizer.

The surest cure
to brazen  ambition .

Kings , Queens , princes and Popes ,

Generals , dictators , and those with false hopes .

As evil does , so it will be .

Fall so fast and hard
toppled like a cedar tree .

The vine's been cut
the branches wither

All the fruit so vile and bitter

All will burn in the heat of fire ,

the briars and vines and wooden liars .