my surroundings

   in life,

     always leave

never ending
  ..  
       question marks

     suspended in air,

            inside cartoon bubbles.

     the heaviness

         of life

and its

       dynamics

          always leave me

             questioning

  my jubilations

       or are they troubles?

  so weighted down

     at times by

       ebon clouds,

thunder and
  
       lighting storms.

when the

     rains cease....

       i always wonder

if i am

        the bird

          or the worms.

  i create

    storms...

earthquakes and

      tsunamis

inside my

           own mind.

   i have been

       gifted this life

with years upon years

            of  

   my own

                unique time.

    my dreams of you....

         well,

those must take place

    in a

          different life and,

     those will remain

secret ......

     and only mine.

inside my

    mind is

savage,

  raw

    infidelity

and sin....

           and

     to be honest,

i wouldn't even

       know with you.....

where

to begin.

We as humans will never understand just how insignificant that we are in the grand scheme of life.

We are nothing more than murderers, pillagers and cowards here!

And as each generation comes and goes,
they only embarrass the human race ever further.

Think about this.

Why are we the only species/organisms that doesn't seem to be evolving anymore?

Cancer OWNS this species!!
Absolutely kicks our ***** and OWNS us!!

In saying that,
I can tell you this,  we aren't the most intelligent species/organisms that resides on this earth!

In our narcissistic minds, we only THINK that we are.

Women are a completely complicated specimen of uncertainty

Women are a puzzle, a challenge that has always brought out the best in me

   a mystery

Just when you think that
you have them all figured out

Women... ..

they will show you that you don't, no doubt

After 52 years,
  I do

Of course I can't
   speak for you

I know what makes them tick and I know what makes them grin

   You just have to be lucky enough for them to REALLY, let you in

His face,

Like a scrapbook.

Past years,

Patchwork and visible.

The lines on his face,

Mimic puzzle pieces.

They meld years of pain and ecstasy.

Matured,

Sage strands of grey hair -

Mingle with the onyx.

Hands, so storied and weathered,

Like an old unmaintained brick wall,

Crumbling....yet strong !

Lips...

Capable of speaking words and stories...

Enslaving and captivating my audience.

A patchwork of 50 years I am,

Hardened and yet softened..

Confused yet filled with clarity.

If I were "colored by numbers 1-100 "...

You'd be up to 50.

I'm simply art that has yet to be finished.

A scrapbook that awaits more memories....

A painting that awaits its next hue.

I dare ya to -

Grab a brush.....?

society and
most people
  in general
    disappoint me.

it's not their fault,
    well,
      mostly not.

the way some
   treat animals,
      other humans,
and
        just how they
disrespect life....
    other than their own
      of course.

i don't ****
   ants...
     spiders...
flies...
   i don't hurt anything
and i...
   i have a difficult time
in understanding those
     that can.

as i said.
   it's not your fault,
well, mostly not.

  i just expect more
     from humans that
on the outside at least,
      appear to be like me.

but i guess
   that's why our insides
are....
       our insides.
they are like
  a secret.

    for some....
a very ugly secret.

My love, I adore when your jeweled eyes
captivate every fiber of my being

When your perfect lips whisper words that only I can hear from miles away

When your slightest touch brings me to volcanic eruptions with lava overflowing

My love, you are a steady stream of sweaty summer nights that I hoped would never end

You are ...my love

You are my sunrise
You are my sunset

You are the sparkle that lives inside my eyes

when it's hot
eat a root beer
popsicle

shut off the ac
and roll the
windows down

let that
summer sun shine...

I look up at the tall magnificent tree that stands before me.

Some limbs freshly cut.
Smooth is its yellowish tan interior.

Standing there in that moment, in the icy cold of winter's grasp.

Staring at that fresh cut limb with my German Shepherd, Sabre in tow.

I went back in my mind, into my memories.

I wasn't standing in the icy air of winter any longer.

But rather, staring at that fresh cut limb, it brought me back to the smell of burning wood and a bonfire during an already late July's sultry summer's night.

If not for memories like these?

I may have felt the cold of the February air but, I didn't.

Instead, my memory, my imagination brought me back to an aroma of barbecue, burning wood and friends and family.

With memories.
I can take myself any place and any where at any time.

It's just then that I think.....what a magnificent gift our mind and our memories are when utilized the way that God intended.

This day,
This day will perish too

But hopefully,
hopefully today
you grew

Water me,
water me
I'm a seed
in the sun

Tomorrow
is evidence that
my growing
will never
be done

i am often muse inspired but,

i most often write to share my war with myself... ..

my war with the faceless

my war with spirits and shadows

my war with blurred days and midnights void of moonlight

my self inflicted wounds that one day will in totality dance around my death

and,

only then, might i smile

i live deep inside myself

i have created quite the abyss

when there
was no more you

i needed
a double shot
of that
heart break *****

The moon;

The moon bathes in hues that even a poet has a difficult time putting into words most often.

Its hues are identical to the lover that your mind & body shall never forget.

Breathless words...

bountiful
and perhaps
schizophrenic
yet,

a once in a lifetime grouping of words to kindle raw emotion.

Poets; like the moon,
are so underappreciated...

you there;

you only think
that you
know the moon
and us.

I can assure that,
  
   you don't!

I run with wolves
   of unity and freedom.

    You'll never know the moon or me!!!