in a world full of monetary greed

       selfishness

               political brain washing

   death

                    lusting fantasies that will never be

      sweaty slave labor

                   delusions

broken promises

         broken backs

wolves with sheep'en faces.....

                  i create a reality

     from my life's moments and minutia

and
  
           this poet

         never forgets the poetry

             i am a poet that

shares his gentle breezes

     bringing words to life

to feel....

       and hopefully see.

poetry and poets

              are to be enjoyed

    by those whose minds are free

      not by those of narrow minds locked up without a key.

I turned
my life's page
as my
eyes blinked

The next
was clean
of ink

No names

No boundaries

No schedules

It was
exhilarating
to see

A clean page
just for me

A fantasy
full of free

Meet me
under the
Aruban
divi divi tree

Focus on tomorrows ...sure

   but,

these "tonights" are going by fast.

    I want to hold onto as many tonights as I can.
      
        Like summer, my days and nights are growing shorter.

   Tomorrows never come until we have taken tonight
      and ****** it dry of
any life left...

    Life is a team game.

     So,
let's team up.

Trust me...

         I respect the torn jersey you acquired last night...

    those grass and dirt stains.

those orange cones didn't protect him from the ignorance and selfishness of this world

as he labored in the 90° degree sun every day to provide a living for his wife and six children... ..

he was viciously run over by a distracted murderous motorist that was aloof to the world while texting on her phone as she plowed through our work zone

decapitated,
dead instantly

the murderer gets out of her vehicle,
"but i didn't see him"

'you selfish *******' i exclaim, 'you didn't see all of these orange cones for miles and all of our hi-vis apparel'?

six children, fatherless and a mother/wife are now left to endure their lives without their father and without her husband

all because of your selfish murderous behavior

now i hope that you live in an empty prison cell for your entire life so you too can feel the emptiness that this family now has to endure because of you

one person, and you ruined the lives of 8 people because you are a selfish *******

there are no sorrys that will bring him back, no sorrys will make the pain and emptiness go away

you're still here, he's not so....

*******!

Life...

    hmmm..

where do I begin ?

      Where.... oh -

where do I end ?

           It's joy

  It's pain

              It's a blend.

     Sometimes a bully....

          life can be.

                Never back down  -

Stand up to it fully.

                Don't quench the Holy spirit

       Fan it like a flame -

           Let it burn inside you

     Never allow it forget your name.

                Life is hard when one is down

          But if given to Him -

     Your sadness can be overcome

He will lift you up from enemies ground.

        Trials ...

              Life altering -

Life changing scars upon your mind

         upon a heart that's faltering.

          Nothing is more powerful than Him

     Not you....

              Not even the enemy

With Him, so many lives everyday newly begin.

           When life has you at the brink

         Don't sin....

                  Give in -

Give in and give it to Him.

The human being.

The doer of such good.
Also the doer of some of the darkest most
nefarious behavior ever witnessed on his planet.

The human being.
So imperfect.
So bi-polar.
So frenetically unbalanced.
Flawed.

The matter of factly cold blooded murderer
which doesn't bat an eye after its despicable
display of carnage .
Carnage that not even the creatures we call
"animals" are capable of.
Flawed.

You know the ones.
General Paul W. Tibbets, pilot of the Enola Gay.
The pilot that dropped "little boy" and murdered 140,000 people.
The pilot that was spared his own life to the age 92
while ending others before they even begun.
Flawed.

You know the ones.
The human "animals" such as...
the Charles Manson's.
The Saddam Hussein's and
the Adolf ******'s of his world.
The fallen angel Satan, cast out of the heavens
during a war in the heavens never to return.
Flawed.

The drunken drivers that **** the innocent everyday.
The texting drivers that **** the innocent everyday.
The complainers.
The annoying bi-polar human being that complains
it is too hot.
Only to complain a short time later,
they are too cold.
Flawed.

The annoying human being that complains that their
garden and grass is in desperate need of rain.
This is the same human being that I have to listen to
complain in a supermarket checkout about how
they will have to dodge the raindrops when leaving the store,
such an inconvenience for them,unreal.
Flawed.

The humans that promise,
only to be filled with empty promises.
We live in a world full of empty promises.
"I swear to God" they strongly avow!
Perhaps that is their biggest problem in life right there.
Flawed.

The animal abusers and murderers that will one day
have to answer for their heinous crimes upon
God's most tame creations.
The alleged animals.
Only, they aren't the true "animals" that roam
and destroy God's Earth, no ,not at all.
That title belongs to the irrevocably flawed human being.
The ones that they themselves have brought many of
God's creations to the brink of extinction by their sheer ignorance.

Just to think....
It all began so so long ago with a man named Adam,
and a woman named Eve,
and we as God's most flawed creation
have never recovered.
Simply looking around me everyday,
I now see that we never will.....

We awakened
amongst the candlelight and the
essence of birch wood crackling in the fireplace.

Your eyes all aglow with passion's fire
and a body,
a body in need of being extinguished.

Naked,
we created a fire all of our own that an arsonist would envy.

Good morning my love.
I hope you don't mind but,
the fire continues to burn.

maybe-

     if you write

your feelings down

      and threw them away,

they would...

       go away too ?

    don't allow-

       lingering,
       longing,

consume you anymore.

         because

    time-

          is not

refundable but,

           hearts apparently are

     when you return

            your heart,

time ignores the loss

       time will always win

and...

          never look back

    you shouldn't either

Love;

It may not be there-

Tomorrow
Tonight
A few monents from now.

Seize it.
Seize love.

Carpe Amor.

There are lips to die for

There are lips to fall in love with

There are lips that I long to hear whisper my name

Your lips seem to mesmerize me

Your lips;

they are as sweet as the sweetest honey bee

who am I ?

i know who i am.

i like to compare myself / liken myself to a baseball pitcher.

i'm a man that likes to live on the outside / outside of the strike zone.

i only come inside when i want to,
no matter what the count is.

even on a 3-2 count i will not be forced to or pressured to come inside.

i will,

only if i deem it necessary.

if i happen to walk a few with the bases loaded,

i don't much care,
so be it!

i'll still pitch the way i want to.

no manager or owner could ever change me.

so....let me ask you....

...who are you?

let's not
talk about
the past

and

how love
should last.

let's live
in this
here moment

and

hope that
it doesn't
slip away
too fast.

'cause when
i see you
my heart
just can't
hide

my feelings
for you
and burning
desire inside.

let's not
talk about
getting over
one another

let's just
enjoy these
moments
underneath
these covers.

let's let
the
past be
the past

and simply
allow this
moment to
last.

days ahead
we may
have a hunger
and desire

i am
the ocean...

and

you are
the fire.

Ah yes, the pure desired essence of this, nothing compares.

The way her hungry eyes grip me in full "take me" stare

Even her shadow begs for her to stop standing there

With mouth agape, please press your tongue against mine over here

I see heaven in your eyes and with you, I see heaven everywhere

don't lament the bridges you choose to burn,

nor the trolls that live and perish under those bridges as it collapses upon them and suffocates the life from them!

let their skin melt from their bone and ooze into the soil

allow their eyes to absorb the hell that they have earned to die in

don't lament their blood curdling screams,
but rather,
enjoy them

they are screams from cowards

perpetrators, predators that now try holding a victim card

they are sheep once dressed as lions

but now we can all see them for what they really are as they beg for mercy from my cold stare

burn them bridges without a care and never regret,
never look back... ..

except,

except...

to fancy your handy work and spit upon the coward's corpses beneath your feet
and to,

pick up your gasoline and matches for the next bridge

our earth it exhales
breath from the sea that lingers about

odorless and ominous
it devours mountains
villages and cities

the denizens endure
a chill,
a chill
rudely spat upon them

they shrink into their coats... ..

blue skin
now matches blue eyes

until the cloud fall sighs
and heaves itself away
a slow suspicious fade

to later creep into the lowest of valleys

shadows of tranquil waters
arrive once again
when the day's back has turned

weathered skin,
    calloused feet
       and hands.
a sage mature mind,
    a generational man
      that
         understands.

once jet black hair,
    and a physique
       all youthful
         and chiseled.
now an abundance
    of grey and
       the look of a
          wile veteran
......   so grizzled.

father time has
    been kind to me,
i accept every wrinkle
    i accept all my years
   of wisdom...
       because now i can
be compared to
          a mighty oak tree.

don't be ashamed
   of whom you are,
     don't hide your clock.
let the world see
   your natural beauty,
      don't be afraid
of that sound....
       ....tick tock.

Fall,

I fell in love
with your
warm inviting
rustic hues
so very
long ago.
The smell of
burning wood
and hot
apple cider
wafting by me
from the mill
down the road.
Oh how I
long for
scary Halloween
movies with
Jason, Freddy,
Michael,
a witch and
a black cat.
Pumpkins and
spice and a
hoodie with
a hat.

Autumn,

every year
I fall for you
like leaves
that fall from
their trees.
The October air
that is fresh
and crisp
with each
Autumnal breeze.

If I could
marry a season?
For you
Autumn,
I would fall
to one
bended knee.

I miss your
romantic aura
that unlocks
my passion's
passion with
only your key.

During your
season... ..

I have never
seen anything
quite more
remarkable or
beautiful than one
of your trees.

Fall,

you
captivate... ..

you
mesmerize me.