one hankers for summer's return
to again feel a warmer burn
the balmy touch shall so elate        
basking in the sun's genial sate

oh depart gelid winter song
you've tarried around far too long
come back one's most favoured mate
basking in the sun's genial sate

in time one's yearing shall subside
on a change to the season's tide  
one awaits until that choice date
basking in the sun's genial sate  

one hankers for summer's return
basking in the sun's genial sate

too human, too breathing
too efficient with language, with money
too sincere, too careful and humble
too aggressive, hold back
needs more tone on the upper note, create dissonance on the left and right side
more hot sauce
just a bit louder, cooler, warmer
too sitting, too long, face towards the window, wondering, planning
too conscious, ungrateful
yearing, looking for endings
irony, funny, witty, comparisons
don’t compare yourself to others
but listen to the life lessons of your elders
and be like them? better than them?
hug your mother, drive the car
enjoy the sunshine, the music, the freeway
deep breaths, sighs, oh yeah
here I am, again

I would wonder what happened to
the nightmares that were vanquished
by my father, as I was a lingering
in repetition of night terrors.

He had held me in implications of what
was unseen in his eyes but birthed on my
brow in lingering sweat, never was his
thoughts of his own only mine confused.

He would rock me too thoughts of a rocking
chair, that nodded me of to a simpler sleep.
And he would wait to see If shadows pierced
that thin veil between dreams and a silent night.

I awoke one morning in the arms of my father,
his eye black, and I asked what happened daddy?
He said the darkness tried to make you cry so I asked
politely for then  to quietly leave.

"excuse me please leave my son in slumber,

I whispered words in your ears, I know where you
live, in the darkness and this is light,

Turning on the light of a hallway drowned out a voice
deep inside you, and in there final yearing to grow inside
but quenched washed away in light it hit back and faded.
And that's what happened to daddies eye and I'm proud.

The light will always be on too show those dreams that
daddy is in the light and will always be here for you.

coffeee klonopin bagel ecigarette claming nuturing sunny sunny sunny, more coffee what was it I was thinking?  Didn't use the cream cheese no shower hair pomade and bruhsed teeth rolling stones did I miss something?  Set yet still yearing, stomach full yet still grumbling...

Caught in the fist of overwhelming emotions
Waiting for nature 's external forces to interrupt my lucid motions
Expecting new blossoms in the life, otherwise surrounded by stale situations
Trying to embrace affluent impediments of variations
Yearing for the splendid bonanza of happiness to shower its bliss in expeditions
My focus concentrates on new creative innovations
And the scopes of stress gets eliminated from my usual positions