Someone told me to fake it,
but how can that be?
That is not me
I'm as real as can be
You don't know me
So, why don't you see?
Fake is not me
Not me

Just breathe, he said
It will all work out
But I have no money or friends
and I am full of doubt

Just breathe, she said
It can't be all that bad
But why does no one want to hire me?
I hope it's not because I'm old and sad

Just breathe, he said
And drink some wine
You'll see, everything will be fine

Just breathe, in and out
It will remove all doubt

But what will I do when
the only reason for breathing
was you?

Is there love in a coffeehouse?
Like those silly Hallmark movies?
Coffee is love
But hides in mystery
In laptops and cell phones
In wandering eyes
And ****** musings
In the buzzing sounds of a lovely brew
To be consumed by you

Chocolate ecstasy on my tongue is
melting my troubles away

Cell phone, oh cell phone
Why won't you ring
Any job will do
I need money
To stuff in my shoe

I want reckless love, the deepest kind of love
The "I can't stay away from you" kind of love
The "you are my destiny" kind of love
The "sleep in and I'll make you breakfast" kind of love
The "I can read your mind" kind of love
The "I have butterflies in my stomach when you're near" kind of love
The "I only have eyes for you" kind of love
The "you have my heart and soul" kind of love
The "I can't live without you" kind of love

I want.... I want love

Will it be latte, espresso, or tea
Daydream coffee drinker, that would be me
Nat King Cole on the audio
Singing about things I already know
People watch
Coffee cup lipstick blotch
Pours the cream to cool the steam
Fearing what the future will bring
I may be living on a shoesting
In a coffeehouse daydream
Things are better than what they may seem

Mystery man at the library
I see how your eyes smiled at me
Wondering what your story might be and
How did you end up working in a library?
My nose in a book as you pass by me
You arise my curiosity
That awakens my sensuosity

I look forward to coffee and donut time
It makes me feel fine
The rain makes it sublime
Coziness is mine
And my loneliness starts to decline

Living on a shoestring, but
I'm enjoying my Spring Fling

Only Prince would know
About daffodils in Spring
What death can bring
Plucked too soon
Blame it on the full moon

Train whistle late at night
Fills me with a melancholy fright
Living in a world that is not right
In the moonlight, past midnight
A late-night blight until the next daylight

You are an undefined illusion
That adds to my confusion
There will be no resolution
But you cannot disguise the truth
Of your tender smile
And shining eyes
And a faraway voice
Of what could possibly go wrong?

Our wires connected
Yes, I saw your glances
And, when our eyes met,
you looked away
Yes, I saw your shyness
And, your face fascinated me
but it wasn't infatuation
it was an electric connection

Eyes searching eyes
In a crowded room
When your smiling eyes meets mine
People disappear
And time stands still
Hypnotize me with your eyes
Craving that drug you give me
When you look at me
Nobody knows
Our secret language
Our fascination
And our fantasies never revealed

Hello poetry
I've been gone for a year
But I'm back to read lines of nonsense prose
And write lines of the subconscious in your ear

When all hope is lost
And your money is dwindling
And your ship is sinking
An angel sent pennies from heaven
It came as a blessing
To end my stressing
To teach me a life lesson, I reckon
Giving me a new direction
To stop the regression and
End my depression

Checkout at the grocery store
I see a penny on the floor
Old lady says don't pick it up
If it's tails, it's bad luck
I wanted to say pennies don't give out bad luck
Destiny has a way of making our lives ****
But instead I just walk away dumbstuck

Did you wonder if
I caught your glances?
Yes, of course I did
and, I know you caught mine
No, it wasn't infatuation
it was a fascination that
your face graces my imagination
Yes, a shared moment,
and then quickly over

Lights the dark
Gives off heat
And smells sweet

I see children play in urban decay
Boarded up homes with dirt and grime
Certainly not pleasing to the eye
Gray urban sprawl glares at me
Even the trees depress me
A closed door to a once-upon-a-time
That faded away into grime
Afternoon turns into evening
The foreboding wind whistles through
Forcing the trees to blow askew
On a past we once knew

Eleanor Rigby lives next door
She yelled at me once about my gutters
Otherwise no words from her have ever been uttered
Alone in her condo, she putters
Is she lonely or just a ******?
Did she suffer at the hands of a lover
And never recovered?

I smell the earth coming back to life
Breathing in the cool air cleanses my soul
I feel whole
I pick up a flower from the ground
I breath in the sweet scent
Listening to love songs
On the audio
A perfect Sunday stroll

I dreamed of you before I met you
A faceless person
I only saw eyes on me
Puzzled eyes
Accusing eyes
Flirty eyes
Wondering eyes
Adoring eyes
Soulful eyes
Your eyes on me
Took my breath away

Don't look at gray clouds for answers
Dull, blurry, nondescript
They cloud the mind
With mystery and uncertainty
Here today but gone tomorrow
Like a dream lover

Don't be shocked when
A scornful mock
Results in a block

Lonely days, soft and cloudy
Lonely nights, sad and sleepy
She binges on Twinkies and whiskey
She's looking for signs of Spring
She's looking for lovers and sounds of laughter
She's looking for any old thing
To come back to life
To end winter's strife

I wonder if you remember
That day in September
When we were together
I still remember your black sweater
Maybe this could last forever
A memory I will always treasure
A cozy dinner in candlelight
It all felt so right
On that harvest moon night
Came a shining white knight
And a kiss at midnight
But when December came
You were no where in sight
The cold winter darkness came
That ended the light

A man smelling of spicy after shave
tickles my nose

City street stillness in the 1960's
Two hippies pushing a baby carriage down the street
A castle building in my vision  
Playground sandbox and swings
Sun shining through the leaves
A soft summer breeze
Reliving a childhood memory
Ingrained in my brain
Attacking all my senses    
When time stood still  
On that perfect summer day

I spend time alone
In my head
Thinking about things
That might have been
Win or lose?
I look within
A dreary day
Can defeat life's purpose
I choose to look beneath the surface
Everything is done on purpose

Searches the room
For your smiling face
That brightens my day
But panic sets in
Because you are not there
Don't be gone forever from my sight
There are things I wanted to say to you
Can't let that moment pass without a clue
I needed clarity from you
We all know how this ends
Radio silence till the end

On world poetry day
I'm a tortured poet
When my ambiguous words
And meanings
Touch your soul

I am you
I am me
I am anybody you want me to be
You can try to mold me
But you cannot control me
Or pigeonhole me
So please let me be

My sweet angel girl, my beloved dog,
I had to let you go
and now I am left sad and all alone
You were a Valentine's puppy, ball of white fur
Remember the summer walks we would take?
Thinking of you makes my heart ache
When I took out my car keys, I can still hear you whine
because you never wanted to say goodbye
I remember your crestfallen face when I needed to scold
Do you remember your first snow?
You didn't want to come back in the house
because you loved it so
Angels will play with you now
And little girls and boys
You will bring them much joy
And when my time is near
I only want happy barks to hear
I'm glad you are now pain free
Please wait for me, Crystal dear

Rest in peace Crystal, love you forever
Until we meet again, my best and loyal friend

Another birthday is here
Suddenly the autumn of my life appeared
As I look back at the years
What did I have to fear?
Suddenly everything is clear
I wasted another year

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and
times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long
gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

Who is winning?

Certainly not me

Let's hear it for the losers

Ollie the neighbor's cat peers in my window
Looking for love and a pet
On a cold autumn day
He mingles in the leaves
I wonder what tale he weaves
As he rubs on me
He believes
He owns me
Like a thief
He steals hearts
Like we are sweethearts

Rain on my window pane
Droplets connecting into a
single chain
Drop by drop
Again and Again
Into a mellow refrain

Washing the earth
Helping to make the flowers burst
The earth is not cursed
Nothing is perverse
In the universe

Another holiday is near and
I am filled with fear
With seeing these people only a couple times a year
Makes me think the invite is insincere
Perhaps no invite this year
Then I'll just stay home, drink a beer and shed a tear

A football game was the call
And I stood tall
A purse full of wishes
Landed in the ditches
Should have trusted my intuitions
On a Trailways bus
Mile after mile
Losing my inhibitions

A slip on the ice can ruin your life
An injured hand
Fingers don't bend
Let's not pretend
This is a life in descend
Looking for a godsend
To unbend a hand and
A fragile life to contend