SoCS: Tossing it Out

I‘m going to toss this out there on a bold dare Launch a message at will while the neighbors fire up the grill I’m a stone’s throw away from saying what I need to say The line shall be cast far out and you’ll know what this is about The pitch is soon to be known without use of a cell phone Catapluted in your direction with a blogger’s affection Propelled as a response to a prompt’s nonchalance Heaved intoRead more

Go Away

I see, said he. What do you want of me? To play in my tree? To speak softly with glee? To be in my face rather than feeding me? I have an answer to all You, human, are my devotee   What shall I make of this? Your camera bliss You have run amiss with your misplaced hubris You created a crisis A supreme antithesis of sleep and rhyme I shall need psychoanalysis whatever the $%#@*&% that is To endRead more

Reflections

Reflections in a mirror Aqua sky, tree, green, atmosphere Reflections on pavement Spokes, frame, gears, the ride Reflections off water Shadow, sunlight, hues, flock of wings Reflections standing guard Neat row, order, vertical, mimicking Reflections circling mind Grateful, content, calm, soulful triumphRead more

Land the Plane, Arrive

To arrive on the other side of pain isolation flying into the sun Find patience   To arrive down river of anxiety stress knotted shorts Breathe, dammit   To arrive across the bridge of fear sadness laying in the mud Ignore angry trolls   To arrive without delay detour roads closed fixing flat tires Avoid potholes   To arrive on land sanity intact clear-headed peaceful in meditation Let go of smelly dung   To arrive on the other side isRead more

SoCS: In This Joint

What is this joint, where I sacrifice? It’s barren, lonely, dark What is this place, where I walk? The path of crushing pain Why am I here? What have I done, my friends to deserve this horrid end? Have I not loved you enough? Not forgiven you enough? I thought I kept you well fed. Yet, here I am. In this joint, this Calvary, I spend my final hours, alone and with bretheren. Eating, hanging out, walking in a gardenRead more

Rain on Fleshy Cheeks

Stop Inhale life Exhale sadness Draw in the earthiness of rain It cleanses pavement Soaks into human joy Stop Inhale life Exhale fear Feel the moist tears from heaven On our fleshy cheeks Tears of peace Flooding hearts with calm Stop Inhale life Exhale doubt Allow the rain to wash it Away to the gutter, the sewer Positive thoughts form a puddle In which to stomp and play Stop Inhale life Exhale the unimportant Let go of frivolous everything FindRead more

Warmth of a Smug Embrace

At last you show your face smiling, glowing a bit smug absent you were betrayer deserter hiding in ashiness depression cover of darkness for days twelve or more I could not see your smile or feel the warmth of an embrace damp tired is what I felt and sleep wanted to sleep You’re here now giving life and breath to my soul I love to soak up your being praise your existence fall to the ground thank God for withoutRead more

Grumbles and Yawns

Monday morning comes ’round on the whisper of fleeting darkness It spreads across the horizon in hues of navy and crimson or surrounded by the mist of winter’s fog New life, new breath New work week Monday never knows what joy or sadness or need of coffee it brings It simply is Accepted as a day to start over or cursed by the loss of the past two days Monday is both love and dread Smiles and frowns Monday followsRead more

SoCS: A Knowing Hound

Ow! said the sparrow to the cat Why do you chow on me like that? Cat had no reply other than meow and furrowed his shaggy brow   Ow! said the cat to the dog Why do you plow over this mog? Dog smirked at the tailless fellow and pointed to the sparrow   You’re being mean and unmellow! Listen to the creature bellow! So what? said the uncaring cat Why must I be a hallowed diplomat?   Ow! saidRead more

With Open Wings

As I sit on a cloudy afternoon, listening to a feline snore, I think of the past few days and the people I truly adore. I feel the love of family and friends and the season of His birth. The hugs, the smiles and hopeful wishes for peace on this great, colorful earth. Surrounded by a gentle spirit and the gift of open wings, the knowing glance of an expectant child while the church emphatically sings. Never mind the giftsRead more

SoCS: Kohl’s and Prose

I do not have a flyer in hand I do not have an ad under nose Only a mailing filled with prose The Kohl’s twenty percent has been used And the five dollar bonus too Toward pretty sweater of teal blue I threw the fast food coupons away Into the garbage last week with the remnants of a smelly leek Internet has been a special friend Spending here, spending there A little bit of a credit card tear Searched forRead more

SoCS: Another Left Turn

The way I travel to work is filled with lines and blue skies and an airport fence. It’s straightness follows a curve, a detoured right turn, a left turn, then up a hill. Past houses both small and hugely expensive, past groves of green and yellow trees, past a trail crossing. Another left turn. Driveways on the left, a narrow road, the foliage of green weighs heavy on a barrier fence. Almost there and then I stop. The light isRead more