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I heard dawn's break through drowsy dreams
Its silver feet upon the roof
Eaves shiver wet, excuses spring
With murmured sounds, my reason schemes
To burrow down and doze aloof
Remembering, now, a distant place
A childhood bed, the warm embrace
to stretch my arms with no regrets
And see that place...and rainbows, yet
From crayons of time, I can't forget
I loved the rain upon the grass
Beyond the margins framed by glass.
A sense of time with mute caress,
Will find the place my soul resides
I'm still a child, and so it goes
I'll play outside in mud-drenched dress
I'll dance and play in soggy clothes
With sticky earth between my toes
My one excuse to stay in bed
to dream,....and turn my childhood loose
As the rain comes pouring down, and patters against my window sill,
I think of you, and how wonderful you make me feel. How much I truly
love you, like I love the rain; with all of my heart and all of my soul.
It (the rain) and you make me feel so young and vibrant. Even though I
am old and far from a spring chicken these days. I hear the wind blow the
storming skies around and think of how you breathe on my neck, giving me
soft kisses, and breathing quietly in my ear.
Then my mind wanders to your kiss. Your kiss that is so soul searching,
and passionate. Your blue eyes that look at me and sparkle, like they are
two sapphires on display for their brilliance.
As I wander through my memories of you, I think of how perfect our
bodies fit together, snuggling close, and nothing could feel more right.
You are the man of my dreams. The one I dreamed of often and asked for
from the Goddess & God on my 366th day and initiation of choosing my path.
The one man on the entire planet that matches my passion, intelligence, sexuality, and mindfulness of others in the world.
I find I need you more and more every day.
And oh how I miss you, so very much. My love for you goes deeper than
any ocean, goes higher than any mountain, and encompasses my entire existence, each and every day.
Yet there is a sadness in my heart, with teardrops streaming down,
as I remember and realize, we will never take this love of ours to the
next level. It will always remain a rendezvous. A stolen moment,
locked away where no one will ever see us together.
That golden moment is better than nothing at all, so I push the sadness
away for a short time, wipe my eyes dry, so that I might just enjoy
you for these stolen moments.
And the rain storm silently leaves the sky with thunder
echoing off the mountain tops...
And so it goes...
Dressed to impress, nails cleaned hair combed
shoes polished and wearing cologne
Everything in his mind rehearsed
but whatever he said come out for the worst
Did you like my big gas guzzling machine
My views are extreme green
You look even prettier today
Was I uglier then
Have you lost weight
I was always thin
He stumbles and fumbles with words to say
nothing is coming out the right way
The waiter brings bread to save the day
As she stares at him like he's on display
Poor boy keeps sounding stupid
I like a juicy steak
I am a vegan
My high school was named Reagan
I graduated from Obama
You look a lot like your mama
She is my step mother
Finally the waiter brings their meals
the evening has a cool cool chill
Poor boy keeps sounding stupid
I root for the Sooners
Orange I bleed
I go to church
I don't see the need
asking for the check
as she walks out to leave
The evening a bomb
everything wrong
He goes back to the table to leave a tip
A waitress spills soup on him as she trips
So sorry that shirt looks new
He smiles as he says Don't I know you
She's off the clock and they have a chat
They were childhood friends that went way back
Everything he said was met with her smile
as the evening dwindle and the morning rosed
They agree to date and so it goes
Maybe just maybe it wasn't him
sounding stupid back then.
Amethyst
From the depths within the deepest wells
Amidst our friendship
A confection of sorts
The darkest of all that dwells
A blissful taste of blindness
Tends to saturate this darkness
Inside a living world of Hell
Spoken words that HATE is stirred
And so it goes as The Devil grows
A cauldron
Inside I fell
Wished to death and cast His spell
Naked eyelids from behind us fell
Bound in endless MADNESS
Damned to eternal SADNESS
Forsaken as He chimes His bell
For whom it tolls
Blackened spirits rose
And so it goes as The Devil grows
A resurrection of forgotten Souls
Shadows of faceless strangers
Dance and play in the face of danger
Silenced without a tongue to tell
Masquerading these dark secrets
Then we laugh as it's laced We drink it
With this knot I slipped into my hole
It's a Fairy Tale in the Hell we know
And so it goes as The Devil grows
With blood as my tears
Stay Gold
I always intended to love you
Alone.
In secret, in silence, inside, and safe.
I was prepared for the unrequited, for inevitable desire and disappointment,
Spectate, distance, move on,
And be the subject of a one-sided love.
And all the while, you meant each lingering glance to
Linger.
Our eyes knew how to talk before we ever spoke of love or lovers.
I inferred what was hidden there, untold.
I was right to assume, to hope that there was more,
For there was, is, and so it goes.
I love you. Still secret, but now not alone.
I am afraid of what this makes me, but fear knows blood like love knows blood.
And so, knowingly, I let you bleed as you make me
Love.
Don't stand so far away, although I know you must.
My first sleepless night without you.
Gotta Play the Game
by Odin Roark
Okay
There's this big choice
Pack it in
Or play the game
So it goes with
That societal barometer
Called Retirement
Some of us
Know nothing of such nonsense
Others
Well
Their club dues
And tee time fees
Speak another language
Now the game
Has many rules
Make up your own
If you wish
It's all about beating
That dumb death trap
Called Retirement
So
For those of age-be-damned mindset
Put it out there
Youth is more than a state of mind
It's craziness never subdued
Give the creaky joints
Some Glucosamine and Chonodroitin
Slap on the skin goo for liver spots
****'m if they don't like suspenders
Or mumus
Eat your veggies though
Fox News even supports that
Avoid sobriety
And trip into wherever you need to be
‘cause
No one knows
Where you need to be
Better than your stubborn self
Which is an earned right of passage
The other way
With a shot of Jack in your paw
You're that person that's always wanted
Adventure
Freedom
Your own experience
And just a little bit of
Wisdom for a chaser
C'mon kids of "Age Be Damned"
Time to parrrrrtttteeeee!
Let me rap to you about where I'm from.
Sidewalks are broken, weeds grow through the cracks.
The people that use them are like the sidewalks,
broken and bummed out.
They have handles like Turkey, Louie the Bum, Sand man.
No one's hip to their real names.
They all think they're righteous.
Me, they call me Kid, so don't be freaking out,
no one cares, it is what it is.
All we care about is the hustle.
The next minute, then the minute after.
So it goes.
This, is my school, I'm hip to it.
In these alleys, on these sidewalks,
where no one can tell if the garbage man came,
where rainbows are neon, books are painted words,
scrawled on concrete walls.
It's where you can get sliced for a joint,
and die for seeing what you shouldn't.
It's cool, don't sweat it.
It's another realm man, so don't flip your wig.
No manicured grass here, only advertisements for whiskey.
Are you hip to it, what I'm laying down.
Listen up my brother, cause I'll be bookin.
In this place, pain is a commodity,
sold by dealers and pimps.
Can you dig it.
I gotta split man, before the fuzz comes.
So hang loose, I gotta drop a dime,
to my connection.
Maybe I'll catch you on the flip side.
1960's slang
contest..Talk the Talk and Walk the Walk
We get so caught up in right and wrong, discussing it is this that will benefit us and that that will harm us, we get so caught up and tired and so very thoughtful on things that don’t even matter as much, we have to learn to deal with circumstances of our wrong or right behavior, cause fussing over it won’t end it or alter it.
And be brave enough to accept it and conceive the will to change what does not fit you perfectly, we are perfectionists in our own eyes, we distress over the smallest of imperfections and please on the even smaller of perfections
We are simple yet we yearn to complicate that simplicity and change it into something that makes us get along less, we love with our fullest and dream of the many happy days to come yet we know they will never, we are optimists to tragedy and pessimists to hope, we want and want and never stop wanting, we give our all and except our all to be given back to us, but it doesn’t, and we are left with missing pieces that were given by us so we lose ourselves and forget how hard we built them and how many and how much we’ve been through, we go through heaven and would think heaven is to always stay heaven but this world aint perfect in our eyes and something is always missing, someone is always discontent with this heaven we long for so we lose it and lose all those dreamy castles on the clouds for thoughts that demolished them .
And then comes the ache of those beautiful heavenly memories on those clouds with those hearts that were so light, and that light goes off and we are left with this darkness we try to escape, but we see no way out, we look and look for any illusion of that slight precious light and yet we fail although we glimpse it sometimes, live it for a few moments sometimes only to robbed the next morning where wed want it to shine so brightly and so it goes and so we live, blinded but alive, ceasing to look for any more light
And so it comes, engulfing us all, with impassive pitchy shadows, we are lost, we are lightless, we are indifferent to all that comes, we have reached hell.
(“Red Tree in Blue Sky”, 2020, original encaustic)
Seems that every time I think I’ve got it made
Got it worked out, finally got it smooth
Something always comes along
And it gets snatched away
And I’m back to zero, again.
Again and again, and so it goes,
I’ve worked so hard
To get it back to zero again.
Seems that every time I finally make some ground
Make my mark, set down some stakes
Something always comes around
And takes it all away
And I’m back to zero, again.
Again and again, and so it goes
I’ve worked so hard
To get it back to zero again.
Yeah, and I’m back to zero again.
(2/18/26)
It began...
One day in a far off land where roamed the fearsome Chanticleer.
There lived a mighty military man of rank, if not of prowess.
He sought to tame the wily beast to bend it to his purpose
and dress its unsavory meat with secret herbs and spices.
And so it goes, the word was passed to every town and village,
to every man of strength and worth, "Come join our quest...
and feed the hungry children."
From far away the call was heard and answered by a chevalier,
who sought his fame and fortune.
He joined the ranks of other men to best the bird in battle,
and lead his hand to take a stand for all that's good and honored.
To journey long he caught a strong and fire breathing dragon,
shining bright its scales alight he flew for many hours.
The light grew dim as the beast gave in and landed on its talons.
Soft and round they touched the ground and squealed like pigs in fallow.
Alighting from the silvery beast and eager for the challenge,
he gathered with a band of knights at a local tavern
for a place to stay and to plan a way the beast to slay,
when he saw the king's young daughter.
He stared agog like a love sick dog as he laid his eye upon her,
exotic was she with her silken skin and gentle and elegant manner.
She looked at him and he saw her grin which took his breath away.
The princess sighed and winked her eye, a different beast she hunted
Her hair aglow in soft warm tones her golden eyes aflutter.
A spell she cast to lure her catch and imprison him in her dungeon.
The knight of old, his soul she stole, his quest was now forgotten.
And so it's told of a love so bold, a man's love for another,
Her hero now with a different vow, a new quest did he follow.
He asked the king,"May I give a ring, to your lovely daughter?"
The king agreed, eager was he, to find this girl a husband.
They moved away to a magical place, a kingdom unlike others,
where kids can play and sing all day and irritate their mothers.
Through many days both bright and grey they strove to love each other
Though times were hard they made their way, their problems just a bother
She bore for him, as time ticked on, two gentle loving daughters,
and there he stayed until old age as husband and as father.
...and they lived happily ever after.
09/16/15