Archive for February, 2017


Small Price


Loud, angry and ridiculously giving – the world is far too quiet

Friend is gone and I hate it- don’t say it please

Loyal to family of blood and family of choice – principles can’t be buried

Time crawls without anecdotal words of life, sports and politics

Can’t you post on Facebook from heaven? Forget I said that. Just rest

It doesn’t matter – we all selfishly demand more

No substitute for your moral outrage that issued lovely rants

No replacement for your unfettered joy with loved ones around

No duplication for quiet moments of tenderness – so much more

The ache still invades this world – small price to pay

Your flawed people gladly pay for the honor of mourning you

 

 

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Rising from your expletive business to my blameless hovel

Of course I hear your uncivil war – was that bone cracking

Nine-one-wretched-one … perhaps dropping weighted noise on battered floor?

Christian rock via giant woofers – Can that redirect his drunken rage?

Go on down steps, bang on door –ready for a projectile weapon.

Not so frail waif opens door – It’s eerily quiet with palpable reasons.

Bits of human liquid and innards not far from massive corpse of who cares

Sorry for the noise, utters tiny chance survivor, we were ill but I am now well

Perfect Little Lady


Unquenchable urge to run, play, fall and always be late

Baptismal mud, scraped knees and palms

Joyful little warrior child … cautious at home’s tricky door

Chuckles, disapproving glares, authoritative bellows

Domestic minefield has been traversed – go bathe 

No dolls, tea set or princess garb – bathwater is getting chocolate brown

Is wearing dress or skirt required in real world – specialized rules will apply

Self-ruler years pass, a plethora of debt is somewhat transferred and paid

Quite fierce Harley to work – Senate Floor … Blessed afterwards kickboxing poor sizeable victim

Option Two


Crying due to the strength of a push
It was a gust of cruel wind!
I was an assaulted infant and so I cried
Human comfort came quickly and so I cried
Years made my bones and skin stretch
Push, strikes and fierce gravity
Take it and give back … you are grown.
You’ve been hurt and know your role! Cry, cry
Spiteful laughter and heartless remarks GOD NO!
Human comfort died as I grew .. chose option #2
Will my flesh away via stubborn chants, prayers
Remembering Wind rides above all human frailties

 

Chemistry


Completely absurd but I am sure of this …

Fine weather was dispatched for us

Torrents too were made for this silly couple

Sky fire, rain and us engulfed in power vortex … splendid

All that is womanly and wrong beyond my flesh

I noticed it and you love it, because your heart is brave

That which was hidden within your touch

I claimed it selfishly for my starving heart

I saw the man you truly are in a sea of nomadic souls

The lovely secrets between us is our treasure

Broken timelines are irrelevant for us

We love imperfectly, passionately, quietly and wholeheartedly

No changes necessary… such is our chemistry