night walker

friend to all the zombies

i study text

enjoy watching ink dry

the apple of your eye

hugs and kisses galore

a friend to drugs and booze

   

blowing the sky away

 

Oh the majesty of the deep blue sky

Most productive factory of amazement

It really goes on forever you thought

For an opportunity to experience

The same sky in other time zones

No sight since can really compare

You stretch out as if not watched

I turned my back for selfish reasons

Scared of the vastness your holding

Beauty beyond your inner vision

Old typed letters and stenciled birds

Mortality makes me misinterpret mystery

Wicked unbridled need for assistance

Forever doesn’t exist anymore

  

Find me

 

Romance is not dead its just buried deep

A thickened hide covers the sore spot

Callused hearts are unbreakable locks

Where did you get that key you wear?

How long has it hung on your neck

A guilty conscience is my copilot

Navigated by my pure bewilderment

When you whisper it sure to find me

Humming birds planting thoughts

Youll know where to find me

If I wander you will seek me out

Direction loses meaning, Im here

Im a fruit thats yours to peel away

Scared children under my hearts bed

I know youve been standing there

Watching through old cracked doors

Speed reading the book of my life

Scanning my old broken sidewalk

Weeds of insecurity on the rise

Your attentive eyes fuel their growth

Panic like a rising tide washing me

Youre the moon shifting the seas

Driving a cold wind against me

Mother Nature held in your breast

A summer rain now a spring sun

I fall through the seasons tonight

Sleeping moments like waking years

Past folly so distant in my heart

All is foreign and forever forgotten

Bondage is broken, soul soaring

Shedding all fear of the future

Peal away the pain of the present

The future finding fond feeling

Basking in your gaze Im reborn

Piercing eyes finish the story

An opening door to happiness

Light flooding in behind you

Seeing you I remember myself

Security surrounds your silhouette

Clinging to you to remember me

    

lace sailed explorers

 

A high mast with lace sails

Silken fingers of winter gales

vastness to never be charted

Way back to where it started

Started on a voyage from here to there

Back to wondering how long youll fair

 

inside you but never in your face

Incapable of finding your place

The beauty of being blinding

shadows there for the finding

A horizon of immeasurable danger

Future looks back like a stranger

 

Mangled up past, of shield and sword

Remembering pleasure, oh the reward

Forgetting your path thought to be odd

Whispering song from the lips of god

Ignore your intuition, logic doesnt belong

Caution in the wind which sings your song

 

That glimpse into what you call out to

dreams making you rise without a clue

constellations above are a tangle

Knots of yarn, distance and angle

Reeling, you grasp for what was lost

Water and weight leaving you tossed

 

Struggle all you want because you must

Rising sails wanting to enslave every gust

whim of progression holding you bound

Every thing that was lost must be found

needs ignore evolution

Reverting to a solution

 

To not bend to the will of surrounding

Thus has been the path, the drowning

Sinking, seeing the lights hem

On the other hand ceasing them

A wicked silver thread breaks through

The Mastering of chaos that finds you

A wicker maze leading you by the bit

 

Bite down and mold to where you fit

settle into a thrown where you sit

Awakening to your own voice

The sleeper still has a choice

The remembrance of your constant growth

Why on your deathbed is there an oath

 

as sure as the water line is rising

your buoyancy seems so surprising

swallow what is and sprout from the dead

written and read has been done and said

everything has been done, why fight it

find comfort in growth from where you sit

that is your ego

you probably think this poem I about you.

It cant be, its mine mine mine

  

Sk8 or die

 

Standing dark parking lots everywhere

Jumping over the bush at the end of the sidewalk

Down at the beach stopping traffic so alls clear

Rediscovering aspects of old locations

Seeing a handrail and assigning new use

Holding a new value and uniqueness

Counting stairs to beat personal bests

Dragging feet and slapping shoes go hand in hand

Pants worn straight through

Laying there on the ground seconds after disaster

Broken proof of attempts and resolve

Rough curbs wearing your subtle validity

Hands with wounds the size of eyes

Clenching your teeth on hills youve walked

Deafening rumbles mask all other sounds

Tapping into the hidden energy of momentum

Inertia focuses your life to a moment

Feeling so vulnerable but indestructible

Soft skin and asphalt eye each other

You take me everywhere so differently

Framing the world through new opportunity

Picture peoples personal progress

Watching fears shed and linger in the past

Under buzzing light so simply satisfied

Making the best of everything within reach

Body breaking slowly and swiftly together

Broken boards now broken brittle bones

Flat pads of smooth surface a draw

Flaws in design are ours to grind

Bonds built on endless summer nights

Curb side life every waking hour

It used to be so simple.

  

16mm pornos

Like badly dubbed movies

Mouths move, slaves to script

Forgotten films frosted frames

Glazed eyes in silhouettes moving

Backdrops beginning before birth

Scattered cans litter the foreground

Panoramic perfection pauses

A lapse in judgment captured

Stolen soliloquies dance awkwardly

Fevered nights in the cutting room

Sweated bullets piercing cotton

Soaked scenes spliced smoothly

Wicked grins hidden by smirks

Subtle differences to untrained eyes

Un strained eyes focus on fiction

Blurred boundaries as backdrops

Just act natural, lose the lens

Dramatic gestures speak volumes

Can natural be foreshadowed?

Sun faded fragments all age old

Orange drives its way inside

Tinted pleasures a foreign forum

Things tiny eyes dream about

Folded silk sheets forever stained

Floral fabric frames debauchery

Posed pleasure masquerades pain

Submission lurks in empowerment

False pride parades as power

Cum shots on thirty year old film

Pride pierced by poverty

A constant

  

Frozen Statue

 

A collection of dust lies at your feet

Cruelty is your broom and your cheat

No wind stirs it but it hangs in the air

Knotted thoughts seep out your hair

Plastic people’s smiles hide your soul

At a life long cost you pay your dole

Creative conjunctions can collapse

Repeated reasons returns in relapse

Riddles echo around porcelain crowns

Unlit passion useless like ghost towns

Innocent animals look up to ponder you

Wasted purity the wind blows through

You’re the statue of blue smoky glass

Overgrown in a shady field of grass

Beautiful music trapped deep inside

On a slippery slope you chose to slide

Wandering reasoning neglected god

Hiding under silk blankets on the nod

Sunlight never melting ice cold hearts

Dark muse different from how it starts

A wind never coming to clear the mist

Frozen hand forever in a clenched fist

Hazy nights looking inside your core

The sea sick sailor dreaming of shore

Busy forgetting trying not to remember

The shadow of a statue dark as December

The Escape of doves from rusty cages

In your perfect prison trapped for ages

A Smokey devil grasps your cold hand

Feet slowly covered by the rising sand

Letting go is the easiest path to choose

A beautiful statue with nothing to lose

Heavy hand always leaving its mark

Alone on the hill in the shadowy park

   

our little temple

  

dancing with your body

a sweating skinned touch

glow with me as we move

build up this feeling together

collect a physical momentum

the bliss I feel inside you

smooth heat you hand me

swallowing ever part of me

forgetting all when with you

days passing without worry

above you and behind you

all over your body so slowly

pushing my face against you

your mouth against mine

the smell and taste of only you

moments turning to hours

you and I being together here

I pull your hair as you bite down

staying inside and not moving

holding you so tight it hurts

it hurts so to let go of your body

eyes racing around and closing

biting your lip with your on me

windows open for all to see us

your salty skin against my tongue

roaming all over you so gladly

your heavenly landscape is mine.

 

Winter Winds

 

Crystal waters so clear and blue

Turn to white caps with gusts

Growing swells from the same

Placid surface churns together

Whispers of wind compel it

Sudden strokes raise the stride

The danger lurks in beauty

Teal turns to rippled madness

Liquid fabric folds to behold

Building momentum collects

Unleashed power from calm

Tsunami coasts breath deep

Sighing in relief and release

Age old ocean known before

Perfect patterns relapse readily

Tragic beauty laced with malice

Strokes of a lifting blue brush

Whistling winds agitate aquatics

Breaking of the storm warns

Weight of oceans wrath past

White caps pass flat as glass

Beautiful blue to teal resume

As storm clouds fail to loom

Gladly gone, good bye grief

  

boy i feel stupid now

 

your eyes devious little reflection

I'm so wide eyed and open to you

feeling the heat of your breath

backlash of your mouth and words

let me be the first to thank you

a special place has never so easy

my nest egg has hatched and flown

chirping sweet songs for my ears

your wings are so soft and strong

your twists and turns astound me

complete comfort I've never known

a world of amazement and happiness

thankfullness to you is immeasurable

blessed by some falling blinding light

the clearing of clouds open so bright

the open oceans rise to meet our feet

caring me away daily to the moon

consolations connect above our path

collecting my thoughts i profess love

looking up at you I'm in awe always

your back lit silhouette so beautiful

the end of a long winding county road

an amazing grace explains you totally

luckily along for the ride of my life

  

The Maiden Voyage

 

Creative features of the beauty of pain

Gift of grief gladly gone by the wayside

Grieving hurtfulness so ugly yet vane

Cascading ships wander along and glide

The bubbling streams of conscience flow

Boat side manner wasted on wandering

Blind explorers glad to be, nowhere to go

Stained silk hung high after laundering

My wandering eyes that are finally fixed

Wavering voices sing songs of high praise

Collaboration of joy and pain deeply mixed

Feeding on emotions getting by for days

Voyages in the vastness of a hoping heart

Gaping holes in logic and reason grinning

Despair dissipates steadily from the start

Smiles full of doubtful waterfall’s beginning

Shining teeth with growing gaps grind

Currents pull through the missing space

Twisted bodies of water glassy and wind

Lingering moments dictate life’s cruel pace

It’s driving you to the void of discontent

The winter of a steely cold liquid field

Pasts fade away leaving spirits bent

Horizon’s healing is a soul’s high yield

The forgettable misfortune lingering on

The wind and sun touch your bowed back

Warmth of every day ordinary not yet gone

sun sprouts beginning the fade from black.

  

looking at the sun

 

lifting light lengthens my days in heaven

sunlit fields next to your waving shape

whispers of past, present, future pleasures

vision of perfection specifically just for me

time stands still in your beauty and word

hypnotized by the mere thought of you

a voice constantly calling me to your side

missing pieces of me live in your heart

flourishing like the stars in the sky above

your kindness consumes me completely

smelling your soft skin as you sleep quietly

your choice to no needlessly bend my will

so absolutely yours, forgetting I’m my own

moments under your eyes linger endlessly

forgive me caught in your lovely light, frozen

freeing my soul from rusted old shackles

allowing me to soar along side your magic

able to run and jump and dance and love.