Poems

This back-and-forth 'tis like a balm

a championship match of righting wrong

quite identical to an ad-libbed song

which moving lifts us well and strong

I exactly know of what you speak

yet solace with You's all I seek

and amended 'tis my heart with thee

as I've found dark, unstable me

Now naught one thing you can say

that'd make me grimace, turn away

nor anything which you might do

to stop me from always loving you

I'm forgiveness here for everything

understanding shadows, you may bring

but take your wrongs with grains of salt

and own the parts where I'm at fault 

I'm reminded of our chance to think

we're in the clear, well past the brink

of mournful regret and anguished cries

in a place remembering happy eyes

I'm mortified again you see

To think you might be mad at me

I do not want to hurt the lamb

Who bleeds as silent as the clam

I'm mortified I hope you know

To think I dealt another blow

I do not want to make you sore

I do not want this anymore

I'm mortified and must confess

I am the one who made this mess

I do not want to be an ass

But please give me another pass

I'm holding on by a hair, just barely getting by, as my fear and perplexation rise daily

I'm fighting strong urges to lash out verbally, to blame others, number 2 on her list

I'm not much for outright denials and I now believe there's no one to argue with

however, no doubt I'm definitely bummed out, saddened to my core by karmic fate

yet I feel at peace, have a sense of the 'alright', and carry a consciousness of letting go

because I'm content with my entire life, and quite happy to have arrived at who I am

but I'm focusing on my behavior, while intuitively thinking I'm going to go out okay

What would Arthur Miller say

With his last remaining breath

Did he really comprehend

The bewilderment of death

What would William Shakespeare write

With his final feathered quill

Did he meet his end with grace

Thus devour the bitter pill

What would all the authors say

With both feet now in the grave

Did they truly understand

Life's a thing no one can save

Goddamned son-of-a-bitch cock sucking whore!

Why I just don't give a fucking rat's ass anymore

Yeah, won't be too much longer now

But we had our fun in the sun

The ocean combers letting up

The hang loose riding all but done

Yeah, the sets are nearly finished

But we carved some curls in our lives

The frothiest waves and wipes outs

The gnarliest surfer high-fives

Yeah, almost time to pack it in

But we sure had more than our share

The roller coaster clacking back

The sun going down like a flare

Well, I'm getting my affairs in order

though not much of consequence going on

as I don't have lots of business to attend to

so, I've time for sing-alongs with the swan

The friends on my Facebook aren't many

so, the loved ones at my service will be few

yet still I've nearly gratefully concluded

that I've simply done the best I can do

I'm an airplane glued together like Balsa

a flying feather pushing gusts of fresh air

so, here at the seventh stage of acceptance

I'm finally feeling naught au contraire

I'm a flier with hope plucking heartstrings

reaching up for just one more penned poem

so, I'm satisfied with all things reminiscent

and soaring lightly now above Earthly loam

I don't know what gets into me

It comes from someplace deep inside

A fiend that rears its ugly head

Like Doctor Jekyll's Mr. Hyde

I don't know why it lives in me

It does not pussyfoot around

Perhaps I learned it from my Dad

A man who wrestled with the hound

I don't know how or when or why

It seems to be a rooted curse

A foible I must ride herd on

And bear for better and for worse

I don't care what happens when I'm gone,

right now, I want women, wine, and song

It doesn't matter who I hurt to skip ahead

play nice as losers and then you are dead

Nobody gives a damn, and neither shall I

life is a hopelessness and then we all die

But I'll tell you this I'm going to get mine,

regardless manifesting a miserable time!

Some fairy tales do not come true

For evilness is hard to beat

The specious smiles of wickedness

So spurious and sickly sweet

And yet some fairy stories last

For humankind is sorely flawed

The greed of human heartlessness

A villainous and vicious fraud

Some fairy tales are here to stay

For goodness is a timeless tale

The crimes of immorality

Badness that goes beyond the pale

And still some fairy stories teach

For honor is a living thing

The human heart a place of love

Kindness its true and rightful king

Yeah, I'm going to leave her today

because she's not paying me enough attention

so, I'm looking up Airbnb right now

yep, she's on her phone way too much

and she doesn't do enough around here

so, I'm going to throw our love away

yes, toss it into the dumpster of a million regrets

flush it down the toilet of stumbling forward and always looking back

of destroying her to prove my point, that I'm right and she's wrong

oh, I'll throw my baby out with my toxic bathwater

and sabotage my pathetic waste of a life one more miserable time