Poems

Every experience I've had,

inre paying money for sex

Waits lonelier and hornier

Even here now confronted by a past's toxic conditioning,

I'm compelled to lash out, scalding baby with bath water

but for all my well enough with strength enough I shan't

No, I don't like other people

so put yourself in their shoe

Don't wanna be in that shoe

yes, my another foot exactly

When I stormed asea spitefully enraged

my torn raft distressed with painful loss

both buoy lights awaited gentler silence

Thank-you for typing wisen runes to me

your lifetime of properly metered loving 

is a consistently bright navigational star

I built the scaffolding, traded my laboring

with heartfelt plank wooden works of love

In my due diligence, I used common sense

recalled reap what you sow fits like a glove

The delicate humor in ridiculous,

is something I don't want to miss

holding sight of this's what I'll do

Funny bones here now close to us

guising just beneath preposterous

'tis true I hope you'll see them too

This place of joy, is where I am

and point I want to stay 

forever and a day, with you

My open heart, so full of love

beats alive upon our Earth

counting all the worth, inside you

I'm feeling some sunshine, whenever we're together

getting giggly and playful, regardless of the weather

I'll always remain, floating on bliss

yes, really happy as a lark

grateful just to be a part, of you

The coconut undertones in my mango,

are light and sweet as a pineapple ring

this essence upon a fruit lover's tangos

captures gracefully the delicious I sing!

Poetry humanities equivalent,

summing up all things shoved

into one fronted here and now

Words of Homo-sapient minds

a tsunami's experienced debris

cascading earth's crusty stones

Ideas for new poems dart into my head

as thoughts shocked by a slipping fault,

kaleidoscope ghosts jump dim on shiny

amnesia's art conjures disappearing ink

I'm worried our glum silence might be forever now

my blunt emotion is sharp weight suspending rock

all bound sadness and fault's nothingness I do own

still pure uncle love remains in store for future talk

Barclay Stupone's a very renowned man 

least that's what he's partial to spouting

but when ten kms out he capsizes a boat 

him alone and heavy seas begin pouting

You don't know who I am Stupone howls

as both sloop and all hoping slip asunder

I've not raft or jacket, so I make a promise

to fix everything I'd previously blundered

Hours treading tidally in tempered brines

holds Barclay roiling in deep saline pickle

now showing 'pon dawn, comes a fish God

surfaced dorsal fin as Grim Reaper's sickle

Why won't you see who I am asks Stupone 

great white grin marking curious bumping

no defensive reply has boss shark enacting

munching poor Barclay's patella dumpling