Poem: Melpomene Muse of Tragedy

When the sun of my life was shining
The ink on my quill was bone dry
The words on paper had vanished
Under a tongue wet with drink
Flowing with boisterous laughter
Fates must have known I strayed

Poem: Strawberry Sweet

Strawberries red ripening in the sun
Ready to be plucked off and savored
Sucking sweetness from a deep kiss
Juices run down sun kissed skin
Pooling in the corner
Of a lovers smile
Beckoning me
To kissing
Away
Sweet

Poem: What Was Once Big Became Bigger

When I was young
Confined to the playgrounds of youth
The world seemed so large
Full of wide wonder
As I grew older
With the opportunity to explore
Instead of growing smaller
The world now at my fingertips
Continued to grow with my curiosity

Poem: Walking Down an Old Pier Still Changing

Walking down the old pier at sunset
In the shadows of twilight I see
Ghosts sitting at the waters edge
Toes dipped into water cool for May
The heat of summer still months off
Still they linger with toes going numb
Talking and laughing over cups of coffee
Hoping the caffeine will keep them going
Until the earth eclipses the moon

Poem: Open Mic Night Connection

She looks out at the darkness
Extending past the spotlights
Beyond she can hear chattering
Clinking cups and shuffling chairs
Impatient throat-clearing waiting
Taking a big step she walks out
Stepping out onto the stage

Poem: The Situation as it Stands

Two packets of sugar sit between us
Coffee gone cold like the conversation
Neither raising what we need to discuss
Each being held back by reservation
This an unfamiliar hesitation
When we loved each other we loved freely

Poem: A Masochistic Love Letter to a Reluctant Sadist

The whip licks at my back
Like the tongue of an angry lover
Leaving her blood red kisses
In luscious lines down my spine
Exquisite excitement entangled
With excruciating agony teasing
Further aggression in your anger
At my apathy lacking anguish

Poem: Journey on Butterfly Wings

It starts
With discontent
A desire to move on
Towards a newer horizon
Again
Destinations await ahead
Forward to the unknown
Seconds flowing
Onward

Poem: This Magic Moment

This Magic Moment by The Drifters is playing
On the beat up jukebox in the corner
That still takes quarters and plays records
“This magic moment so different and new”
Crones out Ben E. King to bored listeners
In a place that hasn’t seen magic in years

Poem: Sweltering

Day
Breaks
On sand
Suntan skin
Darkening in sun
Sweltering in sweat for pleasure