Below the calmness on the surface
A red-hot fire rages
Some days not even a ripple
Some days I boil over
A day without a giant leap forward
And my compass spins and spins
I’m a weapon of mass creation
Find me, aim me, use me
Category Archives: Original Poetry
Out (202/365)
Rattling this cage
There must be a way out
I’m tired of the fear
The isolation
The mind is an itchy trigger finger
She makes me nervous
And I’m so close to taming that beast
Charming that snake
Yes, I’m the peaceful warrior
Tall, proud, dressed in white
Riding my mare through the clouds
I protect my kingdom and rule with majesty
We, the people, with our faces to the sun.
Two Lovers (201/365)
What if I only wrote love songs?
Who would I be if I left this body?
Why do you want me so badly?
Where would I go if you led me?
What would I see with your eyes?
I want ten more years to play the game
Of efficiency, currents, and flow
Then what will you make of my living anchor
Who parked me so close to you?
Please show us mercy and resurrect us
As I was lost without him
Or if he is, in fact,
My tether to your world
If so, reel us both in together
Greater (200/365)
Mirror lakes, cliffs
Rainbow slicks
Gentle waves and blue skies
Puffy clouds
Clean air
Wildflowers
Clear light
Sunkissed
Just right
Blend (199/365)
You won’t become an outlier
Buying the shine off a star
Be satisfied on your path
Recognize what fits
Sometimes our simple lives
Look empty from the inside
But you are not the one stirring your pot
The master chef decides when you are seasoned
You can scream like the lobster
Wither like greens
Escape and burn like steam
Or you can give of yourself and blend in beautifully
Satisfying all who partake
And bringing pride to your name
Dark Day (198/365)
Many malicious smiles
Light up the basement
Make it all go away
Give me some of that good lovin’
Makin’ a pizza with the blacklight on
Fried the onions.
Let’s eat! This cancer’s killin’ me.
A lick on the cheek
A wet nose
Silly sweetness on a dark day
Shakin’ (197/365)
It was the party of the decade
Laughin’
Dancin’
Feelin’ good, movin’ smooth
Then the earthquake
Split the room in two
Half bracing the floor
Half dazed and confused
It killed the mood
But they understood
Sons & Daughters (196/365)
Brothers and sisters of another kind
I recognize the artist in you
The leader, the achiever
The sensual, life-thirsty
Soul reader
The moon watched as we were born
Together, years apart
The sun rose twice and kissed our crowns
Kings and queens of a new world
Sparkle (195/365)
We must be the lucky ones
Loving this life
Despite its twists and turns
And forever closed boxes
We shine in the good times
Hold hands in the bad
Meet each day with awe
Over deep-seeded joy
When we draw closed the curtains
They cheer for an encore
We oblige in gratitude
And give them a show
Creatures Rising (194/365)
Pole to pole
Flying low
See how scared they all are?
Moving fast
The slow thought dumb
And ignored in the awards
Mate or judge
Rear or work
Fix yourself
The ego loves not
The more you hurt
The more to fix
The squeeky wheel
Should take the grease