The Sharing Soul

I do not own

what comes through

these

gnarly

fingers.

words never fink

like

feelings do

shared

indeed

amongst

flowing

one

into

 another.

the

sharing soul

writes

long

forgotten

lengthy

words

as his own Continue reading The Sharing Soul

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No Atomic Bomb Today

Heed the call to return to

nature’s apocalypse.

Reclaim your animal roots.

walk down a trail

with your dogs a runnin’

over a short bridge with a stream

gurgling.

sing that song that makes you

remember eating your first piece

of pizza after the Continue reading No Atomic Bomb Today

My Muse

At this point

my muse is…

this little piece of me.

I got a few pet peeves.

Don’t call me paranoid,

don’t tease my dog, and don’t make

fun of my poetry,

or I swear

God above will

punish the hell out of

you in ways

you never dreamt of.

Furthermore…

I can’t see any further use for

traditional education.

I’d rather be Continue reading My Muse

The Man Club

Welcome to the Man Club;

that no holds barred psyche

where no wimp has gone before.

There is no leader but yourself

on a path no one has travelled.

It’s not easy being man.

No, not at all.

It might seem so,

because women I am not with now

had frequently told me Continue reading The Man Club

Letters to George

Excuse me for saying,

but I was supposed to tell you

something in the strictest of

confidence.

It took somewhat longer than expected

to tell you

because you and I were busy

kissing and polishing

 the boots of the

Tyrant.

Shhh…

someone could be Continue reading Letters to George

Down the Rabbit Hole

It’s good to get out of the house

and take a stroll

once in a while

hand in hand with the

natural world

when you find that you are asking yourself some of the

same deeper questions about your existence

Like…

‘Why was I born into this misery?’

Or, at least, something close to that…

like Continue reading Down the Rabbit Hole

That Lost Love

That lost haunting love,

still smolders and burns

throughout bittersweet years

the righteous clamp

biting

sharply

around the bleeding heart.

Was it all so glorious as to not cast that

horrible clinging thing

out

deep into the darkness

of a bottomless sea?

That magical elixir

‘forget me not’

drips like Continue reading That Lost Love