Archive for April, 2015

27
Apr
15

Summer’s Sun


summer's heat

The all too familiar hum; lawn-mowers manicuring lawns that line the street,
A quaint reminder of the soon to arrive bliss, of Summer’s golden heat.

The brutal cold, the snowy blast of Winter’s storm, desired to be forgot;
Full knowing, it is a painful trial paid, for the most joyful season of four sought.

Much to do about the woes of climate change and, global warming’s effects;
Given the chance to choose between bitter cold or balmy heat, the latter wins I bet.

Though, the ills affecting the world from calamitous, thunderous seasonal storms;
The want to bask under the golden rays of Summer’s Sun remains, for most, the norm.

Advertisements
07
Apr
15

Metallic Bird


metallic bird

Beautiful flight of metallic bird;
Beasts to their unsuspecting prey;
Thunderous loud a cry heard;
Death, destruction, waste laid.

Fierceness to belie swiftness of grace;
Oppressor to innocence, faces unseen;
Deliverance of fire, wrath of human place;
Marvel of creation in defiance of a dream.

Lost to time is history of true purpose;
Distortion of naive inventor’s gleam;
Beautiful flight of metallic bird curses;
What future, humanity, might have been.

02
Apr
15

Rent-boy: Essential Public Service


rentboy

CAUTION: COARSE LANGUAGE

Standing vacant – on a dark street corner
I watch as their cars slowly drift by
Hoping on hope – one will give me a try
Excited by not knowing – who’d they be
If it was for my sex, or maybe just for me

Twenty-four by age, ninety-two by trade
Prostitution is how my living is made
I suck cock for the night’s rent
But if it’s my ass he wants to fuck
Less then a hundred, he’s out-a luck

Competition is stiff, the johns can be cruel
A street-boy has to know there are no rules
I’ve been stabbed – I’ve almost died
Staying out-a trouble means being more then street-wise
The truth of it – you need to look deep into their eyes

A john’s story is written all over their face
You gotta read it before going into a dark place
Once blown – the guilt can change their tune
So money up-front before getting on your knees
Or, with their cum still warm in your mouth, its their fist you’ll see

It’s the godly and righteous who look down at people like me
Little do they know, more often, its their husband’s I see
The desperate who want their cock sucked or a boy’s tight ass
The way I see it, society owes me, more respect
Cause without my kind-a service, a lot-a marriages would be a wreck.

01
Apr
15

Affirmation


tash can

Becoming lost to the magic of written words
Shrewdly made to amuse, others to disturb
Absorbed by their meaning, being consumed
Ignoring distractions, obstacles to attention, that loom

A transfixing story that weaves a scrutable tale
Transporting to nether worlds, excitement to prevail
A tome’s obsession taken to ignoring the fading light
Eyes strained, avoiding and having to make it right

Constructed passages that make emotions rise and fall
Words cleverly composed to melody, heard by all
This mystical and wondrous gift to story’s creation
Becomes testament to a writer’s life – affirmation.

01
Apr
15

A Guiding Hand?


handbw

A guiding hand offered to another without condition
May garner results for which there is no provision
Leading to a need to alter, to make revision
To one’s approach when influencing another’s position

In the end, each mind is shaped toward its destiny,
Often with life’s choices made without consistency;
Some guided by faith of luck, other’s, faith of divinity,
Rendering an outcome that is beyond prescription of remedy.

So one need consider when dealing human behavior,
The lack of results need not be confused with failure;
For outward signs of change are not there to savor,
As each individual, ultimately, is its own and only saviour.

01
Apr
15

A Bond Born


consolation

Freely dancing in the tall grass glade
Memory music shared – reality fades
Wildflowers – vivid colors cascade
Happiness in this moment made

Summer heat on naked skin beams
Lover’s passion kisses – those of dreams
Senses nourished ‘til ecstasy screams
Drifting afloat waves silent – serene

Entwined bodies mimic wind’s spiral
Sharing life energies with no denial
Promises made to test their trial
A love-bond born beyond chance to defile

01
Apr
15

Ultimate Gift


cp  tree of wisdom

Naykd, I lay awake with my thoughts;
Mind-farts, from anguish to joy, brought;
Far too often, not of matters sought
But, facing my reality, all I’ve got.

Relief, derived by expelling the curse;
Expunged to avoid a mental burst;
Once experienced, knowing its worst;
Alternative, is the last ride in a hearse.

Joy and good wishes to all those whom can,
That is; putting thoughts of randomness to pen;
Whether words of wisdom or condition to defend;
It’s the ultimate gift to they whom can’t; depend.




Recent Posts

Categories


%d bloggers like this: