Captivated

          Captivated

Shoulder, breast, hip
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In soft subtle beams

Smooth silk flesh
Caressing my eyes
As perfect as it seems


If I was a sculptor

I could create my masterpiece
inspired by this sight

If I was a photographer
I would capture this image
in classic black and white

If I was an artist
I would interpret this vision
framed with last night

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 I am a writer,
captivated by your beauty

in this perfect morning light

A poet,
preserving this moment
in the words that I write.

 

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Solitary

Solitary
An enigma,
An illness,
A decision,
A hole.

Another question mark.
Another lost soul…

It’s hard to recognize someone
that no one knows
Difficult, to see,
what someone never shows
A lost face,
beneath a mask
A happier place,
inside a flask
A positive outlook,
an impossible task
So many questions,
you can’t find to ask

When a mind struggles, alone,
A brain storm, of their own
Swept up in in an instant
Where it’s dark and it’s distant
A solitary place,
they might go
Where every sky
must bring snow
Left with answers
that no one will know

It’s hard to comprehend something

that no one understands
Difficult, to grasp something,
when it’s out of your hands
A mystery,
wrapped up in a mind
A history
they drag behind
An act,
selfishly unkind
Too many reasons,
that are impossible to find

When a life ends, alone,

A sad choice, on their own
A final decision that’s made
When they are despondent or afraid
Solitary tears,
sliding down the drain
Cold and confounding,
like a January rain
Leaving little more,
than questions and pain

It’s hard to be sad

for someone who is gone
Difficult, now, for those
obliged to move on
An opened investigation
A closed case
A stark image,
they can’t replace
A terrible memory,
they can’t erase
A huge void,
with just a face

As I sit here, today, alone,

contemplating life, not just my own
I worry, about all that is to be,
What I may not understand, or see
The solitary angst,
my someones can’t bare
Changes in the seasons
When
there’s something in the air
The questions and answers,
we just have to share

I give my resolute vow…
I will be far more aware.
I will be here.
I will be there.

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Vivification

     From the ‘blue folder’ archives written during my Queen’s University days – the birth of my nephew Jason in 1985.
     Raised by one loving family, in two loving households, he has become a man to be admired and respected for all of the right reasons…making these words ring true.

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SAME

SAME

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Looking over at me
Awake in the wake.
        More beautiful
        More expressive
        More than I can take.

That same dream
The same image
         just as clear.

The same realities
The same memories
         find me here.


Still you are gone
Never coming back

Sadly taken away.
        Hard to accept
        Hard to understand
        Hard to even say

The same nightmare
That same visionbed - Copy
        of the very end.
The same horror
The same memories
         to comprehend.


Shock and disbelief
Second-hand news
First-hand pain.
        Taking my time
        Taking my sleep
        Taking me back again.

The same heartache
The same dream
         of once was.
The same nightmare
The same memories
        The same just because.

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Minimal

Middletown

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 Minimal


Sometimes people simply give up

Stop living and just get by
They settle for the status quo
No effort is easy, so why try?
It doesn’t make you a bad person
We all have the right to choose
Just seems like such a waste
Nothing to gain, nothing to lose

No need to climb any higher
No risks, nowhere to fall
Travelling along at your own speed
A sluggish pace, at a slow crawl.
Doing the bare minimum…
And that’s all

You’ve decided that a job is a job
It’s apathy that keeps you sane
Gainfully employed yes, maybe,
But it’s no pain, and no gain
Feeling ordinary is acceptable
Being unexceptional is quite okay
An average life in Middletown
Ho hum, just another day

Merely going through the motions
Stopped trying, in a perpetual stall
No extra effort required
No ambition or greater call.
Doing just the bare minimum…
And that’s all

The problem lies within your responsibility
You need to show that you can rise above
This bad example that you are imparting
It’s your obligation, to those you love
Alter the image that you are projecting
Change the shape of your situation
Breathe some life into mundane existence
With a contagious attitude, with your aspiration

Get out from behind your mediocrity
Show some strength in who you are
Take your inclination to the next level
Raise the stakes, by raising the bar
Take the approach that more is more
Get the most out of your average day
Choose a road that takes you further
Where there’s your will, there is a way

 There are no dead-end streets
New horizons are beyond every wall
Venture outside of your comfort zone
You need to be in it for the long haul.

 No excuse for the bare minimum…
You should want it all.

Road

 

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