People often ask me what I write about. That’s easy to answer. What they should ask is why I write. That’s where the gold is. I write because I’m curious. I’m curious to learn and curious to communicate. All writers have a desire to share a secret. The secret unfolds through words, written or spoken, … More Why I Write
There’s a question, circling inside Is this fleeting or a pivotal event? ‘What if’s’ pop like thought-balloons Perplexing, for this eager gent — Lean in, let the sun kiss all this splendor ‘Tis a dream, reality is never so warm I’m spooked, my defenses are down Swallowed whole, consumed by the storm — Life is … More How Can I Be Sure?
Strewn shards and cracked pieces The sky rained confusion Blurring my cloudy vision In the mirror, a ghostly illusion — It wasn’t your job to save me This soul hollowed and distressed Without knowing, you patched my spirit I will confess, I feel blessed — On one knee, I finally came to see I’m a … More Confessions of the Heart
From the dark side to the light Tired eyes are slow to adjust Once slipping, now skating away From sawdust to stardust — After the fierce rain, a double rainbow The damp air pops with electricity Bold sunlight divides the blue-gray sky To the heavens, creator of synchronicity — A poor man casts off his … More Fool’s Gold
I once said, don’t make regrets And yet, a pile of them stare back Fermented and stacked high Reminders of life’s backpack — Reflections have a deceptive hue Beneath the tarnished glitter Sorting memories from dreams Tossing most in the litter — In old age the road ahead narrows Rear view distorts true reality Brighter, … More Old Habits and Soft Serve Memories
The cooling rain charges the air Electrifying the fine mist Smoldering clouds boil away Mother Nature’s emboldened kiss — The hammer strikes the heavens My skin is chilly and alive The anger and fury of nature If vengeful, we shouldn’t survive — But we do, perhaps undeserving Birds resume their vocalisation The ground is recharged … More After the Rain
In the prologue the heavens parted Ejecting me on my noggin Like an egg, my memory cracked open Where should I begin? — Chapter one was my first appearance The golden fifties not so nifty My shadow hid from the sun Chance of success only fifty-fifty — Chapter two, the world is a zoo Drones … More Memoirs
The words slide through the air Meant only for me Truth cloaked in a sexy smile Witticism drier than the Gobi — You tickle my frontal lobe Rapid-firing my neurons Your intellect is incitive Our laughing fits are marathons — A comic I’m not, still you laugh at me Awkwardly, our dance is all feet … More The Funny Things You Say
The ravenous feeling of late night Thoughts anything but straight Still thinking in the morning light In those stars is my fate With you, soaring higher than a kite I fall back to earth in a different state Struggling with all my might Nervous on our first date These butterflies took flight Surviving the impossible … More Late Life Love Affair
Life rejects the intuitive map Unexpected turns, detours, construction The scenery, pretty but foreign Was I staring at my own destruction? — Rivers run deep, yet creeks creep Anxiety builds, awaiting time to arrive The quiet invites deep, cold thoughts When doubt and fear thrive — In the neurons of my mind The universe peeks … More I’m Not Afraid
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