Another Route

Another Route

I'll be damned if I apologize
In this lifetime or in the next
By phone, in person, with rose or with text

By golly who do you think I am?
I don't do "I'm sorry" green eggs and ham
Like some mindless marble or some spineless brute
Ain't seekin' your forgiveness, but got another route
I've jumped that plane in full gear, parachute
And sure as hell ain't losin' no sleep
Over you...




April PAD day 3

Disregarded Beauty

Disregarded Beauty

Where has your flower gone?

Your grass has withered,

And your flower has fallen off.

Once a beauteous land,

Now a forgotten, trodden ground,

A disregarded beauty.

Who has forsaken you?

Under whose foot have you

Been trampled?

Vintage Wisdom

An aged man
Like vintage wine
An antiquated wisdom
Of the honorable humanity
Deemed classic
Yet desirable
From many wise years
Appealing to the youthful
Tastebuds of the inexperienced

The End of Ends

The End of Ends

The end of ends
for which all time is cast...
A prayer and a blessing
for those who've breathed their last--
Rest in peace.


*This poem is dedicated to all those who have passed before the new year of 2012.  

THE SURVIVAL OF HOPE

November PAD Challenge day 30!  Prompt “write a against all odds poem”

THE SURVIVAL OF HOPE 

All hope is dwindling

in steep glissade

downward

fading

spiraling

to the

point

of no

return

yet the

survival of

hope can descend

into any valley and scale to any height

triumphs in every moment while its still kept in sight

MINDLESS ABERRATIONS

November PAD Challenge  Day 25  Write a Consumption poem 

MINDLESS ABERRATIONS           (consumed by anger)

Serried thoughts

of the offense at hand

sputtering hate, frenzy

detesting each demand

mindless aberrations

have set me aflame

embroiled 

embittered

state of mind

definitely not the same

STORY OF THE AGES

November PAD Challenge  Day 28  Prompt  write a "blank" story poem

STORY OF THE AGES

Twas the story of the ages
of the ages untold
of ancient times, present seasons
from the scrolls unrolled
of many names, persons, places
of many kingdoms, peoples, faces
of many jots, scribbles and tittles
of many parables, rhymes and riddles
from those ancient scrolls
a story to be told
to the faint and to the bold
to the young and to the old
of archaic words sealed
of certain mysteries concealed
the truth that is to be unfolded
and the secret
to be revealed

MY LORD THE KING

November PAD Challenge Day 27 Prompt “write a tribute poem”

MY LORD THE KING

A Tribute to my Lord and King

issues from the heart as I laud and sing

of your majesty, splendor and throne set on high

of your countenance, beam, presence drawn nigh

You are the Lord of Lords and the King of Kings

yet ornately arrayed in meekness, unassuming

to your beauty we’re drawn as the fairest of the fair

the one of peerless worth, with none e’er to compare

An ineffable diamond with multifarious twists

contemplating varied facets lest some beauty is missed

allured by a dash of refracted light, magnificent gleam

appreciating the value of my Lord and King

VACANCY AT THE FEAST

Poetic Bloomings Prompt #30  ”write a family poem”

VACANCY AT THE FEAST

on account of idle words

there’s a vacancy at the feast

between you and your father

the bickerings never ceased

regardless the instigator

we’re robbed of our niece

and short one loved one

at this lovely feast

We’ll miss your sassy smile

and sweet dilly dimples

hope you put aside the quibbles

and treat life real simple

moved back with your mother

in divorce’s deep divide

with your pain and distemper

in which side to abide?

still suffering the blow of the double-edged sword

that severed love’s union and family’s one accord

now dealing with the daunting demon of division

may the Lord heal your heart, soul, stitch the incision

Yes, you’ll be sorely missed

at this lovely feast

Yes, you’ll always be missed

You, my lovely niece

Hoping to see you soon,

Uncle Benjamin