Honest

Growing from a
shallow pleasure-seeking male
tragically un-self-aware
in his crude long-distance attempts
to violate your form
to a more faceted man
now aware the effects
of his brutish behaviors
I make no apology
for my dis-like of sleeping alone
but I'd rather win your affection
first

Blindsided

How has it come?
there was youth,
then Love;
a certained indefatigable Spirit.
Tending memories, coddling pasts,
those pasts, her,
recalled experiences as exhilarating
as the finest spring breath.
He'd left it all to chance,
or specified women, and now
blindsided by loneliness
and loss,
waxing and waning unpredictably,
but mostly waning;
an ordinary mortal
leads an un-heroic life
until nothing remains inside.
No, tears are not just water.

In My Cupboards

There are Jaipur vegetables
in my new home,
Craisins, clover honey,
and maybe twenty different teas.
Pastas, Clabber Girl,
Real Mayonnaise and Agave Nectar;
things with names like
Kashi and Bumble Bar,
with canisters of cocoa, coffee
and Whole Foods Shake
vanilla flavored,
Green Vibrance (what is that?)
and Whey Protein Powder
also flavored vanilla.
But there is no vanilla,
and I'm searching for love.

Math as a Tool

His life a celebration
of geometry applied,
geometry being
the language of reason;
insignificance, silence and
dissimulation became
his most powerful tools.

Awe-Struck Fool

In awe her beauty
when first we met
my pen took flight
and I enrapt'
as fish in net
dreamed her above;
far removed
from human love.

For that same why
I could not kiss her
and now she's gone,
Oh, how I'll miss her
and rue the cowardice
that ruled mis-start
and cheated joy
from mortal heart.

Dis-ease

Cruel in its' envy
and in its' greed
dis-ease stands ready
to replace each need
with sickness that
would scatter seed
'cross any path
that might lead
a troubled spirits'
valiant efforts to succeed
in vanquishment
its' vile deed.

True Beauty

In renouncing vanities never possessed
for which she held no desire
(airs of non-aspiration
so clung to by society's
idle economic thug-ettes),
her natural charity,
called Love by some,
usurped the driving force
and multiplied her beauty.