I love the long grass
A shady summer tree
The sound of childrens laughter
Because it's free

Summer moons
At the end of June
When the crickets are all you hear

But most of all I love the fall
And the turning of the leaves

Give me fields where daisies grow
And Queen Annes lace in bloom
Golden rod that gently nods
And of course my Aster Blue

Aster Blue I remember You
A true heart open wide
There's a special place in Gods embrace
For one so sweet and kind

And so I love that time of year
When the asters come to bloom
I know that you are out there too
Sharing the same moon

I remember dreaming
Of your skin
When it was wet

Dancing in a thunder storm
As close as we could get

We wore nothing
In that rain
Softly in your neck
I sang
And Heaven fell
Hard upon my head

Oh My God
I want to hòld you
Tightly in my arms
When the night
Is cold and long
Fall to all your charms

Impatiently I await
Your inevitable return
To feel the anguish of my lust
And tortured
Slowly burn

As brief
As our moments are
I savor every breath
You hold my eyes
Until I die
I Love
Every single death

You are my Succubus
My soul is yours
to steal
My heart is yours
to rip apart
So at least I know
It's real

If those pants
Were any tighter
The clinging
Of her shirt
I just want to
I think you know
Be my very worst
And if at my best
I pass the test
Regress
Then a beast
Please recall
The mighty fall
My love and lust
Released

I was watching
When he came in
And the fantasy
Just died
I fell to earth
For what it's worth
Time
Was not my friend
Then again...
Tomorrow
I will do the same
And watch
Across the room
Silently
I'll say your name
And sing a little tune
I don't know why
I feel this way
It's just a silly dream
I like to take
To bed with me
When I
Go to sleep
Why
Does he have
To be here
Why must it
Be this way
You're blonde
Blue eyed
And beautiul
I am
Old and gray
I was watching
When he came in
And the fantasy
Just died
Tomorrow
I will do the same
And once again
I'll die

...is only happy
When there's money
At his door
A paranoid schizophrenic
Who runs our
little store
He dreams
He'll hit it
Big one day
On the tickets
That he scratches
But
There's a little more
About the girl next door
And the ***** plot
He hatches

He got a small inheritance
Now most of it
Is gone
And when the final penny
Is finally spent
He'll be a loud
Exploding bomb
And what about
That woman?
And what about
His wife?
No more tickets
No more dreams
Just an empty life

Who will be hit
By shrapnel
And what will become
Of him
I cannot say
I only pray
The Lord
Takes care of him...

Its a calm September morning. The sky is cloudy gray. The sparrows are bustling in the hedge row. It just might rain all day. I've finished drinking all my coffee and I had a cookie that was infused. Potato salad 4 my breakfast and then I smoked a doob. Don't take me out to where the sun is. I'm feeling gray today. Soon my meds will kick in and the pain will go away. A busted big toe and an achy ankle, a knee that likes to moan. I have a vertebrae that's  collapsed. I can't go far from home. That's just the way it is these days, so I don't care if the skies are gray or if the sun won't be my friend. I'll smile and listen to the sparrows. I got Jesus at the end.

You're finer than an artists brushstroke
No master could improve
If I were to paint such perfect lines
I would be painting You.

Why can't I see
Into your eyes
What's hiding there
In the basement
Of your soul?

Become the light!
The secret rats
And crawly things
Will have no hold

This is your life
Behold
All of it illusion
Save for Love

Love
And your
Immortal soul

There are good things
And there are bad things
Everybody knows
It's really only poetry
That's what the Rooster crows

Wolf will find the feeling
While Roosty does the dealing
Words the wise old owl
Has supplied

Nothing is as it seems
All of it's a dream
So don't be spreading rumors
Made of lies

A man can have his dream
In the pages of a rhyme
When the inspiration hits him
To write another line

Roosty Rooster Wolf and Owl
Are the poets in my mind
And nothing in the manor
Ever turns out fine
Still the lines keep coming out
And everyone's lost their mind.