Beauty shined upon
With early morning light
Streaming through the blinds
Illuminating bright

Mirrored reflections
Infinity of sight
In her glasses lenses
I can see into her night

She sits there silent
I can see the thoughts inside
As laced light holds her
Wish I was by her side

Photons kiss her lips
And caress straight down her chest
Or is the light there
From her heart, that is the best

Night disturbed
by calling birds
in a cacophony
as stars twinkle brightly
I sit lost in the night

Orion stands guard
Perseus as well
Taurus and Lepus, graze
Auriga rides nearby
Castor and Pollux, Gemini shines

Streaking shooting stars
satellites drifting in their orbit
green and red lights
of the occasional plane
season the heavens

All these high above
while we watch
in the darkness
lost in the universe
that we can see

On weekends, mixed in my coffee cup
Amaretto
Kahlua
Baileys Irish Creme
sometimes even Jack or Jim Beam

Usually black, though, for the day to day
my boss looks down on drinking at work
and I have bills to pay

Glorious, as it burns down my throat
a few minutes later the caffeine kicks in
and I am fueled up for the day
Time to be productive and earn my way

At Christmas a bit of eggnog
into my morning brew
It gets me in the spirit
to bite off what I need to chew

Summertime evenings
you'll never guess
a scoop of vanilla ice cream
is simply the best

Skeletal fingers
claw at the hour glass
the scythe swings impatiently
time is on no ones side

cold depths
6 feet down
or flaming heat
and a silver urn

the ravens beaks
tapping, tapping
dark wings flap
in the black night

an escaping howl
from the wolf pack
running, running
feel the breath on heels

the sand continues to fall
the minutes pass
hopes and prayers
do nothing

Just live
in the moment

Transmogrification
  rarely occurs
  leaves us wishing
  for myths and stories
  to come true

Fantasy and Sorcery
magical beings and wands
escape provided
do not become entrapped

Smarter than that
but angels and fairies
I do believe in, even
potions and magic

Dreams brought to life
fae and dragons
haunt the hollows
of our pillows
and the forests
of our hair
until they fade
as we begin to wake
at daybreak

Awake now,
peek into the magic mirror on the wall
noticing white streaks among the blackness in her hair
only to mean the angels have left feathers from there wings

Eve
the embodiment of beauty
yet bad judgment
changes our view

Painted passion
***** lips
ignites desire
all eyes
on her
as she purses
all wish
for a kiss

Share and share alike
like the village bike
jaded to extremes
loss of all your dreams
searching and searching
for love that's lurking
but never finding
one that's binding.

More is not necessarily better
and less is sometimes not enough
but just right
and a kiss goodnight

Broken yellow lines
stretch out before me
white lines bordering the blackness
the moon rises up ahead

A beacon, lighting my way
as I travel this life
following the hills
up and down

Occasional stretches of flatness
to the point of boredom
not a tree or bush
or creature to change the mood

The occasional beams
of another's eyes
as we pass
strangers in the night

Then up ahead
a curve in the road
a herd of deer
I swerve to avoid

Heart racing now
as the curves continue
surrounded by trees
waiting for the next creature to emerge

Sulfurous skunks
and prickly porcupines
and the amusing ring-tail cat
now pepper the drive

All senses alive
as I grip the wheel
living life to its fullest
as the highway continues

The leaves fall
as do the moods
of those lost in love

No map to guide
just pain to feel
loneliness within

The sun rises
shrouded by clouds
and snowing emotion

Blizzards roll in
freezing on cheeks
chapping the lips and nose

Cracked skin and hearts
long for a balm
and for Springs new love

Dessert is Served

Apple pie flavored lips
the spicy nutmeg and clove
sending my taste buds
into spiraling ecstasy

Swelling meringues
toppings too be teased
swirling my tongue
up to the tip

Slurping her syrup
from delicious folds
phyllo layers
to be explored

The temperature
oven hot
baking...baking
rising higher and higher

Baking powder volcano's
erupting fillings
of fantastic flavors
exploding onto my plate

There she is
spread out before
ready, willing
dessert is served

Flickering tongues
orange glow
underneath
blue

White hot
radiating red
occasional sparks
of green

Crackling bits
ascend glowing
copper bits
in the wind

White rabbit smoke
chases me
around the pit
in changing swirls

Spinning in circles
rotisserie warm
against the coming
winter

The flowing seasons
flavored monthly
by holidays and gatherings
food shared
drinks and libations
conversations

The ever spinning
hands of time
and the turning
calendar's page
experiences from which to learn
while coming of age

Sweetness of new births
the bitter pith of death
sour pucker of unwanted change
the sticky sweet caramel of
making love

I tripped the life fantastic
And fell upon my face
Was put into my place
And teased with silk and lace

Living la vida loca
Is a hard thing to do
Bit off more than I could chew
And sometimes i got *******

A ride on the fantastic voyage
Filled with *** and lust
Many hearts did I bust
Now my soul is full of rust

Eat drink and be merry
I was a huge fan
Was my master plan
But now I understand

The gentle smell of smoke
I watch it curl out of crystal
and slowly snake
towards the ceiling

The flickering light
casting moving shadows
across the room
bringing darkness to life

The sound of thunder
in the distance
and the dripping rain
falling on the sidewalk

The green oil
in its container
slowly drawing
up the wick

Providing light
and comfort
to the family
huddled around

Peyote travels
dreamer awakens
man raven imparts wisdom
vivid images and knowledge
downloaded dreamscape
conciousness
eyes wide, fire burns,
feather in hand

Arterial lips
beg to be touched
kissed, caressed
temperatures rising
as neurons fire
seeking
wanton
need


Buttons pushed
lust ignited
steered toward
the summit

Climbing ever higher
gasping for breath
begging
pleading

Crashing waves
crescendo

Waterfalls dance
the precipice
falling
filling

entwined beings
energy sapped

Lost in emotion
enraptured by passion.

Seizing a notion,
after form of fashion.

After an insight,
passed long before.

Maybe a rite,
forgotten is core.

Contrite flee,
score are rotten.

Slight across slur
for entertains cast.

Potion flails greasing
tension form is master.

Motion slickly engrossed,
Secession left mind across.

Tag I'm it
Can I go any more

I search my self
And down to the core

Could it be need
Or could it be a bust

Or maybe I need
Simply shake off the rust

Lost in the mind
I need a map

Or maybe I simply
Need a nap

The dust shaken off
My voice is cleared

A small little cough
All mental smears

A bit of flavor
Pressed to my lips
Heady aroma excites
Enthralled, passion ignites

Silky softness
Covers my eyes
And my face
Open eyes see through lace

Hands restrained
feet spread wide
Fingers trace a path
1 and 1, you do the math

At her mercy
I'm unafraid
Teasing lips and fingers
Keeps me up as she lingers

A feather
A bit of fun
Patience she aims to teach
She stays just out of reach

Can wait no more
I moan and beg
Engulfed in warmth joy
I am simply her boy toy

Pistoling pounding
Lubricated friction
Collapsing skin to skin
My face uncovered I see her grin

To Quote Extreme (Politicalw
Low information voters
in a liberal state of mind
don't care about the murders
they think she is divine

Easily offended folks
don't care about emails
or the fact that others
for this have gone to jail

Those on the government dime
have already been bought and sold
while taxpaying hard workers
are left out in the cold

Healthcare costs keep rising
thanks to so called affordable care
those paying attention
are far beyond scared

Over run by foreign refugees
because of Saudi Arabian money
will be the end
of the American honey
Just a bit of Political fun

Cinnamon, ginger
nutmeg and clove
there she is
in front of the stove

Slaps my hand
as I try to taste
its a shame
this time to waste

Heating up
by the minute
I can't wait
to get up in it

Syrupy sweet
juices flowing
the ovens heat
has it glowing

I slip in a finger
to her surprise
I just can't wait
to taste the pie

How I long
to add whip cream
eat it up
and lick it clean

The pie is ready
for me to eat
Oh I love
my Pumpkin's treat

With Hilary's election
Bill gets an *******
And tries to ***** his wife
Only done once in his life
As she leads in the wrong direction

the sun sings out loud
as the horizon is crept
daytime crescendo

During the day
She is as sweet
As any lady
you will meet

Giving spirit
Great big heart
A winning smile
And really smart

You would swear
She had wings
To be around her
Your heart sings

But in the evening
At bed time
She changes
With glass of wine

Wearing ****
Negligées
She's demanding
Gets her way

Tells me what
I'm to do
Whose in charge
You know who

The demon that lives
Deep inside
Needs to be
Satisfied

Her body's curves
excite my passion
riling up my heat

At one with the
slithering coils and
serpentine dreams

Inspiration found in her treasure
sensations send me higher

Flowing thoughts delve deep
into a well of lust
never to see bottom
every emotion belongs to her

Lips moistened
brown sugared sweetness imparted
with lick of her tongue
kisses prepared

she will have her way
in that negligee
sheer and barely there
my emotions ensared

slowly peels it away
I sit and stare
ramrod straight
ready to share

here she comes now
its her rule of law
I cannot wait
for sugar in the raw

molasses high
as my blood sugar climbs
devour her syrup
as it continually drips

******* sweetness
I give it to you
you coaxed it from me
I'm no longer blue.

Honeyed sweet lust
drips a trail
I long to travel
tongue travail

Pert and round
ripe, ready to pick
my mouth waters
as I long to lick

Anticipation pains me
I want to dig in
my body readies
for original sin

Salivary sensations
toppings galore
this time its honey
no need for more

Click, click, click, click
the everyday sounds of life going slow
climbing and climbing most days
then a bit of a stop as life plateaus

Then life changes
throws you a curve
the bottoms drops out
and steals your breath as you swerve

Be it love or death
new jobs, baby's birth
a move to some place new
and then some loops in self worth

Or sometimes stops
and runs in reverse
you feel de ja vu
and sometimes that's worse

And then it slows down
your tired and out of breath
and gets toward the end
then it stops, and time for death

The highs and lows
flash before your eyes
you relive the laughs
and some of the cries

Then its over
there is simply no more
the lap bar opens
and you head for the door

The gates are ahead
and the amusement is done
you pass the torch
to other someones

Here it is, its all for you
a sound that's sort of new
fiddles play, and steel guitars
***** tonkin' at the bar

Cowboys groove
cowgirls move
belly's rub and buckles clink
now its time for a drink

Pearl snap shirts and cinch jeans
so tight, creates a scene
as she drops low to the floor
hear and see, the crowd roar

Grabs a hat from his head
he hopes later, she's in his bed
red hair swished back and forth
married guys hope for divorce

Up on the bar, she does dance
everybody stares, there is no glance
flings his hat across the room
and starts ***** dancing with the broom

All eyes peeled, as the music dies
she looks around and there's no surprise
dudes lined up, ready drinks to buy
she walk back to her guy

Dreams dashed and turned to mush
coming down, adrenaline rush
everybody settles in
as the band begins again

True pain rarely leaves
a visible puckered scar
it is a tear on our very soul

Remember that
during times of pain
and struggle
you are being
reformed

Years and pressure
produce diamonds
the hardest most beautiful
gem in the world

Through life's tribulations
we are molded
shaped by the hands of fate
into what we should be
through the consequences
of our choices

The forever soul once created
destined to live through the karma spectrum
through many lifetimes,
most unremembered

The spume piles up and blows
across the green waves
crashing movement
with no end
caused by the moon and wind
the waves will ever flow
sometimes fast and other slow

sharp shards of glass
in the oceans salty sand waves
emerge rounded and polished
gems fit for a queen

Shells and driftwood
Discarded flotsam and jetsam
Disposed of on life's beach
To sit and rot
And fertilize the next

Green islands afloat
Pink hyacinth blooms
Frogs playground

shapes in the sky
inspire new thoughts
a cosmic mist lifted
from the mind's eye
and inspiration sifted
from the ether

after the flames
and a little time and rain,
the greenest bit of earth emerges

A universe to travel
within your eyes
lost within your cosmos
I am but a traveler

Searching
for the love
that lives
within your soul

Looking for the things
inside
that only you
could make whole

Growth and love
inspired by another
feed off the energy combined
glowing like the sun
off you and I

Ok so you prayed
now what
you just going to sit
on the couch and pray some more

you have bills
but you have no job
you have kids
but they are wards of the state

you have wants
drugs, ***** and tattoos
but no way to pay
so you sit and pray

The prayer part is fine
but now its your turn
get up, and clean your house
wash your clothes

Put on something decent
and go out and look for a job
secure a job, and do your best
and climb the ladder if you can

Petition to get your kids back
show you've tried to turn it around
catch up your bills
and save some money

Lay off the drugs
but have a drink in moderation
as for the tattoos fine get some
but someplace you can hide them if needed

Take care of your kids
set them an example
of respect and hard work
and how to live.

My love for you runs deep,
in a crystal clear spring;
hidden from sight,
in the cave of my soul.

It emerges as a waterfall,
when I kiss your lips;
or squeeze you in an embrace,
which sometimes leads to more.

With gentle care I explore,
your body and your soul;
with my hearts fingertips,
I tease you till you glow.

Erupting love from within,
the volcano in both of us;
mixes and ties us together,
as the knot pulls tight.

Our arteries and veins,
slowly braid combined;
hearts begin to merge,
as we become one.

No longer hidden,
in the cave of souls;
our love shines like the sun,
glowing for all to see

In a fog of confusion
a roll of the dice
where will life take me
like pie by the slice

Waves of opportunity
and winds of change blow
changing my shoreline
fast, and not slow

Some of these
caught with a balloon
or surfed on along
sometimes too soon

The places I have been
and the places yet to go
some far, far away
others just a stones throw

I have known many people
some I choose to forget
others like family
there may be more yet

Crank the truck
Radios up loud
David Allen Coe
Sings out proud

Put it in gear
Head down the road
Willie sings
And lightens my load

If that ain't country
And whiskey river Take my mind
Send me down the road
New places I can find

Clint blacks next
At the stop sign
I sing along
Just killing time

Commercials now
Never stop I think
Then merle screams
Think I'll just stay here and drink

Country music gold
Radio clear and true
Hank Williams wails
***** tonk blues

Miles go bye
Thoughts of love inspire
Big john cash tells me
About a ring of fire

My ride is long
Where too?
The oaks chime in
With Bobbie sue

Singing and riding
Let the music ring
Waylon tells me
Bob wills is still the king

That may be true
But not what I say
Now George straits
Marina del rey

Circling back to home
And the end of my ride
Kiss an angel good morning
With Mr.. Charlie  Pride

Gettysburg and Viet Nam
Hiroshima dropped a bomb
To Iraq and Iran
And don't forget Afghanistan

Libya and Syria
How about Granada
Bay of pigs, what a mess
Waterboard to confess

War on terror
Constant errors
War on drugs
Tupac promotes life of thugs

Walls across Mexico
Obama let's terrorists go
Hillary Clinton, Benghazi
Email server travesty

Affordable care
Payments a scare
Social security robbed
When will we march and mob

Governments broken beyond repair
Sheeple distracted by trump's hair
Cannot tell right and wrong
This has gone on too long

Marshall or sharia law
Has us up against a wall
Women silenced or hidden with sheets
Bite your tongue when you speak

Vocal minorities win again
Religious folks think it's a sin
I just think we have been forsake
Into our hearts the final stake

Raise the shields
Set up force fields
Evasive action activated
Defense from being devastated

Blaster bolts whizz right by
Ozone smell in the sky
Photons, armed and aimed
when fired, **** and maim

Light speed and warp speed
engines fire, use fuel with need
Dilithium crystals in short supply
It's now or never, do, or die

Photon torpedoes, aye aye sir
Phasers locked, if you prefer
Forward emitter, ready to blast
Tetrion particles unstable fast

Make it so, number one
**** the engines, get er done
Full speed warp, around the sun
Back in time, this won't be fun

Into the breach, we warp on que
Firing aft, and port-side too
If we make it through the fray
Romulan ale, the captain pays

Sunset falls, darkness
ghouls, goblins emerge to play
evil sugared highs

Fear's breath
exhaling ferociously
as I run.

Tight back alleyways
smelling of trash
and death

Footsteps behind me
the spark of blade on brick
causing terrifying shadows

Stop
hide in the shadows
try to calm

There he is
passing by me
10 inch blade in hand

Suddenly he stops
and turns back
the knife raises

A rat rushes out from beside me
followed by a black cat
his eyes follow them into the alley

His white teeth reflect
a sickening grin
as he turns and walks away

I wait, till I am sure he is gone
stepping out of the shadows
I look

Alone
I quickly back track
I see the open road ahead

One more side alley
to pass and home
free

The moon has risen
lighting the alleys mouth
he steps from around the corner

Terror in silhouette
blade glinting
I scream

And then nothing
silence
except for the dripping

Of blood onto the ground
as the last breath is gasped
and he falls, in front of me

Rescued
but how?
I look down

His knife is in my hand

Above the clouds
and into space
is the future
of our race

Low orbit housing
maglev elevators rise
true space needles
point toward the prize

Out there deep in space
is where destiny awaits
hero's and explorers go
the final frontier is our fate

Here I am once again, following demand
upon the back and chasing wind
this time joined by my band
we fly formation toward their end

Silent wings rip the air
golden eyes glow in the dark
in an unblinking stare
and inside an internal spark

The refugees at the beginning of the plain
have built thatched huts, escape the wind
to move them on, we add some pain
eventually to our will they will bend

Dragons breath sets huts alight
as the villagers run in fear
they stumble into the night
as we continue to steer

Our phalanx regroups in the sky
blotting out the stars
another pass we prepare to fly
streaks fire of than can be seen from afar

Dragons and riders fan formation
dressed in armored battle gear
Village guards, abandon stations
and all run and scream in fear

Herd and herd we continue
to move them on for miles
until at last, from tired sinew
we abandon burning piles

Headed for the roost we fly
and into our castle keep
Imagining villages cry
as we climb so steep

Lost in dimensions
transforming
becoming something better
a chrysalis of cosmic divide
how will I emerge
on the other side

Shattered and destroyed
pieces of my heart
shimmer on the ground
in the suns light

I cannot see
for I am shrouded
in the darkness of
loss and pain

Questions remain
as they always do
did it have to be this way
who is to blame

there is no easy answer
sweep up the pieces
and stitch them back together
as life goes on as does the opportunities

That another is out there
waiting and looking for me
as I wait and look for them
perchance we will meet

It approaches quickly
Ghouls and goblins day
Are you ready?
To lead pumpkins astray

Transform your orange gourd
With your knife and paint
Into something scary
That makes us want to faint

Hollow eyes carved
And a wicked crooked smile
Glowing with light from within
That can be seen for a mile

Scare us or make us laugh
With your pumpkin carved display
Show us your crafty skills
Turn them in Friday morning before 8

Hear the horns in September
flights of fantasy to remember
the kalimba rings in the tune
as Jupiter crosses behind the moon

Trumpets blast a ready call
all get ready for the ball
a night of flavors to be had
songs written to destroy sad

Feel the beat from different places
pleasant vibrations in your spaces
sends you where you need to be
this kind of music sets you free

Curvy beats, that do inspire
experience Serpentine fire
shining star, take me away
these songs have much to say

Golden sphinxes in my mind
mental trip not hard to find
falsetto tones up in the sky
some so beautiful, make you cry

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Belly rubbing music in the que
everyone is ready, not just a few
after songs, no one on the floor
Mr. D.J. why play  more

Look around, at buckles and boots
cowboy hats,  get back to roots
play some George, Strait or Jones
let the music inspire their bones

Charlie Daniel's fiddle fire
Spinning two step it does inspire
Or how about Copperhead road
line dancing, empty chairs load

Rocky mountain jeans stretched tight
Cowgirls dancing, what a sight
Keep them out there on the floor
how about some Justin Moore

Slow it down, let them breathe
some Willie Nelson, is what you need
and when it's time to drink a beer
play  stuff, no one wants to hear

Then come back with Jerry Reed
Waylon and Merle is what you need
and when you want them all to sing
Friends in low places, the dance will ring

So look around and know your crowd
then you'll know, what to play real loud
In rural areas, club stuff don't work
Play us all some good red dirt

In a half moon hollow,
down a gravel road,
at the base of a
verdant green mountain.

Turkey call alarm clock,
putt-putt-putt, from the trees
towards the top of the mount;
echoes down the valley.

Caw! caw! the raven calls,
flying high over head;
Hmmmmmmmmmmm,
as the humming bird zooms by.

The steady dribble of water,
piped into a trough;
from a welling spring,
located high up above.

A pair of mule deer,
ease across the dry creek
and road, just down
from where the camper sits.

The U.S. is circling the drain
the foreseeable future is all pain
founding values trampled down
leaders think they wear a crown

History erased without fail
all of them should go to jail
cops attacked for being one
looters rewarded, cannot stun

Because you might infringe their rights
even though they burn their city at night
illegals favored all of the time
criminals, when they crossed the line

The media lies as it creates
the evening news to suit its taste
the President rules through pen and phone
congress, just watches, leaves him alone

The Taxpayers though are under attack
most of their paycheck is taken back
to fund the ones who do not work
and secret projects in the murk

Around and around the drain we go
the final flush comes, but when we do not know
where the dreaded tube may lead
it is likely all will bleed

In the turmoil of the new
let’s hope it’s better than the stew
that we are in currently boiling in now
but some will take a solemn vow

To return the constitution to its place
and hopefully we win the race.

Something just went bump !
Do I get up now and see
Covers over head

Bump again, rattle
Thump thump thump goes the door
Out of bed gun drawn

The door flies open
Broken jamb falls to the floor
Dark shadow there now

Shadow enters room
My gun up trigger fingered
Squeeze slowly or not

Shadow notices
Catches gleam of chrome
Turns and runs quickly

Cell phone gathered now
911 dialed answered
Shadow back at door

Shotgun barrel points
Pistol comes up in my hand
Trigger squeezed, bright flash

Shadow down on floor
Relief and strain roll through me
Police arrive then

Ordeal starts again
Questions and answers, photos
Righteous, castle safe