I feel the pain I feel it, yes I feel the sear that sits, unrests This knife is there It’s unaware It gleans and rests, asks if you dare It teases you You know it’s true It’s nothing that you’d ever do It stays, the thought It isn’t caught It’s in our minds, it is … More Romeo & Juliet
Never have I ever longed for cold and bleak December, no, that month is writhe with all my plight, it holds the worst things I remember There is but one day I yearn, it is on the twenty-third, ‘tis a day when children pray and do things that which they all learn But underneath that … More The Book of Job
Hey there you, what a day The sun is out and children play Care for naught, and naught a care If only Life could pause and stay A gleeful sight Until midnight When all dark thoughts Turn on a light Making me remember That sad month before September All hope was lost, the greatest cost … More Loss of the Loved
What comes next I want to know My mind needs mending Madly so Fear is part of everything The why behind the why behind The good, the bad, the greatest deed Fear is there with its own kind Madness, Anger, Lust, Contempt They’re all part of its posse, see And if it isn’t held at … More After Life
I wish I may, I wish I might I wish to find a star tonight One that glances when it dances For my heart and sees my plight One that’s out there In the sky Hidden from the naked eye Someone seeking, all alone Eyes set forward, not on a phone I wish I may, … More Laissez-Faire
Tardigrade tardigrade I wish I knew how you were made If I did I’d have a kid and mix it with your DNA You live in places fancy You live in places neat You live in cold conditions You even live in heat Tardigrade tardigrade Help me with this barricade I’ve made a lock so … More Tardigrade, Tardigrade
********** Important Disclaimer This poem addresses depression, and more specifically, suicide. It is meant only as an expression of art, and should not be taken in any real-life context. If you are experiencing suicidal thoughts or tendencies, there are many resources that can help. National Suicide Prevention # 1-800-273-8255 https://suicidepreventionlifeline.org/ ********** Wish I wish I … More Wish
Majestic Mr Baxter He’s back, and don’t you know His paws, they hide in this car ride As he waits to steal the show See, we’ve discussed how we must trust This pup, for up is down And backwards god is dog, I say When written in this town Some may scoff, but they’re just … More I Heard That!
“Come see me,” said the mother To the daughter, on the phone “I will,” the daughter told the mother “It’s just the timings off, you know?” Two weeks later, ‘twas a man A drunkard in his car He hit the mother, going ninety With the daughter still afar A final image met Mom’s eye Trapped … More Tomorrow
Tiny little minnow, floating during day Tiny little minnow, wassat I hear you say? Tiny little minnow, soaking up the sun Tiny little minnow, having so much fun! I watch from high up in the sky, is it a her or is it him? I cannot tell, why? Oh well, I have not seen it … More Tiny Little –
Father, please forgive us We know not what we do We’re lost right now and yet somehow We still reach out to you Perhaps it’s desperation A required, soft respite No matter case, look at my face You’re needed now, tonight Your creation got creative It took hold of the reigns And yet I fear … More Father, Forgive
Mr. Baxter loves car rides He hops inside and then he hides Below his blanket, I see a claw Coming from his tiny paw I turn the key and we’re like “vroom” He has his seat and all that room Laying down, his head held low Until I open the window He pops right up, … More Car Rides
Majestic Mr. Baxter Looking at His lands Loving all the people Created by pawhands He princes and He prances As He watches human dances A lovely ballerina Sees, says “I shall let” After all, it was His gall To invent the pirouette It was this Dog that made it all The them, the you, the … More The Backwards
Human behavior has become my interest, it’s no secret. Its fun to look out at the world and see what reality we’ve crafted for ourselves. Here’s one I recently realized that made me laugh. The pants dance. Yes, the battle of the sexes has been waged since the dawn of time (thanks a lot, Eve….jk … More The Pants Dance
I’m going to begin this with a poem I wrote a few years ago, because it lays out the context of what I’m about to write. Also, I want to acknowledge that I got the idea to write this after watching a documentary on Amazon Prime called The First War for Western Civilization. Want to … More Gratitude to the Greeks: The Birth of Democracy
Such sadness can we all relate When viewing how things are of late Right or left, red or blue It does not matter, for I am you You are me, we disagree And at the end, can’t you see? There is nothing to regret We simply are just human, yet For some reason we can’t … More The Human Condition
You never wreck my to go box When I leave you in the car When we’re at the puppy park You never stray too far You learn new tricks At nine clock ticks I don’t know how you do it, bro You’re so dang cute You play the flute? I gave that up so long … More An Ode to Mr Baxter
This compass guides me, when I’m alone I need no map, I need no phone It tells me where my future lies In that direction, I cast my eyes Forging forward, no looking back I have my dog, I have my pack There is naught else that I shall need And we shall find our … More This Compass
Don’t you get it yet? I’m not doing this for me I’m doing this to redefine the notion to be free Why you think these poems I ink I post without a ©️? I don’t care I’m well aware They can be stolen or could be thieved Because to me The more they read The … More I’m Well Aware & Do Not Care
Some may find it strange, how I built this firing range, it houses all the darkness and emotions that I feel It’s closed to other guests because it’s where my conscience rests, I know in here there is no fear and everything is real The structures made of glass so I can see through at … More My Firing Range
