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Untamed reveries are on the prowl As a rolling vapor That seizes my timid lungs Filled by their mist I succumb to exhaustion To twirl in their madness Marooned once again My heinous spiraling Begins with familiar tribulations In the tame waters Of quaint remorse That spill into the marshes Of unbearable repentance Remembrance coils…
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Flowering distortion Bludgeons me To breathe its angst Into my own boiling marrow The frenzy of words The jumbled reveries Thrash about my skull As the incendiary verses clash The white-hot inferno Lacerates me Again and again As I cry out for more I rear back With throbbing eardrums Flooding my mind With orchestrated mayhem…
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A mother’s words pursues them From tavern to saloon Beneath the glow of onlookers Sprawled along their wooden shore Midnights glimmer And young lads dash For the arms of no consequence For fleeting stints of passion The midnight’s glimmer Washes the crude ashore Brittle in their garb And vulgar in their tone Their fiddles whimper…
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Who am I to say? What is to unfold What’s kept at bay And deemed too bold I’ve no place to speak For the vast and wrecked And the solid ground they seek Solace belongs In its honest form Certain and full As prosperity storms Who am I to chide? The cloth of their chosen…
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Commune with melody When the earth is tangled with fright Tussling for the morrow With glory and unspeakable might Let chaos turn In the way it’s always known To triumph and hold sway To command what seeds are sown Defer to tenderness When the ever boastful clash Brimmed only with war To simmer, skirmish and…
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The crackling phonograph Exudes of fondness passed As an old soul reclines Armed with a distant scowl He cartwheels backEnthralled by his boyhood journeysGathering momentum Barreling further and furtherInto his gilded reveries Until the present Was savagely ground to a pulp Useless and compromisedConquered by the surge of long ago Reclined As the cool melodies…
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Treasuring long ago I sift through the grit of memory To reclaim squandered panorama From the taunting whirlpool of thoughts Years are consignedTo this maddening loop The infinite turn My proud and precious refrain For now I reside Encaged by a faultless era Confined to bone white sands Where I slouch In remembranceWhere I concede…
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I apologize for the lackluster poetry as of late. I don’t think I should continue anymore. I may have run out of things to write about. I’m sorry.
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Nimble fingers deteriorate Kicked forth to aspireDriven mad By a timeless hunger To be all the rage The toast of your time To be hoisted high And smothered by affection Nimble fingers Coast calmly through the night Propelled by dreams That forever toil in the mind All to unleash The savagery within The indwelling horror…
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Discarding the lights of home As I boldly trail away Rolling off Toward a warm abyss Simmering, untouched and unseen At a distance The memories flatline Cold and dormant In my panicked and desperate flight Let the embers fall From my infernal remembrance In glowing devastation Until the ashes are all spent Let past horizons…
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