Mind games

Drinking my own poison,
just so you can die.
It’s mental masturbation,
believing my own lie.

Retaliatory action,
played out in my mind.

Bait and Switch

On the beach down by the ocean
lay two men, Pauli and Stew.
Out in the sun and having fun,
walked a goddess in full view.

It was Lindsay Lohan,
as naked as can be.

Remember when?

While driving on the back nine
I came upon a fellow.
His head was low, the tears did flow
I neared him saying “Hello”

“Sir you seem upset,

Springtime of the Soul

A metamorphous of sorts,
we all can be re-born.
The crystalline just breaks
discarding what was worn.

Looking differently around

Who do you see ?

I awoke this morning to find
that I was wearing a costume.

What I’d do for you

As the days go by I ask myself
what I’d do for you.
It doesn’t take long to have my answer,

On Schedule

Each morning when I rise
I kneel and close my eyes.
It’s then I begin to say,
“How can we plan my day?”

“ a little help here”
are words of thanks to
Darlene, Robert and my guardian angel Aunt Dolores

Though in my brain
I could not scream out
these four words that could have saved me.

Those hours...

( for my old hospice patients )

The silence is disrupted by the tick, tick, tick.

Missing her

The silence in my head is deafening,
my thoughts don’t have a use.
Sadness has come to roost with me
I miss my beloved muse.

Far from me she spends her day

The House Mouse
a lullaby for Madison

The dog goes out,

The kids come in,

But no one sees the little mouse.

Down on the floor,

Out in the porch,

Budda Baby
a lullaby for Max

my little budda’s short and stout

he has hair but not a lot

smiles, smiles he has for me

smiles, smile when he has to pee

Thank you

It’s the little things you do
words like “I love you.”
Being there when I’m down,

This awful plot

Alone I sit and watch this play
as it unfolds before me.
I character assassinate
behold an elegy.

The lights are low,
I’ve been back stage,

On the beam

Hot and cold can be learned
it comes without thinking.
Watch the actions of others
meant merely just not blinking.