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Tag: Feelings

Even when I’m not

If I was there With you now I would take you in my arms Hold you close Until the darkness gave way To the light of life renewed I would carry your […]

I Like

A kiss on the cheek Soft and sweet Or tongues deep In secret communion A hand to hold While walking down the street Or tightly between the sheets Or gently […]

Between Kisses

  Lips pressing gently Between soft words Sharing the story of our life In whispers Only we would understand Hands playing, searching, probing Seeking place and time to memorize Connecting […]

Home

A little story about finding something I didn’t even know I’d lost.

Victories

Shit happens and there isn't a damn thing anyone can do about it but I am not defined by those things, I am defined by how I respond to them.

Storm

There was I time I thought of myself as "Stormchaser". It was a label I assigned to offset the difficult times that seemed to follow me as a way of reversing the odds. 

Something Lost

Something Lost

I see him walking down the street. Stumbling, mostly. Looking for something. alone, lonely, drunk and wasted, lost, looking for home

A kiss

With a promise Of ecstasy You press softly Against my cheek Your dewy nectar Enchanted potion Sweet and musky Fills my senses Drives me on To higher pleasure Fingers touch […]

Control

Life regularly spins out of control, beyond my ability to keep it in check. Road blocks appear from nowhere or I look around my self and realize that I have […]

In search of truth

The further along the difficult path of spirituality I started long ago the more clear it has become that the answers I seek are less likely to be found among […]

She makes notes

  She makes notes To write her poems To keep my story straight I didn’t know I had a story She pays attention Wants to know it all Shares in […]

Flower Moon

In a few days I will be loading up my car once again and heading North for a short while. The decision isn’t an easy one, there are many reasons […]

Monday/Tuesday/Etc

Monday: I woke this morning filled with a sense of purpose. I danced while I made breakfast for no other reason than to feel the joy of dancing. My intentions, […]

No tears for Big Brother

You see that black box in my truck window with the red light? That’s a dual facing camera. It captures nearly everything I do. We’re supposed to believe it protects […]

Simple

The wind in my face on a hot day While I strain and swear Wrench in hand Making repairs on those things That seem ever broken Because my wallet doesn’t […]