Women are naturally
secretive
and they like to do
their own secreting
In whispers and hushed
tones
they murmur and
mumble
Like the brush of
wind
lightly there and
gone
They like to do their
own secreting
women are naturally
secretive
Secretive
20 Apr 2015 Leave a comment
in April 2015, poetry Tags: secretive secreting women secrets whispers
Before
19 Apr 2015 Leave a comment
in April 2015, poetry Tags: before assume theorize assuming mistake
It is a capital mistake
to theorize
before one has
data
Put the cart before
the horse
Count your chickens before
they hatch
Cross your bridges before
you get to them
Assume makes an ass
out of you and me
Theorizing before one
has data
is indeed a capital
mistake
Ghosts
18 Apr 2015 Leave a comment
in April 2015, poetry Tags: ghosts old loves worst ghosts past love
Of all ghosts
the ghosts
of our old loves
are the worst
They linger
in corners
dark spaces
just there
Ethereal mists
we cannot remove
erase wash away
ignore
Ghosts
of old loves
are out of all
the worst
Mediocrity
18 Apr 2015 Leave a comment
in April 2015, poetry Tags: mediocrity talent genius life
Mediocrity knows nothing
higher than itself
but talent instantly
recognizes genius
The mediocre stay
within their bounds
always the same
never changing
Talent sees beyond
recognizing like minds
genius joins
genius
Those with talent
recognize the genius
those in mediocrity
see nothing
Stagnation
18 Apr 2015 Leave a comment
in April 2015, poetry Tags: stagnation dull routine mental exaltation problems work mind
My mind rebels at stagnation
I abhor the dull routine of existence
I crave for mental exaltation
Give me problems give me work
Give me the most abstruse cryptogram
give me the most intricate analysis
Only then am I in my most proper atmosphere
give me problems
Stagnation breeds laziness
dull routines embody boredom
being bored is the worst of all lives
my mind rebels
Craving mental exaltation
my mind rebels
the stagnation oppressive
give me work
Game
15 Apr 2015 Leave a comment
in April 2015, poetry Tags: game games life love living playing
The game is afoot
would you care to play
perhaps not as easy
as one would think
Games of life and love
both set in chance
or is it fate
who can know for sure
Winning or losing
the game’s the thing
perchance to play
grow learn live
Come now won’t you join
together makes it easier
play hard
the game is afoot
Lonely
14 Apr 2015 Leave a comment
in April 2015, poetry Tags: lonely great precious solitary alone
All great and precious
things are lonely
solitary beings
alone
In quiet solitude
they linger there
watching silently
lonely
Spending ancient years
apart and separate
unknown depths
solitary
Lonely things these
that are always
great and
precious
Escape
13 Apr 2015 Leave a comment
in April 2015, poetry Tags: escape commonplace existence life
My life is spent in one
long effort to escape from
the commonplaces of
existence
Seeking constantly the varied
blissful points of being
in the outer edges of
reality
Never ending struggle to find
things outside of the common
freshening up the minds
corners
Commonplaces of existence
long efforts to escape
how my life is
spent
Art
12 Apr 2015 Leave a comment
in April 2015, poetry Tags: art strangest forms creative outlets
Art in the blood
is liable to take
the strangest
forms
Coursing through the veins
different for each one
forms become
strange
Each outlet expressed differently
from each artist’s mind
every one
exposed
Genius madman either one
liable to take strangest forms
art in
blood
Angels
11 Apr 2015 Leave a comment
in April 2015, poetry Tags: angels good bad sides life right wrong
I may be on the side
of the angels
but don’t for one
second
think that I am
one
of them
Angels are a real rarity
in this world
even more so in
us
who pretend to be
something
quite different
Because one does some good
don’t think that
in corners of their
soul
they are ever anything
more
than devils
Don’t for one second think
regardless of side
that they are indeed
angels
or for that matter
one
of them
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