There’s Something To Be Said For Going Outside

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There’s something to be said for going outside
Wallowing in the dirt, smearing it on your skin
Returning your soul to the Earth, to be truly free
There’s only one life; you’ve got to get it in
Remove society’s reign over your instincts
Dance unhindered; strip & frolic completely bare
Be at peace with the natural world’s glory
Stand proudly and let your nips feel the harvest air

 

 

*still behind in my posting….

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Working On My Innermost Complications

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Working on my innermost complications
Mechanical therapy with the help of this machine
Delving into the trenches of my battered soul
Returning with perspectives I might have never seen

Quietly Adjusting Back Into Your Life

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Quietly adjusting back into your life
Unseen boundaries & soaked in the rain
But this is a temporary thunderstorm
The sun will return tomorrow & permanently remain
But we don’t need to wait to be happy
For it’s a mere emotion we can choose
‘Fake it until you make it’, still applies
For in the end, what do we have to lose?

Heading West Like Horace Greeley Once Said

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Heading west like Horace Greeley once said
Returning to our fractured American shores
Shining seas & the purple mountains majesty
No politician could make me cease to longer adore
My love of country goes further than just today
The Antichrist’s heir apparent, blights & plagues
No one person represents our nation’s pride
Not from Washington nor down to the dregs

Home. It Isn’t Some Abstract Concept

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Home. It isn’t some abstract concept
It is the loving embrace & happy tears
To return to the only ones who matter
A sigh of relief, time to expel all fear
The safety of my family’s precious arms
Another deployment forevermore sealed
I’m present; allowing us to move forward
& soon enough those pains will be healed

That Time For Announcing A Thankful Heart

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That time for announcing a thankful heart
Admittedly, I’m luckier than I could know
I’m grateful for a cozy home to return to
She’s statuesque; putting on a show
A very fine ensemble with cleavage peeking
I can tell they’re lonely, in need of my kisses
Alas, it’s not the time for anything more
She’s busy, my housewife, my missus
But up her shirt I slowly slither
This wasn’t the next task she had planned
But it’s rather chilly outside
How else shall I warm my cold hands

She’s Got That Weirdness Flowing Through Her Veins

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She’s got that weirdness flowing through her veins
She’s got that funk in her domain
She’s got the brains that I admire
& the beauty that I desire
Everything she does is a tad bit funky
I want to be the fellow with her one key
I want to be the one to love her
& have it returned to me and no other
I can tell she is one of a kind
& I can’t seem to get her out of my mind
But that’s cool with me
She’s an image I love to see
When I look at her, I see there’s a freak inside
You never know what will happen until you’ve tried

*this is an old poem from the 90’s. I’m not claiming it’s any good. I just like it.

Caught Up In The Freedom Of Expression

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Caught up in the freedom of expression
Illuminance firmly held on your body
My thoughts drift beyond the surface
Tinged with the abstract & the naughty
The truth becomes cloudy & distant
But my mind isn’t something to seduce
Isolation of the heart lingers long after
Passion doesn’t lead to an easy truce
There’s a loneliness to be found
When you’re face-first within the squall
The world falls away, folding into itself
You’re feeling small, almost abysmal
But tomorrow will always return
I know someday I’ll find your face
They can’t keep us away forever
I’ll secure you in a steady embrace
Dreams may confuse, but I’m steadfast
Ashore before the death of the sun
The world’s filled with tribulations
But at the end of it all, there’s still only one