Snow Days Are No Legitimate Excuse


Snow days are no legitimate excuse
Do not bundle your cute tush away
Let me see some of that sass & flair
I want you to tease, taunt & maybe sashay
Listen to the passionate voices of love
We’re always leading the way; the vanguard
Let’s start with a hand up your sweater
I’m curious to see if your nipples are hard


Sitting In Great Silence












Sitting in great silence
The musings of the mind’s voice
Attempts at a sly peek
Right words are the hardest choice
Greeted by a blank look
Can’t think quick; I sputter
She’s too beautiful for me
Under my breath I lowly mutter

Life Is Funny That Way




Life is funny that way
Exposed from the inside out
Natural rules in the darkness
Sullen secrets they’re willing to tout
But claw your way past the nonsense
Clear their voices out of your eyes
There’s a truth within your heart
Cling to it, before it withers & dies


Wanting To Dance Naked


Wanting to dance naked
Instinctively wanting to go down
Perfection within moonlight
Wearing her like a crown
Hearing her voice serenade
She’s what dreams are made of
Drifting off to Neverland
Knowing how Southern girls love


Be Proud Of Your Rebellion


Be proud of your rebellion
Let them etch your name of the scroll
Do not hide in the shadows
For they’re still coming for your soul
Stand up boldly in disapproval
For they can’t silence every voice
Rise up in robust rejection
Protest their very system while you have a choice
Do not wait – for the end could be near
Only through our absolute unity can we fight
They’re all the same – ass or pachyderm
They’ll bleed us dry if we can’t unite


My Soul Fills With Song For Uncle Walt


My soul fills with song for Uncle Walt
Years of running in circles
Trying to find my voice
He whispered his love in my ear
My wheels slipping on the rails
I turn, ready for the future
Ripping down my walls
Looking outside for someone to share
Hiding in shadows no more
I shall set sail for those lost dreams


Deconstructing Rants


Deconstructing rants
Working to uncover a gem
They’re trying to suffocate my soul
But to hell with them
I’m going to keep being me
As if anyone had a choice
Keep pounding those keys
Digging deep for my authentic voice


You’re A Questionable Soul


You’re a questionable soul
Lying in the Captain’s brig
After drinking his scotch
& wearing his wife’s wig
Definitely conduct unbecoming
Her voice sounding the alarm
The man knows your name now
Surely you’ll swing from the yardarm

*previously posted on former blog


Suppressing All Normal Emotions


Suppressing all normal emotions
Pushing away anything that can hurt
Dos mas cerveza por favor
Life for sale under those miniskirts
The sun baking away all energy
Narrow streets with unfamiliar voices
Paranoid of the peddlers’ greed
Caution or you’ll always feel these choices


Trespassed On A Delicate Shore


Trespassed on a delicate shore
Holding words meant to disclose
Deliberate voices left on the floor
Sternly bright with shades of a rose
The angels always knew where to go
Savagely speaking without falsehood
Tiny steps always right & thorough
Being gentle wont do you any good