The birds and the bees
Springtime in the air,
the world rouses from slumber
and it gets BUSY.
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The miracle
“No wonder you don’t smile much,”
they said regarding my sadness.
I shook my head and said,
“No – it’s a wonder I smile at all.”
Threadbare Dragon
Our childhood dragons
outgrow their stuffing and change
into adult dreams.
Modeled
The curve of her frame
fits neatly into my hand;
it was made for it.
Sinking ships
Paradoxically, by saving face,
you’ve abandoned all pretense of grace.
You sound like an ass
without an ounce of class –
you’re why they call it a “rat race”.
“Daniel”
The sound of my name,
when you spoke it in rapture,
haunts me to this day.
Bittersweet
May all those we love
who can’t love us in return
live long, and happy,
and may they remember us
when they touch themselves at night.
The great divide
Oh, I wish my arms
were long enough, strong enough
to bridge the distance.
On the edge
Still pinching pennies
and stretching every dollar,
trying to survive.
The value of your words
Penny thoughts aren’t worth a dime
but people like to take the time
to put pen to page
and turn vulgar into sage
with prose, poetry, and rhyme.
A (wise) man of two faces 