The Tan

Basking in the sun's yellow embrace,
I find a soothing warm touch
as from an old treasured friend.

Slowly skin turns an abrasive red,
to signify the heavenly gift.
I turn this way and that,
hoping my office complexion improves.

Then, I hear their engines fire,
machines of modern society
driving ever onward in their schedules.

They begin cutting the grass,
I'm filled with the smell of murdered plants.
All around me the green carnage grows,
until the smell is sickening.

I leave my yard and go inside to brood about inconsiderate neighbors.
I hope I'm a little browner tomorrow.

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I wanted to write a poem, but the night's too late and I can't get my words straight.

The Romantic Couple

The Romantic Couple
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Oh! How my arms wish to embrace you.
My hands desire to hold you close.
Each inch of skin to feel heat from you.
To hold you near is what I desire most.

To feel softest hair fall past my face,
and to smell the sweetest scent of love.
Tasting truth and devotion from your lips,
I gaze upon my blessing from above.

Oh! How my heart wishes to beat near yours.
To be away from you is a living death,
an existence forever pale and full of sorrow.
I want to love you until my dying breath.

So, stay with me tonight, my love
let lovers feel what their hearts may dare.
With souls entwined until the morrow,
let this be our holy lover's prayer.

Its a shame

To see what gets discarded...

What?

I thought there were laws preventing 'profanity' from being on Alabama car tags..  guess the censor took a smokebreak and this one got through.

and they walked towards the sunset

awoke to find myself upon a path,
near some wild wood, unfamiliar.
fearful lips let slip a nervous laugh,
forward leads towards a northern star.

soon the path began to climb.
slow but constant was the step,
until was conquered that incline,
but forever was lost a youthful pep.

the wooded plateau did endless extend.
the path was cluttered with rock and stone.
sorrow filled me from the cruel portend,
but then was realized, i was not alone.

Athena's handmaiden bright, true and fair,
now accompanied a lowly mortal's toil,
with hands entwined and love laid bare,
loneliness was abandoned upon that soil.

... and they walked towards the sunset.

feel so

waking to the slim, blurry rays of blinding sunlight,
preparing for the busy work day ahead,
gathering my things as i begin to leave home
...i feel so hopeful.

within the nested comfy cocoon of my cubical,
working, striving, producing and even,
laughing with all my dear friends
...i feel so handy.

coming home to find the incompetent lawn guy's mower
eviscerated a sign into a thousand pieces in my yard,
where each piece must be picked up by hand
...i feel so annoyed.

late at night, when a hush falls over the city,
dark thoughts turn to my life and my choices
and second guess the paths that I've chosen,
...i feel so alone.

i feel like in the confusion of life,
i missed my chance to find my love
and i fear she will always evade my grasp.
...i feel so sad.