older men younger men
age sometimes means not a thing
depends though don't it

met a younger man
he had more charm strength and grace
than some older gents

you just never know
when time is going to hit you
what then will you do?

Love Courtship Romance
Are they not worth some respect?
There

lasting impressions
romantic nights with sweet love
I'm such a sucker

Lovely ambiance
Great music superb dancers
Beautiful woman

Was so good I thought
I

I am learning what
reading and understanding
the mental, of yours

numbers and givens
alone hands or are friends real
testing the water

A poem for Stuart
a for sure jack ass.. who knew??
incredible sloth

he: the best defense
then she: is a strong offense
collective one strong

they: give it a rest
she: (keeps quiet aware)
him: (smiles and laughs)

have a wink of bless
drain the cup of misery
with cheer ache pleasure

if this is easter
where are wester and norther
perhaps they've gone south

need millions, retire??
not really look at cousin
broke and don't do shit

feeble badinage
amid the lame entourage
HBO doth blow

Dance till late again
Although one thirty pm
My bed beckons me

Dance twice on Friday
Dance seven days a week now
Soon be obsessive

coyotes howling
although while my eyes are closed
it is CATS I see

no star has fallen
cascading from heaven's hold
where my trip clears these

it was his alter
those king's and knights weilded swords
upon the fair seas

I say hello dear
he asks me what is my fear
the wall is built strong

not much of nothing
could forever size in all
everything falls.........

love delivers
IT dances devilishly
is love it? what is...

to seek love is the
harshest but greatest task of
the human being

which causes the great
joys and sufferings of this
present world we live...in

Fond Memories


She's a six. Dates eights.
She can do better than me.
Told me I'm a one.

Told her "I am not."
I said "I'm at least a two."
She burst out laughing

Hot or Not web site.
I'm Definitely Not Hot.
My rating: a Two.

She scarred me for life
That evil cold heartened witch
I am to a two

Asked her for a dance
She looked me up and down. "No!"
"You're too ugly to be seen with. Now go away."

Wonderful dancer
Responsive but controlled
She

choice at own sweet will
without a rhyme or reason
induldging my mood

when a soul stops to
relax and get off the ger-
bil wheel, there's more ground

I don't know if folks
who let their jobs rule their lives
know what it is to...

well, live...putting off
tomorrow for a dollar
a life of paychecked...

Hard work and planning
ensures a future pay off.
LazY pays off NoW !! :)

the penalty to
overstay the welcome, contempt
familiarity

tested social in
a test tube, experiment
dissected by words

can we play with the
tools of the gods, madness, earth
dancing with her fires...

I feel the knife go
in again and again so
lost I am, to life

you read it here first
and now life imitates art
suck that, sweet jesus

check out an oldie but a prescient one :
http://www.badhaiku.com/index.php?startNum=3258

then check today's link under ash :-)

into the wetness
a mighty hunter goes down
spear the bearded clam

bear with a sore paw
gloom, unkindest cut of all
heavy woe-be gone

the twisted world to
which we grow into, bombs, fear
the 1990s seemed

much more mature oddly
like this whole freaking war thing
is a dead lame duck

an innocent world
roller skates and tickle games
once upon a time

toes and fantasy
bean bags with big holes in them
Tony the Tiger

gonna need this
spring and key vague changes
bye March, hi April

customs of adulthood
are absurd, children's games
oddly make much more sense

twinkle in your eye
blue skys are so beautiful
a new adventure

steady homewardbound
destiny bridges take stand
peaceful surrender

I need to let you people go
I just do

he who seeks his life shall lose it and he who loses his life shall find it

I desire a sense
of joy and complexity
and a feeling of spiritual

release, a connection
with a higher power that
no matter what, the

satanic desire to lash out
or to respond as I did
would all be samsara

we are in the SAME FUCKING
BOAT

you're just a bunch of pigs
go trample someone else's
pearls...

I suspect you want
me to get mad now but I've
just run out of mad cow

like a bird circling
it comes around yet again
grandma has a cock

in awe of decree
love's garden has no measure
with my eyes closed, dream

ocean sang things free
stolen heart at one's command
a piece of heaven

the pull steals my sleep
head, heart and hands fled away
note colors flying

on this rock I shall
build my church or so they said
on paper, but I do

not think they said he
who lives by scissors dies by
the scissor, cuts both ways

Man made of paper
She shredded him with scissors
Broke his heart with rock

Scissors cut paper
But paper can cover rock
And rock breaks scissors

The fuzzy bee buzzed
up yellow Umbro flowers
black tangly nector

Bulging prostate gland
mountain behind the boulders
grandma has a cock

my mind is so limbed
with new age thought, the secret
is not to make the

psychological
thought process of the Secret
my way of thinking

Confined to a bed
With these fractured limbs galore
Intractable plight

it's easy to shoot
it out over words, styles
it's harder to work

to develop on
the fronts of social and of
self at the same time

groups of creative
sorts that play clique are just stuck
in high school rabble

think, which matures into
a virus which passes as
an excuse for real

thought processing, real new
ideas, like Bay of Pigs, this
God damn Iraq war...

Vietnam, and you
can bet the biggest mistakes
in history were made by more
that one man in kind