Prodigal Sun

my heart beating
myself up and
at em for another day
of trying to be success-full
of life, liberty and pursuing
happiness with... her
absence from me
myself and I
wonder if I can trust
and comfort the survivor
series of events leading
the blind swordsman
without even a blade
of grass between his bare feet
from what he most desires
to be ensconced,
surrounded by loving, caring
about his well-being
without a soul
full of laughter, honest and true
to words
smithed by talented wrights
and wrong time of day light saving
myself for the return of the prodigal
sun lighting the Darkness
and shadow creatures...


10:36a
12/9/12

Morning Coffee

I serve her

coffee every morning

waking, prepping, watching

her sleep peacefully

unaware of me

and my struggle

to keep her

happy with us

being us still

being separate entities

connected in ways

defying simple classification

as “friends,” “lovers”

of common things

given uncommon significance

by experiences shared

between man, woman

-child of circumstances

beyond her control

of me weakened

by distance, time

to man up

to the required

Universal bar set

with bloody maries

trying to drown

in sanguine sippage

from venerable veins

of golden goodness

emanates like sun

chasing the darkness

within us both

not wanting this

change to happen

to good people

who only want

happily ended stories

told to hide

in ignorance’s bliss

easily shattered, priceless

treasures, Dragon hordes

only the best

for divine tribute

from the acolyte

of the complex

pantheon’s a mystery

with no solution

to the puzzle

of complete absolution

from previous sins

in previous situation

getting so thick

like mama’s gravy

slathered on biscuits

of cheddar fluff(iness)

the perfect compliment

to the rock

of heart’s petrification

showing fossilized markings

from ancient civilization

lost to primal

beasts with urges

to be untamed

by harsh rei(g)ns

of die-hard habitual

mistakes were made

cast in gold

bells once rung

cannot be un-rung

un-announcing the time

waits for none

regardless of claim(ed)

power to change

for the better

man will win

what he deserves

to be served

on a platter

like hot sex

haikus written collectively

archived conversations kept

in a chest

with no heart

to do anything

but serve her

coffee every morning.

4:09p

12/2/12

(untitled)

“I can feel your energy from two planets away…”

Did you really think I wouldn’t know?

How much you hurt,

the need,

feel the tears on our pillows?

Even when I slumber

I can feel you *nuzzle* me

Seeking something akin to comfort

Something you know you’ll find.

I know things are rough right now

And I’m more than willing to be your port in the storm…

A shelter from the world at large

It is part of a Daddy’s duty to protect his little one, right?

Keep the “monsters” away (except those three…)

Never forget where home is,

And I will never forget to leave the light on for you,

My precious daughter.

5:39p

***for those who are wondering, the quote is Kendrick Lamar's "Bitch Don't Kill My Vibe"***

11/21/12

runaway with me
to a hidden island home
happy together
11:02a

your home awaits you
strong arms, soft kisses, relax
by Love's fire.
11:08a

10/25/12

"will you stay?" she asks
looking up with loving eyes
"how can I refuse?"
3:08p

10/23/12

"naughty," she calls me
in the late night, early morn
open, she remains
3:13p

Daemonik Daddy
teaching, reaching... breaking girl
inevitable
6:01p

10/11/12

little kitten. love
prodigal baby-girl
I miss her so much
9:31a

not-so-little girl
growing up so very fast
but still my baby.
9:43a

play in my dreadlocks
pull and tug to heart's content
just no cutting, love
10:05p

last night

last night

last night I ran

jumped.

frolicked

in a bank parking lot’s sprinklers

Pan and His favorite wood nymph

the hustle and bustle of downtown

drowned out by laughter and moonlight

last night I sang

at the top of my drunken lungs

silly, sexy ballads

dedicated to her

a private show in public view

as bloody blessed virgins

received menthol kisses

last night I taught

repetitious recitations

burned into the psyche

as permanent as a tattoo upon the soul(ful)

a magical, mystical mantra

I am… you are… HERE.

and LOVED.

last night she came

on top

on command

on my tongue

again and again

begging for more

never satisfied

last night we had a child

beautiful

intelligent

wise beyond her years

just like her mother

a demi-goddess in her own (w)right

last night I walked

alongside a panther

no leash needed

free to roam

though she chose her master’s left

My fiercest guardian

and tamest pet

last night I soared

on wings of purest white

of deepest crimson

of sparkling jade

different courses to one destination

Mount Olympus – where the deities play

away from prying eyes

last night I had everything

everything was perfect

all was (w)right with the world

not a cloud in the sky

I could reach the stars

And count them individually…

but then I awoke.

Trains of Thoughts (Associated Words)

owner of the loc(k)

and key (to)

my heart

my love

sealed inside

waiting to be used

no return address

no backsies

bloodsworn promises

kept. keep

on keeping

on my heart

a rune,

a talisman

binding spell

intangible

though no less real

a contract

between myselfs

she and I

negotiated

the terms

equitable

fairest of them all

mirror on the wall

flooded with pictures

memories

a sea of tears

perfect compliment

to her sunshine

bright smile

making my days better

than the rest

I don’t get

night(mares)

on the plains

of my imagination

running wild

unfettered

female

mother nature

unpredictable

father time

constant(ly)

giving life

to hope

beyond hope

sight

beyond sight

the blade

an omen

source of Power

to gain more

infinite wisdom

 to know

the difference

between right

and wrong

time to

go or stay

put(ting) flowers

on the grave

situation

room for rent

with no option to buy

my love

is already owned

securely loc(k)ed.

7/11/12

9:43 pm

no goddess

she’s no goddess

or so she claims

just an ordinary girl, in love with an ordinary boy

yet lionized and canonized

her absence leaves me empty

adam, fallen from grace

fully aware of the blessings lost…

to temptation.

my happiness is Lot’s wife

turned to a pillar of salt(iness)

punishment for curiosity

for looking back on the Sodom and Gomorrah of my life

                                                                                                                (Ragnarok)

she’s no goddess

or so she claims

just an ordinary girl, in love with an ordinary boy

pagan rituals practiced at the altar of her thighs

her touch is manna from heaven,

providing sustenance, keeping my soul_ful

breathing life into deflated lungs

causing the broken, still heart to beat

creating a new being

a new life

from the dust

according to her vision.

                                                                                                                (Genesis)

she’s no goddess

or so she claims

just an ordinary girl, in love with an ordinary boy

HERESY!!

beautiful aphrodite

wise, insightful athena

temperamental oshun

sought-after freyja

                                                                                                                (Mt. Olympus)

she’s no goddess

or so she claims

just an ordinary girl, in love with an ordinary boy…

no. not A goddess

a PANTHEON

with one humble follower.

                                                                                                                (universal acolyte)

7:06p

5/24/12

Message In A Bottle

no goddess

she’s no goddess

or so she claims

just an ordinary girl, in love with an ordinary boy

yet lionized and canonized

her absence leaves me empty

adam, fallen from grace

fully aware of the blessings lost…

to temptation.

my happiness is Lot’s wife

turned to a pillar of salt(iness)

punishment for curiosity

for looking back on the Sodom and Gomorrah of my life

                                                                                                                (Ragnarok)

she’s no goddess

or so she claims

just an ordinary girl, in love with an ordinary boy

pagan rituals practiced at the altar of her thighs

her touch is manna from heaven,

providing sustenance, keeping my soul_ful

breathing life into deflated lungs

causing the broken, still heart to beat

creating a new being

a new life

from the dust

according to her vision.

                                                                                                                (Genesis)

she’s no goddess

or so she claims

just an ordinary girl, in love with an ordinary boy

HERESY!!

beautiful aphrodite

wise, insightful athena

temperamental oshun

sought-after freyja

                                                                                                                (Mt. Olympus)

she’s no goddess

or so she claims

just an ordinary girl, in love with an ordinary boy…

no. not A goddess

a PANTHEON

with one humble follower.

                                                                                                                (universal acolyte)