loneliness yes
but not aloneness
kisses are given
only by loved ones
the heart yearns for more
many just can't adore
that's why poets are for
what else
who will love em more
unless their love
out to the world they pour
your poetry helps me for sure
some one will hear me
and
take me ashore
where we may love
each other much more
till then kindly endure

Not even the gulls to fill the brilliant
sizzle
a sea of shinning
a desert
not a drop
in sight
of precious taste
for the parchment
like ink
dunes rippled
wave or beast?
placid or monsterous
beast
the depths
beyond the
pleasant surface
are home to
clownfish and minnow
shark and prehistoric
flowing design
bobbing like a cork
on the flotsam of lifes
contribution
the stars if clear will
tell the ordinance of
time

Lashing out unguided missiles
seething anguish aimed awkwardly
bombastic broadsides
hurling hurtful harangues
self righteous rants
belting out berating belittlements
explosive explitive execrations
treacherous taunts
launching outraegous opprobrim
raucous revilement
impulsive lingustic lampoons
pompous polemic profanity
imprudent peacocking
slinging searing sarcasm

Lust love thirst

Lust love and thirst or thrust
All above are but a natural outcome
of human sexual deliberations

tell me why love
if you have no lust
also tell me why lust
if you have no love

the world revolves
about the central pole
Universal man
is in search of the key hole

all who talk about sin as such
are not human in as much
as they are all hypocrites

Tell me how will you
produce a progeny
if you have no lust
nor love of human sex

Chivas Regal
the tea cup
saucer for the Butts

rouge red like winters
rose your lips
and slender hips
glacial sculpt
like a drift

I saw your mum, so still, so sad to die
so near my house, her legs in air, eyes blank
I knew her face and prayed her soul to fly

I didn’t see the killer, car or tank?
We moved her body gently off the street
The day was hot, not long before she stank.

The flies arrived to feed, your mum was meat.
Her belly moved, I reached inside her pouch
And found you there, my heart it missed a beat

Empty bed cold heart

only memories remain

 dreams buried alive

Important birth dates are
3 to 12
when you know
what friends are bringing
as gifts

at 16 when you want
only one to know
sweet sixteen

25 when you play up
with your wife
the time is nearing

to be up sooner after 50
when you are getting bulgy wullgy

At 75
darling where is my toothbrush
give it to me
ere I go and leave all alone

I may need it upstairs
come share with me
toothpaste fifty: fifty

beyond that age
only you be happy
anaesthesia

loves handle carved its smooth
and savage collision
test mannequin reaction
like woolen wired monkey mothers
and manners like elaborate
cheques
beneath the oilskin
beneath the drawer
mixed stainless and silver
production plastic
meals jam packed
or all alone
sipping tea
or whiskey
the waves of a storm
crashing the beaches
of souls
like revelers
absorbing passion
the coins on the platter
the money crumpled
a voyage of origami
fate