Roadkill Poetry

2008-07-21T23:03:00.002-05:00

This is in honor of the worst day of the year. It's always the same day and keep getting worse year by year. So this will be pretty bad too.

It's my party and I'll die if I want to
Die if I want to
Die if I want to
You'd die too if you felt as bad as I do

This is why I refuse to do two shows a day.

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2004-11-11T16:56:00.000-06:00

Remembrance

A friend was laid to rest today
Sweet, gentle and kind
not what you would think of as a fighter
but fight she did, strong and fierce,
everyday that I knew her.

A strong and independent woman
in charge of her life,
and a business that she ran.
Named Taipan for her firm hand.
Yet she had a golden throat and sang so sweet and clear.

Then came a day with news that was bad,
her body was in revolt.
thus the fighter was forged,
her battle begun, though she knew
it was never to be won.

She fought with smiles and hugs
till she couldn't bear a touch
She made friends across the world
lent her support, sent smiles and hugs
and that's how it was that I found her

We laughed and teased
had good times, traded stories back and forth
wielded hammers, stayed up late,
and watched each others backs
even though we never would meet

Good times and bad we stayed in touch
each ready with a hug
Others came and went like tidal flows
but she stayed and stuck
true friends like that really aren't just luck

In the end she had to lose
and in doing so won her peace
She's made the trip we all must make
an angel on earth no more
a real one now looking down, from all her cares released

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2004-10-08T14:12:00.000-05:00

Deep, dark, delicious anger
swelling inside me, nurtured
into rage against all.
Rending, biting, clawing at meat
till all is quiet and the night,
my sweet gentle beloved darkness,
settles over me like a shawl
with peace achieved through destruction

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2004-08-03T13:47:00.000-05:00

cool water for a parched throat
hot soup on a winter day
fresh brewed coffee in the morning
i'd rather have you

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2003-08-09T23:56:00.000-05:00

I dreamed of the forest last night
and you and I in a clearing,
lit by the light of a silver moon, did
live and love and laugh our lives away
sleeping under boughs that saw
the march of Roman soldiers
we lay upon a thick bed of leaves
with green gray moss for pillows
softer than the finest eiderdown
and cried out into the sky
our passion as we made love
first soft and gentle, then
fierce and wild like natures storm
breaking o'er us, till both were spent
and curled around the other, momentarily
sated but still needing the others touch
and does this dream tell of pleasures to come
I pray it does and that I get to hold
my sweet lady fair in wild passions embrace
and raise our voices to the skies under a silver moon
with old and stately trees forming our cathedral

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2003-08-02T23:45:00.000-05:00

I awoke from a sleep so deep
that it took a while to remember
that we had never met

My hand groped in vain to find
the one that was never there
but that all of me knows should be

No Dickensian blot of mustard
was this dream, but a foretelling
of what life could come to be

two imperfect parts of a whole
separated by miles and the lives
that came before our time was right

at last together and able to forge
that perfect thing about which poets sing
and which endures beyond the grave

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2003-07-30T12:15:00.000-05:00

your voice creates in me
a joy so irrepressible
that it bubbles out
in our conversations
as laughter, spontaneous
and uncontrollable
a sign of how good you
make me feel

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2003-07-25T21:16:00.000-05:00

i seasoned new cast iron today
heavy metal cookware
scrubbed in hot hot hot soapywater with a stiff brush
the foundry's preservative turned the soapsuds gray
leaving a sticky ring around the sink and staining towels
unprotected metal trying to rust as it dried
needing a coating of shortening before being baked
for an hour then allowed to cool.
transforming into non-stick cookware
eventually turning black from use
the odor of hot metal and cooked grease remains
in the air, stinging the nostrils and eyes
a small price to pay for an heirloom to be
as well as incentive to care for it properly
so this process never has to be repeated

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2003-07-24T16:48:00.000-05:00

the summer sun leaves salt rings on my shirt
as i cut weeds grown thick and tall from recent rains
bits of leaves, seeds and dirt stick to my sweaty skin
getting down inside my shirt making me itch
scratching
digging
irritating
i imagine the relief of a cold shower
sluicing my skin clean as chill droplets shatter
blasting away the detritus of the afternoons labor
and the heat of the summer sun

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2003-07-21T02:23:00.000-05:00

sleep elusive
too much hurts
brain is dead
fingers sore
nothing comes
no words flow
i know its in there
somewhere

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2003-07-20T05:14:00.000-05:00

lust rolling burning seething
like a living thing inside me
i want to take you and make you
bend to my will
what is this inside me
is it madness, is it passion
is it just male hormones
running wild
that make me want to possess and use
you wildly, tie you up and strip
you down, make you moan and scream
my name
not leave you any choices
get you heated so you want
to be taken hard and long
all night
sating my wild passion
with your sweet and tender body
easing the wild hunger that i have
for you

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2003-07-15T13:41:00.000-05:00

waiting out a hurricane today
one of natures ultimate blow-jobs
bringing rain and wind in epic proportions
watching the media circus out in the storm
so they can tell us how dangerous it is
then acting surprised when they only see
other media or emergency services vehicles
dumbasses carefully documenting their actions
film at eleven
invited to a naked hurricane party later this evening
should be amusing, if i decide to go
although cold rain might spoil my entrance
just one more way of laughing in the face
of uncaring forces bigger than i am

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2003-07-14T21:12:00.000-05:00

weekend trip to my daughter's
one as usual, full of life
feisty and mother henning
but my youngest had surgery
and though a grown woman
strong and independent
sore and dopey from her anesthetic
as i fed her some pudding
spoonful by spoonful
dragging the spoon across her lips
to remove the excess
parental memories assailed me
and she was once again the tiny baby
that i fed so many years before
it hurt to see her in pain

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2003-07-10T01:07:00.000-05:00

new burner installed
in an old slow pc
geriatric upgrade
for a lost cause
bundled burner software
crashes the system
even though it claims
to run on it
can google save the day
it seems not since
google is only
a popularity contest
deep search is needed
as is patience

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2003-07-08T01:17:00.000-05:00

sounds of rain on the rooftop
after loading a friends possesions
into a rented moving van
gives a sense of relief
that i don't have to be there
to help unload it all

I feel the touches of soreness
in muscles not regularly used
reminding me of the days toil
and of moves i have made
how it feels to start anew
i have to wonder is it time to move on

my feet have been feeling itchy
a restlessness is in my soul
i've been too long in one place
though i know i'm needed here
theres new ground to be covered
and other places to be explored

the grass is always greener
anywhere but where i am
and the road is always calling
theres a new place just up the way
i guess i'm just a rolling stone
with moss instead of roots

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2003-07-06T19:35:00.000-05:00

fragrant hardwood smoke
curling and drifting
around seasoned pieces of meat
its low heat transforming
raw animal tissues
into succulent mouth watering
red ringed fork tender
works of culinary art
so flavor imbued that any sauce
is rendered superflous
the lingering scent
a reminder of the magic
of wood fired BBQ

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2003-07-05T05:35:00.000-05:00

i love to touch my lady fair
and feel the softness of her skin
then kiss where i have touched
opening a button here, a zipper there
so fingers, hands and lips may go
where ere they desire

over curves and planes,
round mounds and gentle swells
and where moisture abounds
to hear her softly gasp
when a place is found that
sends a tingle round and round

to feel the press of her lips on mine
as we do embrace, that is sublime indeed
as are her hands on me
touching and touched, two souls combine
as passion does increase
and our union is complete

warm wet heat wrapped all about
as loves desire does plunge
first soft and slow
but as the tide does rise
so does the pace of our dance
till wildly do we go

bucking and plunging, hands caressing
kisses hot and deep
we mingle sweat and breath
till comes the little death
that overtakes us both
and then we spend and spend

till we both are spent
then with smiles and laughter
we hold each other close
lying there beside my lady fair
returning slowly to this plane
from whence passion carried us

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2003-07-03T16:41:00.000-05:00

bladder pressure waking me up
or so i thought
instead it turned out to be
words clamoring for life
needing to be expressed
set down before
they faded back into the oblivion
where words come from

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2003-07-01T04:05:00.000-05:00

people yapping
like sheep bleating
lips flapping
gums beating
constantly yammering
saying nothing
of importance
can't you morons
see i'm reading
just go home
and kill yourselves

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2003-06-29T21:55:00.000-05:00

firm unyielding pressure
cool textured vertical surface
belies the heat it helps create

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2003-06-27T00:48:00.000-05:00

sometimes if i'm here
you might be away
or when you sign on
just my luck i'm offline

but no matter why
the fact remains
that a night without you
just isn't the same

no discourse on subjects
from serious to fun
no getting in trouble
or being called hun

but when we connect
the night takes on flavor
however long we get
is time well savored

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2003-06-25T12:06:00.000-05:00

the road outside my door
beckons and calls to me
it's been too long
since i set my feet on it
in any meaningful way

i feel the stir inside
that says its getting
to be that time again
to go and see what i see
but not where i have been

east or west, north or south
should a coin toss decide
where tonight i lay my head
or should i stay and be the rock
that I'm supposed to be

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2003-06-24T18:31:00.000-05:00

too busy to write
too much to do
no time for words
no time for sleep
no time for food
don't you hate
when a plan fails
to come together

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2003-06-23T22:32:00.000-05:00

the path is hidden
answers elude
seek within

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2003-06-22T17:08:00.000-05:00

On a nondescript road through
east Texas forests of tall dark pines
not yet brutalized by lumber companies
in a clearing i saw a dancer
thin and lithe, dressed in white
her skirts flared out as she twirled
a spot of brightness in the shadows
cast by those large and looming pines
that seemed to watch this graceful
little dogwood tree perform just for them

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2003-06-22T00:05:00.000-05:00

i think about us cooking together
me wrapped around you, intimately
touching though fully clothed
our movements one, creating nourishment
for our bodies even as we create
it for our souls

the scent of your hair fills my head
the feel of your clothed nakedness
fills my blood with heat
I have to kiss your neck
so soft and tender then taste your ear
to make you giggle

we stir and add and stir some more
two bodies one from head to floor
you wiggle against me and I grow
against you cupping your soft breast
through thin cloth feeling your nipple
harden against my palm

water boils and noodles join it
my blood boils with it heated by
desire for your sensuous grace
my tongue licks up the back of your neck
and you shiver in my arms, laugh
and turn to kiss me

dinner forgotten, passion now reigns
as we find what we truly want
a buffet of each other, all we can eat
driving pounding wet hot moaning sweaty
writhing till we reach momentary satiation
and just lie together content in touching

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2003-06-20T20:33:00.000-05:00

box to upgrade
discs to burn
data to back up
words to write
security to run
pages to build
that damn button
needs to be pushed
Jane get me off this crazy thing

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2003-06-19T06:42:00.000-05:00

morning has risen
coffee brewed and consumed
Life stirs its sluggish head

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2003-06-18T14:54:00.000-05:00

dragged back to consciousness
movement is protested
down deep in the bones
as dark pain invades
scouring along the pathways
turning rest into restlessness
denying meditation
taking two pills
call me in the morning

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2003-06-17T16:35:00.000-05:00

Come lie within my arms lovely lady
and kiss me on my lips
for I would feel your warmth
and taste of your sweet breath

Kiss upon kiss we would share
till kisses were not enough
then pleasures and laughter
would ring out through the night

When sleep did come to claim its due
and our energy was spent
together in repose we would lie
entwined like coils of rope

Then when the morrow broke
and each other were our first sight
we would smile and laugh and touch
and begin our kissing anew

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2003-06-17T01:01:00.000-05:00

i answer the phone
and a voice on the other end
questions and questions
why me, why not me

i answer the phone
and a voice on the other end
pours out loneliness and despair,
saying take it away, make it better

i answer the phone
and a voice on the other end
releases its grief, crying,
quietly sobbing, loudly screaming

i answer the phone
and the pain of others
tries to find surcease
in words instead of introspection

i answer the phone
and a voice on the other end
brings joy to my world
with nothing more than hi baby

i still answer the phone
because of one voice

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2003-06-15T17:24:00.000-05:00

a childhood friend in town today
made for a welcome chance to reacquaint
lives that once were inseparable
and see what time had changed or not
in appearance and personality
during the few short hours that we had
stories traded, pictures too
as well as promises to stay in touch
then each returned to where we were
carrying with us a reconnection to our past

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2003-06-14T17:24:00.000-05:00

aromatic chicken on the spit
its grease sputtering and smoking
curried rice on the stovetop
pot lid rattling with the steam
green beans with butter, lemon and garlic
caressed with low heat so they stay crisp
fresh homemade bread browning in the oven
potent aromas colliding, mingling
swirling throughout kitchen and house
Salivating, my belly rumbles in anticipation

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2003-06-13T22:00:00.000-05:00

today my old companion came
and took from me my peaceful dreams
then whispered in my ear
"I've come to spend the day with you"

sending fingers running up and down
my arms and back and legs
reminding me of each and every place
that i had ever had to heal

and every time i bent a joint
pushed a key, took a step
my companion whispered intimately
"I'm here with you today"

no pill nor potion, lotion or cream
not even a lovers warm embrace
can dissuade this touch
or persuade my companion to leave

only time will end this visit
perhaps tomorrow or another day
and still the voice that whispers hauntingly
"One day I'll be here to stay"

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2003-06-11T17:16:00.000-05:00

i miss a lover i have never met, never seen
except in images frozen flat and still forever
so unlike the fiery shifting emotions that fill
our words and voices as we play
verbally caressing, holding, stimulating
as our individual bodies find some small ecstasy
each in a room far removed from the other

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2003-06-10T23:25:00.000-05:00

now i lay me down to sleep
praying i shall never wake
that my slumber be eternal
and my damnation not infernal
if having a soul be my fate
let it just dissipate
for if there be heaven or hell
i'll pass on them as well
let me go to never return
as neither man nor worm
with all forms of life i'm through
being sick and tired and blue

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2003-06-09T14:44:00.000-05:00

where can a man go anymore
to get some quiet and peace
and leave behind the breeding morass
with their mini-vans and screaming brats
raised on fast food and sugared drinks
tv in the back of the car and cell phones at hand

noise unrelenting from dawn to dawn
lights drowning out the stars
people packed together like ants
living cheek to cheek
even so called wilderness
is jammed with these sheep playing games

air pollution's turning the air brown
acid rain's eating the mountain rock
watered lawns drain the river's flow
uncaring feet tear down the very earth
where's a man to go anymore
without finding someone's trash

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2003-06-08T20:07:00.000-05:00

in a darkness of my own making
where all the pathways lead within
shutting out the light from outside
cutting off friends like amputated limbs
retreating ever farther from living
giving up on even trying
surviving now on just the pain
letting it guide me always deeper
searching for the peace that eludes
for the quiet that can never be
inside the one place it can't exist

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2003-06-07T21:43:00.000-05:00

Patriot Act

Bread and circuses in our homes each night
while freedoms slip away
all the sheep want are safe little lives
no matter what they give away

to stupid to care, to blind to see
self involvement is the creed
its not your fault, don't take responsibility
don't think for yourself or question anything

just stay within the lines set out
by government and peers
let your whole life be databased
you've got nothing to hide

until some law gets changed again
by corporate whim or worse
making you an outlaw or another contrived incident
provides the excuse to make this a police state

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2003-06-05T13:23:00.000-05:00

An emotional black hole,
devourer of all feelings
unable to give back anything real
longing to be touched,
awakened inside, to feel
the renewal of love returned to
a lover, a child, a mother

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2003-06-04T21:01:00.000-05:00

I awoke to strange surroundings, filled with ruddy light
like that of iron heated to glowing

I trod a path well worn, at first alone, then saw that i was following a figure covered from view yet seemingly known to me.

Horrendous cries and smells assualted my senses from mounds that moved and writhed. I dared not look to close for something told me that i wanted not to see

the air was close and dank, its very texture almost repugnant and slowly the mounds closed in becoming walls of a canyon through which the deep and furrowed path wound its way.

the figure ahead of me spoke no word, made no gesture to acknowledge my presence behind it. I called out "hello, what is this place". but no response came. I grew tired and paused to rest, standing as no seat availed itself to me...only the walls that moved and groaned, that i did not want to see.

The figure turned and spoke, a deep yet not unpleasing voice, from within a hood that let not a feature escape. "this is not the place you were brought to see, although you still refuse to view it." Then turned and moved along the path.

Feeling commanded yet not sure why, I restarted my trek, curiosity maiing me cry out "do you know me sir, if so what is this strange and noisome place, that gives such rank and fetid gloom." No answer came, the guide ahead strode on.

I followed and followed and followed yet more, till boredom made me look about and try to discern what was around me. And paused in shock as the landscape resolved itself into individual parts. No rock or soil or vegetation this land did have, but was made of beings burning and writhing in torment.

The glow was from the couches on which they were bound, that cooked them as surely as any grill. slowly roasted, mouths open in pain, venting screams yet strangley muted. I recoiled in shock, stopping dead still. the shade ahead paused and said "so you finally open your eyes" "why, what place is this" I asked and received this reply.

"This is where what must be will be, where all bills come paid, and final reckonings catch up." then the figure moved on, I followed, more afraid than ever in my life.

What was my purpose here, why was i being trekked through this horror of a land. of these things i had no clue, only a small fear that grew in the back of my mind, a niggling thought of something i knew wasn't true.

A long time later the figure stopped and pointed up the wall. "look here" it said, in its commanding tone. My gaze followed its direction and saw a woman on the heated slab. Fair and lush was she, and known to me well. "why is she here" i cried and made to go to her, thinking to effect her release.

but i was stopped by forces unseen, held to the path against my will. I flailed and writhed trying to find escape with no more success than the damned around me.

The shade looked at me and said "you may not alter what is seen here ...as long as you are in this place. This is where what must be will be and not for you to change."

"Then why am i brought to this demonic hall of pain, if not to save even one that I knew and loved?"

"She made her own bed in this place by denying love that was offered, her fear of hurt let her pass by the chance for a life of joy. The ember she chose to carry inside is become her bed of pain. as regret consumed her in life it now consumes her here."

"And why am i brought here to witness this monstrous sight."

"It was within you to change her fate but you let her slide away, your choice not to pursue let her choose not to risk."

"Then punish me shade" I cried, "if it was my doing that led her to this! let me take her place."

"you have a path that needs to be followed, of that i say no more. But know you this, that in your mind you will always carry the vision of this result. You heed not others around you. Thinking they matter not, but what you do or do not do makes differences in lives and endings you perceive not. Look beyond your self and maybe yet this will be undone"

having spoken thus he pulled a piece of his hood back there came forth such a light that i was blinded and woke then in my bed.

the phone was ringing and when i answered a voice said hi baby, and i near wept for it was she i had seen in torment in my dream. As we talked my eyes fell on the floor, there i saw black and dirty marks from shoe soles melted and burned.

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2003-06-03T19:53:00.000-05:00

Columbia Fell

seven astronauts brave and true
rode the lightning and Columbia flew
a bump and a bang from tank debris
skinn't the left wing, but let her fly free

achieving their orbit, missions were done
the experiments, measurements and research too
while racing along, looking down at the world
and living their dream of being in space

at 8:08 on Feb 01 Houston control said
you're go for a burn, and so homeward they came
but the wing had been damaged, the heat too severe
as well as the mach 18 wind shear

then over Texas a star appeared
it boomed and it burst and rained down
in the streets. Columbia was lost with all hands
Rest in Peace.

Anderson, Brown, Chawla and Clark
Husband, McCool and Ramon, these names will live on
for they watch us all now, forever in the heavens
where astronauts go when they're finished living the dream

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2003-06-02T14:31:00.000-05:00

i've looked for the purple mountains majesty
and amber waves of grain, but thats all hidden now
by the glare from the lights of the interstate

the food tastes the same from east coast to west
and everything's pastuerized, homogenized, sanitized
all for our protection of course

coffee can't be hot enough to get out to the truck
since some silly twit decided she would sue.
corporations ate the mom and pops, chains wrapped up the diners too

dollar menus now are king, where once blue plate specials ruled
state to state it's all the same, one country under God
and those damned lights of the interstate

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2003-06-02T00:36:00.000-05:00

i've played with peoples lives
and told a thousand lies just to get laid
led em on and on and played the head games
i let them think that i really cared for them
when getting off was all that they ever meant to me
so like the song says, "i'm not a nice guy after all"

my past is full of tears and broken hearts
from when i ran away from what was theirs to give
scared of kids or cats or being loved or bored
submissive slaves to strong hard women to aging beauty queens
not one of them sufficed, could be i'm only happy with just me
so like the song says, "i'm not a nice guy after all"

i've got no job, no talent to sell except a gift of gab.
i'll use you up or drag you down and toss you to the side
i never want the one i have, it's all about the hunt
i wish that i could find that one for whom i'd die at once
but for that you need something i don't have
Cause like that song says, "i'm not a nice guy after all"

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