New Poems

 

1. Raising the game

 

If I could just hold out my hand

And reach this soul

 I would

 I do

 I try

Smart young mind just needs the chance

To step up from the floor

And Take control

 

Form a solid plan and

Up his game

 

We sequence time

To encourage triumph

Seizing the day in bounding

Chunks of glory

 

But at his age

He stands alone

On a busy stage

Waiting for comfort cues

When leading lines are needed

 

 2. Dr doom

 

Agreed with glee at first

To revisit old pastures of life chapters gone

 

Blanked by ancient memories of glory

I felt it rise in the gut

 

I took the lead to engage

 

Bit by bit though

Reality crept in

And old niggles granted themselves

Victorious returns

 

A Heavy weights hangs heavy

On shoulders older now

Giving me reason to remember

Why I dug a different hole to die in

 

For that is surely where I will reside

When the dust settles

And lays me bare

 

 3. In defense of booze

 

In regard to this:

By taking in to account all the evidence

Weighing up the pros and cons

 And adding all the pieces together

 In an attempt to

 Make a solid a case for the positive

 I still can only reach the simple conclusion

 That there is no excuse at all

 

 4. Egg Shells

 

It’s only a matter of time

 

Before the truth

Catches up with me

Spearing my vulnerable soul

Like a limp eyed fish

 

You should face facts

 Acts

 For an act is what it appears to be

 

This thing that

sometimes Generates love

When the moment suits

 

Keeps you living

 

But more often

Than not

It reads like a guessing game

 

Performed on egg shells

 

 5. A world in which you cannot compete

 

When the choices

Are too many

And recipients few

The market gets thinner

For this man of lists

 

Faithful messages

Sent out with good intentions

 

Hit hard against

Hollow hearts

 

The desire to live hermit like

Looms large

 

And actions grow faster

 

But some faithful souls gather

And beat the gong

 

Sound the alarm with genuine force

To bowl back the hollow hearted ones

That have no place here

Inside our cell

 

 6. All these thing

How can you say you love me

When there are all these things

 

Reasons

Statements

Objections

 

Irritations

Resentments

 

And me somehow powerless

To change