here's some original poetry for you

i'm finally writing again and it must mean i'm happy or inspired or both or maybe just the act of writing itself brings me joy and satisfaction...maybe i was in another one of those self-proclaimed coccoons...repairing my motors and gears...busy designing the style and color of my newest set of wings i wrote this while sitting on the train...scribbling away while sitting still yet flying in reverse in a backwards seat...not going back in time but forward in life....enjoy



usually intentionally avoiding the cliche
dare i say with hallmarkian zest with echoes of an afterschool special
when it rains it pours
either feast or famine

usually eros leaves me
unattended

something you should never do to a burning candle
yet when he decides to pull back his bow and launch one of his ornery arrows
he tends to target more than one man for me to ponder and pine over to overcrowd my head to overcrowd my heart
with fantasies and feverish frollicks
through my cantankerous libido jungle

instead of denying myself these pleasures
and claiming my fortress is not complete enough
to welcome another knight at my side
i am going to march full force
into a battle of the kind
i've rarely fought in

the only way to experience is to try
the only way to learn is from a mistake
the only way to happiness is through
the only way to die is to have lived

photo by James Bidgood