- December 31
- I was born a poet and I shall die a poet.
MY RECENT POSTS
- Starbuck Dreamers
July 29, 2012 10:40PM
- Conjured love
May 18, 2012 11:13AM
- Sole survivor
May 17, 2012 11:33AM
March 20, 2012 12:43PM
- The woman's choice?
March 19, 2012 08:51AM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “V. Corso - I'm happy you
liked this. Thank
Art James -
Thanks for the
July 30, 2012 07:02PM
- “A smart, positive
attitude can go a long
July 30, 2012 12:25PM
- “Never thought of Jell-O
as a diet food. I've found
cutting down on sugar
July 30, 2012 12:06PM
- “Nicely stated. I agree
with you. They have become
July 30, 2012 12:02PM
- “Hard to write poetry
with acronyms, but you got a
out of them. I
July 30, 2012 11:59AM
Frosty Funk's Links
He knew right then, when he saw her enter the store, his life had just changed. He knew it was her before he could say he knew. Something in the room was different. She was the only woman he had ever met who could do… Read full post »
Lovers know this from the start,
Yet they may not know with certainty
What love is.
Not that it matters especially
When they find the magic within the power
Of unfolding lust,
Of unmitigated joy.
There's a mutual recognition
In the eye… Read full post »
His ego bereft of consistency
Betrays a heart hungering for soul,
Unable to trust his will
Or harbor imaginary gods,
He finds relief melding into a role whose proven viability
Can give convincing cover
To buy him time to fabricate
An identity that seems to him unique,
Yet not… Read full post »
It started one evening, she was home all alone,
Adrift in the hot tub with a drink and her phone.
She wanted to party so she called a few friends
But nobody answered; she was now at loose ends.
So she fired a doobie and took her a hit,
Which lightened… Read full post »
It starts on the Fallopian Speedway:
To finish first a matter of life
When wiring that gains the winner's flag
Flaunts its triumphant attributes
On the victory lap.
Wait, there's more,
Does the host participate?
Do her linkages search beyond mere pace
Or strength or seminal cunning… Read full post »
I wonder if they'll be there,
Near the place where you gave up the ghost.
I wonder as I drive the road you rode
To where I know I'll find the rubber remnants
Rubbed off tires locked by brakes
Your squeezing hands applied in desperate
Change of heart?… Read full post »
The news just now that you are dead
Sends thoughts careening through my head.
I feel relief yet sorrow, too;
Your talents triumphed in my stead.
But blame goes back a ways before;
Convenience we settled for.
And lived the lie for all those years
Until you entered through our… Read full post »