Sweet

piquant October
her delectable bounty
so willingly shared

Here We Go Again

today fear renewed
itself in my quivering
new job first day nerves

No Excuse

this ghost in my house
that lacks corporeal mass
must learn to close doors

A Kind Of Heaven

I remember this kind of heaven
and right now its where I need to be
corner sat in a midnight dive

drum, double bass, piano
with the icing on this cat’s cake
a redhead on the mic.

languid deep sliding
seducing my willing spine
and wire brushed rims coax

maundering ivory doodles
into lovelorn incantations
my smoky angel invokes

she’ll pour her shattered heart
into my icy tall Jack and
I’ll drink deep of her sorrow

until amongst disheveled wakening
I’ll kiss her soft back and wonder
where did the morning go

Really?

disembodied discs
shine silver at the stair top
both cats sat on lap

Lies, Damn Lies & The Weather

the weatherman
lies
you can see it in his
eyes
he tries to mask it with winks and
smiles
and friendly laughter that
beguiles
his speech all ciphers that
disguise
yes, the weatherman
lies

Falling

sepia confetti
as summer’s rusted brides fall
their contract fulfilled