Awkwafina spits out the gold, under a festive moon. Frank the Tank lights up my soul with each song he croons. Mark & Mel are welcoming, here in the early morn. Ghia nourishes me and company as the weekend’s born. I ~ dance my life away with a beer in my hand. I’m a karaoke superstar, no microphone stand. It’s the way […]Read more "– nights in queens, mornings in brooklyn –"
I’ve sat in much silence, plotting some final moves… from drowning in rivers, to jumping off ragged roofs. Then, a light creeps through the window, some air flows through the cracks, and my silence turns too loud, for I ain’t proud of this climax, for it ~ shouldn’t have gone this damn far in my head, thinking […]Read more "– let it pass through –"
No winds sweeping through, such an alarming signal in a new haven. D.J. WhisenantRead more "– haiku # 114 –"
No… consequence… unchained from innocence – breaking ground rules… playing someone’s gui- tar… guitar, while singing along. All… time well spent… with little to no common sense – in kiddie pools… roaring inside a bar… a bar, and drinking so strong. ~ Skinny dipping Saturday, his shorts just ain’t tight… hanging tough one bloody Sunday six stories high… […]Read more "– fearless little bastard –"
Facing the truth of this new war, I stroll to the shoreline and witness just what I need for battle. The waves I see are unwavering, even more so with rays of gold smiling upon them. The rocks I walk upon are unforgiving, maintaining the masculinity of godly men. However… the oxygen I take in is […]Read more "– by the sea –"
No, no, no, no, no; green can’t always go. Under daylight stripes, there must be a night. Try to take me down like I’m prey, but I’ll fight for another day. So, so, so, so, so, show me broken roads. ~ Wrote a word, wrote a rhyme – cut and gut me with your knife. Fail to get to Level […]Read more "– give me rejection –"