The Wood Allen

A sound of music playing in a quiet café. On a forgotten street in BK. A saxophone playing; Not elevator-style but a little ‘Woody Allen’. Fear is knocking at my back door. Even after that warm smile and a flirty-friendly cup’o Joe. Change approaching train, And me as I try to listen… Trying to glisten … Continue reading

A Poet and a One Man Band

The night I found out was beautiful. An irony I won’t forget as I learn to miss you. But do you miss me? I’m afraid I’ll never know… Hope being more attractive than the truth, So I’ll keep her close to me for now.   Closeness… Something you were never very good at. A spoiled … Continue reading

Piccadilly

  Guitar riff candy, Sing me to sleep Sandy.   Fret over nothing, Make love into something.   Strum your finger, C me linger.   Big boned base, Make my heart race.   Pick a little dream, come true…        

Haiku Highway

Calavera

Morning Breeze, Kissing Sun Spots Window Is Open Dreams Make Way…Reality                     Punishing Sun Burn Yourself Cold Again Frost Bitten Love Sleeping Bear Awake Clumsy Day. A Drifter. Cuddle Me Freedom Fear of Steel Final Moments To Death Make Me Whole A traditional Haiku is many … Continue reading