Betrayal on the Mountain 

Nighttime is the worst, for during the day

One is distracted by animations

In your grit infested periphery,

Steel shank sole

Compressing chest while heel 

Pivots crushing out the last of the light.

The boot which hiked beside you,

A soul that seemed concordant with your entire essence of being

Through a small and winding

But intimate journey

Of promises and pledges

To meet you on the mountain top

Where you would

Build that fortress of forever, only 

To kick you into the crevasse's gutter

As the peak's summit loomed and 

Neared, haloed in heavenly hue.

Standing upon you

Waiting for that last breath to escape-

Death rattle, mind destitute,

Delirious from depleted atmosphere

Air thinning, as again and again the scorpion

Stings the frog's back

Because that what was in it's nature,

Enveloping the mantra of trust no one infects 

Each wrinkle in your screaming brain where the amygdaloid process screams like a creature cornered in the steel shell of a cage from which it can not flee, nor from where it could fight- not wanting to freeze ;

The boot rolls from heel to toe, stepping off, walking away, leaving its tread

Left for dead 

Staring at the summit with dead man's eyes

Still seeing , wide dilated pupils like black holes- making everything existential except the heinous hurt of rubber stinging twists of skin-

Abandonment of the summit as

You can never trust another to belay,

Not anymore, knowing that free climbing 

Is now the only option, if you so dare

But experiencing such heights is empty solo.

So you try to breath and claw your way down,

Crushed and fearing to be crushed again

By unstable boulders cast down

From the craggy cliff you attempted to ascend.

Weary, wary to ever attempt another trek up

The scarred  and scree strewn walls of debris and wild flowers, no matter their alluring majesty and mist enveloped peak.

She Knows Who She Is

Her pale cherry hair

From sun's perpetual glow

Berry smell with a hint of smokey swirl, frames the face which holds me in 

Oceans eyes blue

Deep, so deep

The Siren calls me to

Immerse in her endless fathoms

Salty wet, enticing warmth

I want to swim in her gentle gaze

And abandon the shackles of earth

Which impede me from

The pleasures or weightless floating.

To fixate upon these indigo

Beacons of light

Lending their beam,

Keeping me safe within their gaze,

Is only the surface of her embrace.

Within lies my world - the one

For which every soul longs 

And dreams

Where water magnifies the beauty

Of coral reefs laden with colour

The balance of fragile ecosystems, 

Made perfect by time.

No ugliness dwells in this place-

Where I feel I belong.

The surf surges with strength and

Adventure; ruled by

Lemon moon and embering rays

Buoyant but consenting

To dive free

Exploration and discovery 

Of a magical world.

I long to swim.

To plunge naked in a nature

So free

To lie upon the sands so fine

For reprieve, repose and lingering

How can a man not love such an ocean?

Where water replaces air?

What joy this sacred privilege affords

No predators nor those who would destroy

Such a wondrous home!

I wish for a forever within these fathoms

Of liquid embrace

And to hold her with want

And needs fulfilled 

From the sea I came

With harbour scents and humid breeze

The envelopment of mysterious fog,

And to this body, so gentle and fair,

I wish to return

To be free,

Untethered from anchor's

Unforgiving tug

In these blue beacons and holding unrestricted.

I love her, and forever shall

With her pale cherry hair

And swirling smoke smell.

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There is a lady fair with light ginger hair

And my heart is hers alone

Here sea blue eyes over long lashes lie

And free me from despair

Of life's messes and ample stresses

Her smile gives me a rope

To climb up and away from all my dismay

Giving life and love much hope

Her bright smiling face and tender embrace 

Secure me in with the endearments she's said

And it's by her side that I can face the tides

Tumultuous churning and ebb

This soulmate of mine until the end of time

Of passion, pleasure and more

Gives me my rock, absorbing life's shocks

And keeps me safe upon the shore

Night Sky Magic

Night
The stars
Below, below
Wish that I could paint them
The universe that wraps us
In the question of how it all began
Fucking marvelous, that
How can we piss away
In pettiness
Such an amazing thing
As this life?
That which consumes us:
Hate, petulance and war
Summoning sardonic
Attitudes and taking
For granted
Light traveling light years
From stars perhaps extinct
Our own mortality
Linked to these lights,
Indefinite, finite
We shine for only
So long.

Bourbon Fueled Introspective

Self loathing 
Bourbon to my brain
Never could I be a violent man,
Despite my transgressions into that world
The call of duty
The duty to serve
Fuck duty and the guns
I wish I could
With fist raised in anger
Strike those bastards
With knuckled fury
And the hate that they tried to make me feel
I'm tired of this camillion life
We are forced to observe
Where we extinguish our selves
To serve another's purposes
Hating that which it forces us to become.
I want to be a marauder who
Is self sufficient in being and act
I'm weary of belonging when
It makes us deny our being
I don't give a fuck about acceptance
In a world so vain and entitled
Yet I am choking in their hands
Wrapped noose like around my throat
The Cosby Show was all a lie
And fairytale happiness
I fell upon the pickets
Of their white suburban fences
Trying to be a model
Cast from their mould
But I am no one- a cast off
Resigned to dreams never to be real
The family man with no role model
Hated by his young
Alone, abandoned to his fate
I abhor everything-
The greed and myths and lies
My consciousness streams into a river
Consumed by the ocean
Chaffed by salient brine
The salt in my wounds
That says "settle down son,
You're rocking the boat".
I want to smash the boat with my hands,
But never could I be a violent man
Though I crave drowning into another world
In the silke's arms
I long to caress
I long to embrace a forever
Where I am loved and accepted
For who and what I am
I crave the fringe which I skirt
I don't need to belong
All that I am wanting
Is the one
The one who knows me
And expects nothing
Who doesn't judge
Or make me feign a niche
In this ridiculous game
I want to breathe the night
And inhale the stars
Lost in the natural world
Where balance is the monarch
And things that shall be will be
Neither do I seek
To be chicken or egg
But, rather,
Simply be
Mindful and present
In a nonviolent place
For never could I have violent man

"Tommorow's Another Day"

Sippin' shine
Tryin' to unwind
In the asshole of the world
Some Henry Miller "Capricorn"
Where Sisyphus passed me again
To what I allude
Or try to preclude
Never satisfied them or me
The rocks that we roll
As dreams take their toll
Never taught us how to be free

Yeah, you try to escape
But that never makes
Those windmills you're fighting anymore fake or real
Masturbating your thoughts
And what we've been taught
And those memories that we try to conceal

Cause' I'm sitting here
And don't know what I fear
Is it them or could it really be me?
We sit and we drink
So perhaps we won't think
And be grateful for mortality

Yeah, when your foots got an itch
But there's always a hitch
And really that's all that keeps me here
In some kind of Miller's Quixotian "Capricorn"
But we dare not think or blink a tear
Where it's scorn, thorns and horns
And we die when we're born
But yet, we try to make it ok
Cause I'm sitting here
Whiskey wine and some beer
And tomorrow's a brand new day - they say
Yeah tomorrow's another day.

The summer night is breathing
with its sensual wind
warms to my marrow like your skin
the long days now grow shorter
though the Fall's a while away
watch it set, it radiates