cool day

Half Moon Bay (photo by R K House)

it was just a cool and cloudy day
at my favorite spot at Half Moon Bay

so, I sat myself down on the sandy beach
with the roaring waves just out of reach

and listened to the soothing sound
of the Earth and moon spinning around

last words

Feeding the birds (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

sometimes, I feel like I’ve just said my last words
and I can’t think of anything more that I want to say
my eyes blur looking at a volume of empty white space
and my brain echoes with a hollow sound of dismay

it’s not that feel like I have to say something
or that I have any great wisdom to pass around
but I do like it when I can capture a simple thought
that briefly turns my face into a smile from a frown

and even if nobody that I know ever reads or even cares
just what it was that I had to say with my last words
I suppose that in the end there could be worse things
than to be words that are strictly for the birds

surveillance state

Traffic camera on Cornelius Pass Road at Wilkins Street in Hillsboro, Oregon. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

google knows everything that we are looking for
visa and mastercard have a record of all that we buy
the NSA is collecting all of our phone records
claiming that the fourth amendment doesn’t apply

we ignore the cameras perched on every street corner
and the cell towers that track our every move
worst of all is we don’t know what is done in secret
so that we never have the chance to concur or disapprove

walking under the stars

Tried to do a night Sky shot, harder than anticipated, but I wanted to get the stars and milky way reflected in the water (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

please please hold my hand
and let’s go for a walk together, my dear
the twinkling stars are out tonight
and the evening sky is mostly clear

the gentle breeze off the lake
will feel cool against our faces
as the stars reflected in the water below
will make this the most special of places

and my dreams of traveling to the stars
will not be spoken of tonight
for I am where I belong
and tonight everything is all right

vacuum packed and sealed in plastic

Sunset behind the remaining three of Bristol’s “Seven Sisters”. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

she was the warm tropical air
gathering her forces as if preparing for a storm
then she blew over me like a category 5 hurricane
from which nothing of me escaped harm

she was the sun setting on a moonless night
that left my world almost totally dark
and I was struggling in the cold to start a fire
but unable to find a match to even light a spark

she left me vacuum packed and sealed in plastic
forgotten and stored up on guest room closet shelf
not really a good feeling
in and of itself

be seeing you

Rover, shortly after incapacitating Number Six on the beach outside The Village. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

don’t criticize the government
and be careful what you publish or say
for the IRS has agents in Cincinnati carefully watching
and you may have an audit coming your way

perhaps our famous freedom of the press
is no longer required and has been highly overrated
since the DOJ is now targeting reporters
and the people don’t care what goes unstated

this isn’t the Village but beware the unmanned CIA drones
circling overhead up high with the eagles in the sky
cuz you really don’t want to end up on a secret target list
of those that are just mysteriously blown up and die

in the Nixonian Nation

English: President Nixon delivers an Address to the Nation from the Oval Office responding to subpoenas for the White House Tapes with edited transcripts. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

as I sit and try to scratch an itch
that I just can’t seem to reach
the sounds on the TV remind me of when Nixon
resigned to keep from being impeached

I wonder why those with power become arrogant
and ultimately forget where they came from
or have they always felt they were the elite
and that the rest of us are all just plain dumb?

they make mistakes which are then covered up
with blatant lies instead of being frankly admitted
and then the facts and the truth must be tortured
and twisted while key points are simply omitted

memories become suspect and very selective
and finally the fifth amendment is heard recited
by people who seem to forget the first and the second
but that never, in the end, seem to get justly indicted

lucky

Lucky (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I almost got lucky
in a dream last night
but somehow things just
didn’t work out quite right

I guess I’m the same person
in the end, even in my dreams
as I am in reality
or so it seems

which strikes me as ironic
and brings a smile to my face
because wherever I go
I’m never really out of place

for wherever I go
that’s where I am
and even in my most private dreams
luckily, I’m the same silly old man

trophy wife

Soulmate (Photo credit: t3rmin4t0r)

I’m not hoping or searching
for a so called trophy wife
since I’m already with
my only partner for life

even the concept seems silly
a mindlessly pointless show
when a meaningful soul mate
is the one most worthy to know

but not everyone finds in life
what they thought they were looking for
and life seems to be never-ending struggle
that leaves us wanting something more

in the end, not everyone can win a trophy
or is something worthy of special notation
most of us are just lucky enough
to get a certificate of participation

sorrow came along

Sorrow (Photo credit: just.Luc)

sorrow came along
when we weren’t looking
and left before being recognized

it crept in stealthily
under cover of the chaos
of every day

someone must have left the front door
unlocked or something
thinking we were all safe and sound

or we were all too busy to notice
doing something so important
that we now forget exactly what it was

midlife crisis

I just wanna be some guy’s midlife crisis (Photo credit: id-iom)

I was too busy
for a midlife crisis

so, I reserve the right
to act silly

sometime
in the future

unless I am too old
and forget

beware of the dark side

Terrorists bombed the US Embassy in Nairobi, Kenya in August 1998, leaving hundreds dead and wounded. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I suppose it sometimes sadly seems
so much easier to believe
that the dark side is stronger
as we stand in sorrow and grieve

but there is no method to the madness
of anger and hate and destruction
and no end to the easy path
for those that succomb to that seduction

for I know deep in my heart that love
and forgiveness is really the stronger force
and one day humanity will prove this
just as a matter of course

when the wolf comes

Einherjar are served by Valkyries in Valhöll while Odin sits upon his throne, flanked by one of his wolves. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I wonder what price
would I dare to pay
to sit at the grand table
one fine day

to feast with the high king
under those golden shields
my soul lifted up
from the dying fields

with the brave few
having died in combat
and then chosen by Odin
just imagine that

but if Valhalla required the spilling
of innocent blood
I’d rather watch myself
slowly rot and decay in the mud

those that try to murder their way
through the mighty golden doors
are unworthy to enter the Hall
or to even sweep the floors

those misguided soulless bastards
that are all filled with hate
will never even see the holy doors
nor walk through the ancient gate

my red rose

Red Rose (Photo credit: iProzac)

a once fragrant red flower
now faded
and scentless

dried, aged and withered
by the passing of so many long years
of drought and loss

brittle and crumbling
like a recently unearthed
ancient Egyptian mummy

yet her thorns
still have their prickle
and bite

and her touch
still makes me bleed
red like the rose she once was