A Poem ... The Dish

The Dish

I am attracted to her
  Like a moth to a light
An angel smile
  An urge I can't fight

My love for her 
  Radiates my soul
The Cupid-Ferryman
  Has collected his toll

A willing slave
  To her every wish
If she could just cook
  I would eat this dish.

A Poem: The Peddler

The Peddler

The tribal mask stares at me
Void of eyes, yet can see

The hidden malice radiates out
Fills my heart with dread and doubt

I tremble and plead for my life
He laughs and laughs and takes my wife.

The peddler promised serenity
Not punishment for all eternity

I sink into sleep, that endless lake
The mask waits for me to wake

I can not escape, although I try
I am held forever by his vacant eye.

A Poem: Smoking Sunbeams

Smoking Sunbeams

A gentle breeze calls her name

Asking her, please join the game

Iron fetters hold her fast

Cruelly forged, in the past

Finding solace in a  single voice

Loving child, helps her choice

Gathering strength deep within

A slow dance,  she starts to spin

Pinions rumble chains break free

The world is hers, now to see

Joyous leaps and happy song

Fill the day, and all night long

Smiling at this wondrous start

Smoking sunbeams, warm her heart

A Poem: Game of the Gods

Game of the Gods

Marble faces
  Withered with time
Ageless beauty
  Too sublime

Helen of Troy
   Alive once more
Leaning softly
  Against the door

Sultry eyes
   Engaging smile
This by far
   My hardest trial

Aphrodite
   Pulls at me
Open the cage
  And be free

Vision clouded
  Knees grown weak
Tongue twisted
  Impossible to speak

Now a prisoner
  Without a cell
Glorious Heaven or
  Fiendish hell?

A Poem: Distant Haven

 Distant Haven

darkened night
   quickened breath 
vocal moan
   little death

fingers touch
   electric spark 
steady pull
   beating heart
 
home's call
   far away
distant haven
   safe today

A Poem ... Radiant Life

Radiant Life

My daughters tease,
   With loving barbs
My little son says,
   "Cut the carbs"

They love me,
   This I know
In Autumn rain or
   Winter snow

Kings, Warriors
   Conquer in vain
To have the wealth
    I attain.

Sunshine bliss
   Shrouds my soul
To laugh and dance
   My only goal

I remember each
   Loved filled day
To be repeated,
   I hope and pray

This radiant life
  A gift to me
A treasure for
  All Eternity.

A Poem ... Another Meeting

Another Meeting
 
Meetings, boredom, fatigue and grief
They talk so much it's beyond belief

I wonder why I am here at all
I sit and stare at the barren wall

I listen but I don't hear a sound
I stare at the crack that's on the ground

I am the man who has no voice
I am here, but not by choice

I scream at the voices in my head
I wish I was asleep, or even dead

To be free again, all it takes
Is a dirty needle and some shakes

Oh help me, help me please
I am begging you on my knees

The meeting's over, I see the sun
Let's do it again, it was so much fun