SUCCULENCE

I dare taste

I hope the best

Tender and moist

Decadence unparallel

Swim away will you

Within my ready palate

I BET YOU THINK THIS POEM IS ABOUT YOU

They are harsh and bitter

But this is what I have to say

Be sure many or even all 

Will take it the wrong way

We are vultures and mercenaries

Gnawing at what God gave us

Barbaric is too kind a word for the human race

I hear you saying why am I making such a fuss

We claim to care about the environment

The ocean, the trees even that pesky subway rat

Those words are spoken every single day 

We all know its yet another ploy and act

If I had a dollar for every time I heard "lets be green"

My pockets would be pouring money rain

Self denial and personal agendas drive us

Maybe it's just me, but the whole damn world seems so vain

Glory

Rustling leaves scattered
North wind that refuses to remain silent
Early morning sunrise
A waking discerning warmth
Cold water trickles down and jolts me up
Smell that coffee and toast
Good morning

DARK ANGEL OF MINE

At the gates of eternity

Lies a sinister hope

The promise of longevity

I revel in my lack of fear

Too long have I suffered

This will surely be my year

The secret lies in me

He shall come during the night

Maybe I will offer him a cup of tea

Whisk me away he shall

In this cold wintery night

Come morning, all will be quiet and dull.