PLAYER

Parched and void of feelings
Clamoring to climb the ladder
Stepping over anyone
Who really doesn’t matter

Greed and lust, a guiding force
Always right on track
A deep seeded need to conquer
Never looking back.

Scouting and planning
She combs the conference room
Calculating her next plan
A victim she can groom

Innocence, an aphrodisiac
Lured thru a maze of doubt
A calculating player
It’s what she’s all about

Step inside, look around
Just one chance to find the door
Once she hands you a martini
You’ll forget, what you came for.

 

SLIGHT OF HAND

Hair on fire
Hearts galore
Moving at the speed of light
Breaking every barrier
A thief passing thru the night

Lightning round
Sweat burns
Blinded by adoration
Stripped and bare, she obliges
His propensity, degradation

Sights and sounds
Music, fame
Lights flashing on the wall
Sirens wail in the distance
Waiting for him to fall

Slight of hand
Drug of choice
Spilled out onto the floor
There’s no way to pull back
When she’s crying out for more

Lightning strikes
Beating hearts
Paralyzed with fear
She turns her head and realizes
Finally brought to tears

Moving on
Don’t look back
Keys left upon the table
No safety net, no parachute
She leaves, while she’s still able

 

A DAY ON THE BEACH

I marvel at the site of the ocean.
Love living near the beach.
The sounds, the smells, the feeling
Of the sand  beneath my feet.

It’s all about the sea life
Turtles, Sharks , and Man of War.
Walking and gathering treasures,
That make their way up to the  shore.

Messages in a bottle,
Old bobbers, buckets and pails,
Left behind, carelessly  abandoned
Along with a few broken shells.

A weathered piece of driftwood
A souvenir from a perfect day.
Walking  along the shoreline
Watching the pelicans at play.

Sand crabs and small children
Digging tunnels in the sand
The seagulls flying overhead
The sight of a lone fisherman.

A ball of fire extinguishing
Settling  beyond the horizon.
Slipping slowly beneath the edge
Light passing as night begins.

The moonlight now illuminates
The waves as they approach the beach
The water is now glistening
The birds have gone to sleep.

Standing on the  dunes.
The cool salt air and gentle breeze
Reminds me of the magic
Of a day spent on the beach.

ELEPHANTS

Elephants do matter
They are creatures due respect.
They are massive, they are majestic.
They are animals to protect.

Why would, you want to hunt them?
So defenseless and unprotected.
Are you so shallow, so insensitive?
Were you really that neglected?

Does a gun make you feel powerful?
Does killing and maiming,  make you an man?
Does taking lives and violating,
As you tread on sacred land?

Elephants are dying
Sacrificed for greed and glory.
Their ivory sold on the black market.
There’s no end, to this sad story.

Photos taken with tail in hand
Speaks volumes about you.
What kind of sick , malicious man
Would do,  what you could do?

The whole world is now watching.
They see,  what you are capable of.
Your need to seek attention,
Your lack of respect and love.

Money, fame and glory,
Your only guiding force.
Makes us sick to our stomachs,
To know, there’s  no recourse.

We complain, as often as we can,
On Facebook and on Twitter.
Your plan to rape and pillage our planet,
Leaves us frustrated and so bitter.

We’re hoping for a miracle,
For people to come to their senses.
To stop your family from destroying us.
And, to end the need for fences.

It starts with caring for all of those
Unable to care for themselves.
We must stand up to bullying.
We must find a way to help.

It begins with protection for animals
For the young and the very old.
Then removing a power hungry man,
From what he considers to be, his throne.

We’ll take you down eventually.
Such evil cannot prevail.
The hunter will become the hunted,
Once you all end up in jail.

For now, leave the mighty elephant alone.
There is no honor in the killing,
Witnessed by her herd and calf
Such a tragic lack of feelings.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

DUMPED….

I  stopped by our local thrift store
To make a small donation
To pass along some nick nacks
I had found, while on vacation.

After dropping off a cardboard box
Some books, a vase and dvd’s
I looked out of the window
And there before me, I could see

A dumpster filled with Teddy Bears
Stuffed puppies, kittens and more.
I couldn’t help but gasp, as I realized
Just what this dumpster was for.

Their faces badly scratched and torn
I looked on in disbelief
I found myself so outraged
That I cried aloud, “Good Grief”!

No children to appeal to
No rescues, no negotiations
No one seemed to even notice
Their cries of pain and indignation.

Now, I realize what can happen
When you toss your furry friends aside
If your mom does not hang on to them
They might make their way inside.

Inside a dirty, smelly dumpster
It hurts to see them there
Forgotten, dumped and tattered
No one to hug, to love or care.

I know,  they’re just stuffed animals
But, they’re more than just a toy
They can offer tender comfort
To a lonely girl or boy.

So, keep in mind the heartbreak,
When your childhood treasures are all gone
Don’t let them end up in a dumpster
Where they surely don’t belong.

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The Longest of Goodbyes

Broken into pieces,

Shattered and afraid.

I see it in your eyes,

An empty silent gaze.

I hold your hand, in my hand.

Not knowing what to do.

You’re lost to me forever.

I can’t fix this part of you.

For years, I’ve watched you slip away.

Becoming frail and oh so weak.

A man of strength and stature.

I watch in disbelief.

By a demon, you were taken.

By a force that knows no cure.

This sad and empty feeling

Too painful to endure.

A twisted maze of tangles.

Too many to untie.

The light’s turned into darkness,

In this …. The longest of goodbyes.

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Happy Halloween

Happy, Happy Halloween
To scary ghouls, who make us scream!
With terrifying sights and sounds.
Such horror lurks, below the ground.

Arise, prepare to shock and scare
The unsuspecting, if they dare
To walk alone from door to door
To beg for candy, treats and more.

The witches wait, beneath the moon
For kiddies who will pass by soon
The cauldron bubbles, the night is young
All Hallow’s Eve has now begun.

Looking for the perfect treat
A small one passes on the street
The smell of candy’s in the air
A traveler yes…. without a care.

Snatch him up, don’t let him go!
The moon shines bright, on those below
The ambers burn, so hot the cauldron
So sweet the flavor…. of little children!

A thankless boy, you best be not
For fear, you’ll end up in the pot!
A little boy makes, such fine cuisine
For goblins, freaks and other fiends!

Best to learn, to stay in groups
Don’t wonder off, your neighbor’s stoop
Say “thank you”, when a treat is given
By the dead, or those still living.

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