I’m just a dreamer who is dreaming his life away.

I dreamed the other night that we were together again,

We were walking along the beach hand in hand, we laid out the blanket, a place where we could be lovers.

I dreamed we had bought a big house, a place to start a family.

I know it’s just a silly dream, but I didn’t want to wake up.

When I did wake up, I felt the blues.

An empty bed.

We were lovers, I wish we were still lovers,

I want to see you again, hold you close, kiss those sweet lips once again.

I shall miss you my love, more than just sex, the way we held each other in delight, our sex merged as one.




The Last Time

Posted: March 6, 2016 in Uncategorized

The machinery watched over us, the workers, in hateful love.

“Someone has to oil the gears!” it had said once.

The youthful old men of the town were dropped into the pits, ground up into a paste, to be fed to the masses at supper time.

I was locked inside myself, another night of sleepless dreams and a shot of rum straight into my brain.

“Were are dead yet?” the machine asked, chugging away.

I shrugged.

“I don’t believe I am but I could be mistaken!”

I arose from my spot, my dinner, lunch, whatever it was, left untouched on the table.

“Doctor Grace will not like to hear you didn’t touch your meal! It was your favorite too, broken glass sandwich with a glass of souls!” the nurse said frowning as I tried to move towards the couch.

My soul was dying, I could feel it, slowly but surely, and soon, maybe a thousand years from now, I would catch up and die.

“Tell the good doctor I was not hungry this evening, perhaps tomorrow, perhaps later on I shall, no, I will have a cup cake!” I replied.

She sighed and moved away to check the other patients.



I will be like Dylan Thomas, a dead poet!!! A writer of facts and fiction, a prophet of my job…..

All the people shall see me as I am; a loser, a drunkard, a prophet of the people. I shall dance in the moonlight naked as I was born, a follower of no one, a believer in none.

I shall see myself as a great God; a priceless son, a worthless child of God. I am me, I am you, I am read for death.

Let us begin creation as a God; a follower of sin, a delight in merriment!

I love you!


Posted: August 21, 2013 in Uncategorized
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Loving on the ocean, 
Noving freely, against the tide,
Never losing, never winning,
Against the waves, the movement goes fast behind!

Love is an emotion, freely giving, lost in the waves of time,
Death does not take it, even when we love someone else,
We move forward,
But still we feel the pain of lost love,
Cry forever, that lover we lost, to the grip of death,
We shall never know another like that love we found.

The ocean waves pound against the shore,
Erasing the lines of our life,
People do not understand why we cry,
Even when we are sober, walking down the road,
Thinking of the past, that road behind us!

We are lonely,
Or soul is dead, not breathing,
And still our love does not come to us.

We shall never meet another like her,
Whose kiss is like candy, sweet, we shall forever wander down the trial!

We are lost,
Moving down the road, towards nothing, 
No end, no start, we drink the wine, to kill the pain, it does not work!
I shall always love you, forever and ever, till the end of time, you are my everything!

They say you can’t go home again, that time changes everything,
The life, the place you once knew is no longer the same.

Standing in the stream, waiting, eyes to the distant horizon, watching, hoping,That one day, it will come back to you, but the stream keeps moving forward, away,
And nothing stays the same.

What will happen, no one knows, the past is past; tomorrow never comes and all we have is today,
To feel; sadness, happiness, tears and laughter, standing there, watching the sky, intense blue.
Life goes on even when you don’t want to.

The hardness, the pain, lets us enjoy the light, the happiness that shall come someday, hopefully soon.
That which does not kill us, makes us stronger, so the old saying goes.
Some days, we feel like sitting down, never to arise again, to feel the hard ground, to grasp the dirt into our fingers, to close our eyes and never awake, last breath escaping from our lips, rise to Heaven, or fall to Hell.












The river moves onward and forward, as we should, in everything.  Those who have gone forth will be with us till the end of days, forever and ever, here in our heart, in our soul, and we keep on moving as they would want us to go forward, though, as has been said by better men than I, it can be hard, tempted to lie on comfortable grass and never rise again.

I keep moving, forward, onward, her in my heart, in my soul, the blue skies above me, high cliffs, so high they touch the sky, to my side, the lane moving forward, ever forward, the direction I shall go till the end.


Depression sucks!

Trying to get rid of it, to become happier, sucks even more.

Walking down the road, thinking about life, I begin to realize, I’ve lost my soul, bit by bit, not sure when, depression settling into its place.

I think about life, sober, not now though, I’ve been drinking cheap beer, which gets me thinking even more, realizing what life is about.

Sober, I walk down the road, thinking about life, the beginning, way before I became an adult, I go back into time, to a “better” place.

Is this time, right now, the better time, going farther down the hill, will life get worst? Better?

Depression sucks, it makes you look at life in darker light.

I try to get happier, which is tough, when the negative outranks the positive.

Will life get better?

People say so.

Others say no.

I try to keep positive, but it’s tough, the mind starts to think about other things, the negatives outrank the positive.

Then other days, the positive outranks the negative, those days are the best, I skip down the road, singing a song of happiness and light.

Good times.

The bad times disappear.

Right now, I am depressed, for no reason. The mind goes into the dark places, nothing cheers me up, even the beer doesn’t, the booze flows through me and disappears into the air.

Life sucks, move down the hill, the world keeps punching me in the guts, hard and with no love.

Then the next day, life kisses me with passion and love, embraces me and I love it.

Then back to bad.

Kick, punch, hate me, then the next, embrace, up, down, I hate it, I love it…

I wish life would make up its mind, to embrace me, love me, it sucks when it hates me.

I walk through the darkness, eyes wide open, mouth singing songs never meant to sing.This is life, from the bottom up, down inside, over and out, life is about everything.
I awake, breathing, eyes wide open, once again, singing about life.

There is a road, leading up into the sky, to grasp the sky, to breathe the air free.
We are nothing, we are everything, this is it, eyes seeing, mind knowing.
We are everything, we see it all, ran to the end, walked till our feet bleed, we are we.

Were are you sister? Were are you brother?
Were are you my dear wife, gone to heaven forever and ever?

The body is dying, the soul is fleeing, this is the end, my only friend.
Where are you? Gone to battle, to find your meaning in life, to find that which means the most?

Money, sex, drugs, everything, nothing is worth the end of it all.
I shall meet you at the hill, the huge tree snaking its way over us, grasping us, holding us.

Death become us.

Where do we go?




I love you dearest one, till we meet again, I am here, there, everywhere.





I am alive, and well, breathing forever, till the end of time.

We shall become one with the alive.