A Matter of Elimination

Please check the toilet in the bathroom
Make sure it isn't running.
For it has tried to escape twice
A fixture filled with cunning.

Moon over a window with breezy detachment (A Vogon love poem)

I recall your face pressed against the glass
Then it was gone, replaced by ass.
Round and white, a work of art.
Would have been perfect, except for the fart.
Glimmering, tumbling, went the pane.
Sound of a glass breaking refrain
in chorus with a baritone like Richard Burtons
Fluttered in the wind with gauzy curtains.
Lo, tonight's the winter of our discontent
And the moon over a window with breezy detachment

Crazy Cat Lady

Cats are fickle lovers
Attack your feet under covers
Purr and rub you with their face
Then runaway to find some space
Lonely lady who has been spurned
Finds love's not given but must be earned.
She rejects man's best friend,
for his love one day will end.

Zero Resistance to Inertia

He's the low man on the pole
digging his way out of a hole.
He lacks charisma and is void of charm.
Just another drone in the cube farm.
Living in quiet desperation
treading water in stagnation.
He wears his staleness like a shroud.
A nameless face in the crowd.
Bathes each night in self pity
How'd his life get so shitty?
He plans each day his escape
Live his life. Shed the crepe!
The look on his boss' face
when he finally leaves this place!
But he wonders where to go
Can't upset the status quo
His lot in life, to count the bean
And act his part of the machine.

Poetry Junkie

Some women want a man so hunky
But me, I am a poetry junkie.
Write to me about my kiss
so I can get my needed fix.
Oh, the high of good rhyme
Smoke, or snort, or mainline.
Write to me about your affection
I need it now, you're my connection!

The Muse Eludes

This playful game of hide and seek
is enough to make me want to shriek!!!
I want to write, I tell folks
only my muse, I must coax.
Come here little musey..... I call out
She runs away with a pout.
NO! I will not come today
I'd rather just run away.
She scampers off with a sulk
I stare at the paper with no result.
Talk about such attitudes!
It frustrates when the muse eludes.

Like Rain...

I was born in the sign of water.
Ever to be Selene's daughter.
Conscripted like the tide.
From you I have nowt to hide.
Intensely, my emotions flow
when I cry, you want to know
what are my secret fears?
Why am I prone to tears?
I feel so raw when I'm with you
My feelings come, strong and true.
I cry at almost anything
Like a sudden storm in spring.
Like rain my teardrops fall
over nothing at all.
I can't explain why I rain.
It's  not something I can train.
Stuff emotions and deny.
Because with you I cannot lie.
Salty rain falls down my cheek
I chuckle that I sprang a leak.
I promise that I'm in no pain
I just need a little rain,
In my tears, the salt of earth
will cleanse me through pain or mirth
Why I cry, I do not know
but honestly, my tears do flow.
Sometimes I need a little cry.
Passion is seldom dry  ;)