Thursday, February 16, 2017

Disenchanted Charms

I know disenchanted charms
Sold in the window shop at the highest dollar
Saw men turn to dogs
Salivating and panting over a gold collar
While their shoes wear out
They've been walking the hard road
Looking for a way out

And they say all you have to do is cross the tracks

Past the broken down carts covered in graf
Past the dwindling budget with a frustrating math
Yet a child still looks to the sky and dreams big
The sweet prairie air carries her laugh

d.r


Saturday, February 11, 2017

The Beginning

I felt branded without meaning
Consumer chaos
At a loss under the neon lights
In the dusty shop window sits a notebook
My first hope book
And with courage I wrote my first rhyme
Tentatively showing the world

As a child I crawled under my first grade teachers long flowing dress
Innocent eyes staring up at a pantyhose covered butt
So far from the objectification
The sexism and smut
Now it's what we both can achieve
That turns me on

d.r



Tuesday, February 7, 2017

Don't Let Me Reach Love Yet

Don't let me reach love yet
I want more reckless passion and quick regret
Why not comfort and a safe bet?
My heart pounds with the uncertainty of tomorrow
The chance of seeing her face in a crowd
She just lived around the corner
Had a bottle of Merlot and a life sized canvas
She had painted the skyline without the reality of man made destruction
I traced the clouds delicately and the memories came flooding back
They filled the room and I felt light on my feet
She's behind me
Red wine on our breath
"I'm leaving the city soon but..."
We never had that conversation
Unfinished sentence so fitting
Because I don't want to reach love yet

d.r