Tag Archives: Delta Airlines
WHy CHoose The ReD EyE…
T Minus Takeoff…Is the Sky Around?
At 127.0.0.1 with a javaHolic…the soapbox
Early mornings with the blinded masses
misguided by fake smiles and grim laughter
Morning meetings to discuss more meetings
Superficial greetings and self –esteems of those who’ve apparently
undergone all sorts of verbal lashings and terrible beatings…lifetime upon lifetime
Boost me from all of the madness…is this really what I want?
Emails back and forth about potential sales,
last night’s janitor clearly mistook my software collection for Braille.
Selfish twistories and all sorts of vindictive summaries upon negative glory.
Religious arguments…Wait! Its 8.a.m. can we all just be friends
Live as people and not animals until the end…or perhaps at least 5pm?
I can tell you this I don’t need the last case of “Mondays” on my file again
Was it the 4 cups of your caffeine, I’ve been clean from nicotine for a while now…oh I get it
Maybe the long hours and lack of raises again?
My work performance wouldn’t show that my bank account is still low
And on top of the matter by which I do reach social security’s age it will have shattered.
May I cash out now?
May I lash out now?
With a smile and my renunciation I can find my own emancipation…awaiting
Spain…Croatia…perhaps a cozy little corner of Jamaican soil.
Undecided somewhere on an island if you fail to hear anything from me all’s well.
South Coast, Slavonia…nature calls, who needs Dell?
Eggs boiled, catch of the day…my bagel will be fresh, and non-toxic…and you coffee too…then again with so much of that true life around
I probably wouldn’t need any of you.
For now to wake me up and get me through
these Excel spreadsheets, audits, fake rapports,
inventory, presentations, escalations,
blasphemy of all sorts just to do it all again tomorrow.
4 Degrees of Separation Between You and I
…from my perspective
Three Little Birds…
PEEK-A-BOO
It All Happened On The Beaches of Hot Sands…pt.2
Anxiously given,
Each moment in lust subsided with our presence
Maybe it was her essence combined with the obsession.
Tickled in the rhythm of our fancies amidst ocean weather
Tequila and Red Stripes curious where I retrieved that feather.
Sweet kisses to your neck chased by my tongue with the sediments
Between those thighs it felt so evident.
Pheromones in the wind reminded me this was not just another game
I knew where mine was but did her heart feel the same?
Pulsating in the sand…it never did strike that maybe she had a man.
But here I am, with her…it all begin with a gesture at that
A little verbal greeting not even very much eye contact
Well maybe a split second or two
They always said they were the windows to the soul
This far I didn’t expect to go.
Traveling parallel to the stars similar to the birds singing in affinity.
Twilight in our minds from the airport she had remembered me.
On a highway of love next to a backroad by the shores of ecstasy.
Oooh yes, the mood is setting deeper under a cherry moon
Who knew it would come like this so soon…
It All Happened On the Beaches of Hot Sands
Seductively driven,
I waited patiently those moments of time preciously given
the sea played notes & scales…. ending only at g
pig latin in between satin sheets we translated… just you and me
Maybe the sign language and braille led me to your spot
What more could have been shared…there were no words
Minus a few consonants, no other nouns or verbs
Notice we’ve gotten warmer
it’s more than a breeze as our souls render it much too hot
The physical in tact
dopamine unshackled whispering this could never be over
your eyes never lie there’s nothing left to hold back
conducive to my heart making this love seem sober…
…from my perspective
NICETIES
Bonded in Solace
A Phoenix In My Mind…
The shadows know little of my existence
perhaps it may be the warmth of my ashes as they fade away
Scattered I am a wind of thoughts burlesque to their resistance
Know that it is the way to keeping the enthusiast tuned
Next to wounds in a zest of a desert pride
Consumed in gloom those fail to see the light shining thru
for its the rise that creates each day anew.
The GateKeeper…
My submission to Sonel’s Corner B&W Challenge. This week’s theme is nature. Hope you all enjoy!
One of my favorite pics converted. 14ft. Crocodile @ Black River, Jamaica.
It Escapes Me…
When A Mind Disembarks
Alone, with Your Presence…
If no one was around would you oblige?
To the sweet essence of our presence and verbal vibrations similar to a stimulant
We often let the past ruin what may be as we tease thorns off the bristle tree.
Love is just that, it may hurt for what it’s worth.
And although I hope those kisses in the wind did reach you at sea
Maybe those inner most cavities and fantasies tingle being reminded of me
Positive vibrations lead me to you and if our will shall be,
may the rapport mend anew.
We’ve grown to understand the fundamentals of chance
Let’s roll the dice for romance…forever?
Who knew…
You’d love me
Cause I damn sure love you…
Yesterday, today, and forever…. however long that may be
And as long as you’re right here…nothing falling under the brinks of time matter to me.
















