"A Solitary Man" 

He walks the Earth alone in no specific direction.
As he washes his face in the morning the mirror shows only his reflection.
He walks among the masses without leaving any physical trace.
Few can remember his name or the details of his face.
He teaches the people of the world these lessons without making a sound.
Of how he overcame his anger and of the inner peace he has found.
Showing how he’s able to resist the temptations he has encountered on his path.
And how it’s better for him to stand alone than to face the Almighty’s wrath.
Some might say that he’s a crazy man without any future or worth.
He’s devoted to a higher source & the keys to that kingdom were handed to him at birth.
He accepts his duties without question and plods on by the estranged masses.
And through his eyes he gives unconditional love to everyone he passes.
He knows not what will be his destiny nor interferes with the Almighty’s plan.
For until he is allowed to marry again he is content to be a solitary man!!

Grows to be the larger part of me. 
Affecting all I do and, everything I see.
Loosing my grip on reality.
A straight jacket appears to be the fate for me.
Partitioning the lobes within my head.
Madness infiltrates and, towards the padded cell I’m being led!
It’s voice demands me to take a stand and, exact vengeance.
Accept your fate and, later on you can begin your repentance!
Pushing me over the edge screaming I fall infinitely deeper!
Cloaked in silence I’m being replaced by a murderous reaper!
Unable to escape this madness released within my veins.
My thoughts and actions are being manipulated as it takes hold of the reins!
Beyond the limits I’m being forced to follow it’s directions.
As my happier times become only painful reflections!!
Losing this battle which is silently raging within me.
As I become jelled with the stranger within known as insanity!!!

He sits alone before the blank page staring with great intensity.
He believes God told him this is where he is supposed to be.
Creativity surges through him in the darkest hours of the night.
Up all hours of the night arranging the words to sound just right.
He doesn’t always know what he will be writing about or why?
He laughs to himself I open my mind and on to the page the words just seem to fly.
I asked him once ,“To whom do you owe your style of writing?”
”My style is my own and quite unique I’ve been told & to some it’s quite frightening!”
He writes about revenge for those who chose to do him wrong in his life.
He laughs aloud the one who inspired my darkest works , my ex-wife!”
Some of your work is very light and beautifully composed , almost hypnotic.
Yes , it’s true I have a lighter side I’m not always a blood lusting psychotic!
Some might say that you’re a troubled young man filled with a murderous rage.
He said , “It’s largely due to my writing style that I’ve escaped living in a iron cage!”
Most of my poems show no mercy and are quite disturbing for the majority of you.
Walk a day in my shoes my friend and lets see how & what you would do!
So , I may write away my anger when I get a bad case of the blues.
Some of you will take your anger all the way to the eleven o’clock news!!!!

She looks like any other one you see out there but , she is not the same.
Through her ice cold eyes and venomous smile she sees you as the game!
Pray to the heavens you don’t cross her path tonight.
She will deceive you with her charms and , then deliver her deadly bite!!
Curled and ready to strike with her lethal attack.
One kiss from her the venom flows your heart is under attack!!
You best not follow the snake when she invites you into her hole.
Within the confined space she rules as she prepares to poison your soul!
Make yourself comfortable and come closer , I want you she begs.
She will swallow you whole after you have fertilized her eggs!
I created this antidote to dilute her poison long enough for you to truly see her.
As I am one of the few to survive such an attack from the venomous deceiver!

A warm December day we talked in nineteen ninety seven.
Eighteen years ago you made your spiritual journey to heaven.
I knelt down at your headstone and the leaves away I swept.
Oh , how much I’ve missed you all these years I proclaimed to you as I wept.
Flashing back to the first time you came home with Mother.
A new addition to my life a beautiful baby brother.
I remembered chasing you around the yard calling out to my little buddy.
Our parents yelling at us because your clothes were so muddy.
I can still hear you running up and down the stairs laughing all the way.
And the overwhelming devastation I felt the day you were taken away.
These years have made me face this world with a hole that’s filled by no other.
I wipe away my tears bow down and say ,” I’ll always love you my little brother!!”

You’ve been chosen for dementia and the part you will play by me has been scripted.
I’ll infect your brain no cure for your madness can be prescripted!
I’ve got you trapped inside the maze as you become unable to resist.
I assume control of your every thought and your reality I begin to twist!!
Now , I pull the strings which I’ve attached to you.
Resistance is futile as there is no escape for you!
Unable to separate the facts from the fiction.
The four lobes of your brain consume the dementia like a new addiction!
A scream from within as you become mentally enslaved.
The madness I inject overwhelms you like a tidal wave!
I’ll keep you long enough for the final dose to take affect and close your minds door.
Now , your scratching at the walls and crawling across the floor!
My face flashes through your head I’m always there to make you surrender.
Never , will you deter the everlasting effects of your encounter with the Mindbender!!!!!!!!!!!!

I have the strangest dreams when I turn out the light.
Another world revealed to me as I venture into the night.
From a lonely man during the daylight hours.
To frolicking with a beautiful woman among the most fragrant of flowers.
Alone I face the consciousness of daytime reality.
Within the night she comes to save my sanity.
I awake to find I’m on my own again sent to face the day.
Longing for the night to come and fade the day away.
I search the day for her among the unfaced masses.
Turn off the light she appears flowing through a field of the greenest grasses.
When I awake I can hardly remember the details of her face.
Asleep again she comes to remove the pain with her love in it’s place.
The daylight piercing through the shades brings solitude back to me once more.
Coming home to the night she awaits my arrival as I pass through my sub-conscious door.
Separated from her once more I walk among the living dead all day long.
Fall into sub-consciousness her voice welcomes me back with a melodic love song!
Wishing the hours of the day would pass by at the speed of light.
Return again to her warm embrace , I become addicted to the night!
To blur the lines between my two levels of consciousness hoping to make her real.
Unable to manifest her into this worldly plane my dreams of her remain surreal.

From behind I hear a gentle voice calling out to me.
I turn my head and begin to realize just who it is that I see.
She walks towards me wearing a warm smile and the latest fashion.
A creation of life forged in the fires of passion.
She says ,“It took a long time for me to find you!”
I replied ,”There has always been a part of me deep inside of you.”
She said ,”We have a lot of catching up to do you and I.”
I said ,”I know” as a tear fell from my eye.
She said ,”So much has happened to me , I don’t know where to start or what to say?”
I said ,”You were with me on the beach watching the sunset on the Monterey Bay.”
She told me about her growing up and , with the other kids she would fight.
I spoke of night in the Nevada desert and ,how we stared up at the stars one beautiful night!
She spoke of boys , love and summertime fun.
I said ,”You were with me in January beneath the warm Hawaiian sun.”
She said ,”So much time has passed us by and ,we can never go back.”
I said ,”I remember us watching the sunrise over Lake Tahoe at dawn , just at the crack.”
She said ,”Here’s a picture of me in front of some famous water fountain.”
I showed her a picture of the Harley we rode to the top of a Santa Cruz mountain.
Then she asked ,”How could you stay away from me for so long?”
I replied ,”Everyday and anywhere I went in spirit I took you along.”
I explained that my physical time with her was short but ,I remember being present for her first day.
And , how after she was gone , I renounced every single holiday!
I said ,”Maybe someday we can put the pain we’ve shared behind us forever.”
As , you and I are bound by ties that , time can never sever!