Calling Destiny May I call you destiny? For that you surely are. All paths led me to you From my heart, you have never been far. To think of the roads I've been down All that I've done and seen It's a miracle I found you It's some strange destiny's dream I must have known … Continue reading The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – “Calling Destiny”
The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – “Farewell From A Why”
Farewell From A Why What unknown adventure awaits me In this strange land of Castile? My desire is to leave here, But to stay is a necessity I still feel. I need to find some missing pieces Of my heart and my soul Yet I still have no clear direction Even though my wish is … Continue reading The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – “Farewell From A Why”
The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – “Madrid Midwinter Weather Blues”
Madrid Midwinter Weather Blues This midwinter weather is dragging me down The morning's cold, wet wind chills my bones Walking a block in it numbs my brain The weather shares my confusion As we are teased with a touch of heatless sun Between the morning snow and evening rains In one more week, the city will … Continue reading The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – “Madrid Midwinter Weather Blues”
The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – “I Touched Your Face And Sighed”
I Touched Your Face And Sighed Early this morning You lay by my side Your sleep I disturbed In your dreams, I did glide On rivers of worry Through rapids of fears I reached to comfort you And shared happy tears Of love for you deeply My heart cannot hide When I touched your face and … Continue reading The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – “I Touched Your Face And Sighed”
The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – “My Poem”
My Poem More and more each day I see, You're becoming a poem to me. Arm in arm we walk around, A happier couple cannot be found. One by one our friends do sigh, With joy or envy, some do cry. Minute by minute with you is love, Your caring heart is like heaven above. … Continue reading The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – “My Poem”
The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – “Unique”
Preamble: My notes indicate that on this evening, following some joyous laughter, we challenged each other to bastardize tribute the great poem "Trees" by Joyce Kilmer. Here's my attempt. Unique It would be too obvious to compare you to a flower, Though to me, you are as beautiful and sweet. It would be too simple to … Continue reading The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – “Unique”
The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – Flies
Flies Flies crawl over my table and rain-soaked jacket Dismal, dirty bugs Dropping shit and disease on everything They crawl closer to me Proboscis probing As if they want proof, I'm writing about them only I imagine them as great, opportunistic hunters, And I, the only prey of opportunity All this far more romantic a notion than that … Continue reading The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – Flies
The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – “Je Propose”
Preamble: This is my first and only attempt to date at writing a poem in French. So, please forgive any potentially faulty grammar. ps: I planned to put a Google translation in English at the end, for those of you who may not read French, but it just doesn't sound as good to my ears. Actually, I'm … Continue reading The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – “Je Propose”
The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – Play It Again Schroeder
Play It Again Schroeder. I would sing the body electric. I would suck the marrow of life And chew its bones to dust. I would dance the angels off the heads of pins. I would risk insanity, To wreak havoc on the unsuspecting whole. I would woo women poetically And visit every bed. I would … Continue reading The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – Play It Again Schroeder
The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – “Untitled”
She ran through the room Showing the tattoo on the small of her back That place men find soft, Perfect for hands while dancing, And kisses in lovemaking. Others lovelies enter the room, Searching for seats. Why do the pretty ones always have their backs to the room? Maybe it's my imagination Or my stare, … Continue reading The Madrid Pub Storytellers Club – “Untitled”
The New Renaissance Mindset 