PLease forgive my absence here all..... I have been struck with a condition called Gout which has inflamed my right wrist and is a very painful ordeal.
While I was down with this condition and on medication an old girlfriend of mine paid me a visit to talk about her son's drug problem. Well, after listening to her I began to realize what she was up against. I tried to comfort her and told her that I had written a poem about cocaine and that I would email it to her and she could show it to her son. I knew it wouldn't change him but every little bit helps.....this was written three years ago for an old friend that was losing him self on this demonic substance.....here goes!.......ethome

Here and there bold merchants bear
their goods to pigeon beaks.
The smuggled secrets hidden there
bring sugar ships their grease.

Clouds of dark that cloak the heart
and shadow lip loss out of form
turn to cotton candy art
when Captain Snow sails the horn.

The opening night, whispered hype,
center stage awaits, it's time,
the curtain drawn, the subtle lights
the armored heart to fly.

Flush cheeks and answered color,
stepping out before the crowd,
the burst of fashion flutter
the hands to make one proud.

The tragic conversation
the rows of spiral stairways.
A poet's sphere sagacious here
the journey back as always.

Backstage the mood dispenses,
the soul returns to hide.
And in the gloom defenseless
small voices cry for lines.

Under the skies wide oceans
high in the morning
small voices cry for lines.


He played in a popular rock band! ethome