“Maybe… Someday…”


Maybe someday I can find out
maybe I can do without
someday find the secret of life
maybe separate rotten from ripe.

Someday maybe at this point in life
all that I want is my soul;
to turn out right
maybe as the frail hearted time their departure flights
maybe someday i`ll learn to love and love right.

my time is soon to end
i`ll conceive lost but found
silent but profound
shadow but light.

Maybe someday, probably

All the days of my life…


© Da Absentee 2011


There is always parts of your life where you hit gray patches. This is a moment when I walked into one. Pondering our real purpose in life, we can think of  how one would truly eradicate the negative to only hold on to the positive. Times in our lives where one  should have done better but didn’t. Looking for that epiphany, knowing there is a possibility for some of us it will never happen…

You can listen to this poem by clicking on the link below:

“Maybe Someday” 

As Always…

Stay Positive!

“Intricate Design”

call u…

completed for me,

rich heavy top,

explosive between ears

sweet, salty refreshing tears

loose, firm, hard,

soft sound

tantalizing siren

sculpted neck and frame

shoulders sets…

accentuate upper facade

chest impeccable

arms unique

wrist, palm

and pleasure providers

can make stress obsolete


beautiful lines and all

with dents, nicks and flaws

I love to grab, touch, feel and see it all

thighs essence hold

connection of mid-fold

calves of piston steel

maybe bare maybe tat

first thing of leather spying at

between your legs poison vat

drugs uncontrollable

researched fact


men have fallen

because the power of that.

lotion, soap, fragrance

in my hearty hug

he made your intricate design

for me to fall in love…


© Da Absentee 2011


I wrote this one thinking of my wife. With all her love and imperfections.

As Always…

Stay Positive!


“You Here”

It’s what keeps me here
wanting you here
the space I need like old typewriters take
back and forth to operate
through all the lies
and double-sided knives
the will to survive
depend and function like Egypt to the Nile

You’re the motivational trigger
for the 18 to 23 muscle reaction they call
it would sadden if I had to transpire
even expire without you
I never doubt you
I’m telling you how I feel about you.

I do better with words on paper than vocally beside you.
Its times like this I want you here
for the reflection, in my moments of introspection
stapled like dirt, stem and flower
in my creative minutes and hours
its you that keeps me wanting…

you here…

© Da Absentee 2011


Thinking of some of the things that makes you want to have your loved ones around. When the words don’t come easy. Knowing that they have been their through so much;  to know they always have your back. Brings a smile to your face and warmth in your heart. They make your day run right just having their presence in your life.

Take the time to tell the ones you hold close, that you love them and even when they are not around or far away. No matter what, you always want them around… 

You can listen to this poem by clicking on the link below:


As Always…

Stay Positive!

“The Pause”


I stopped…

Just to sit under a tree.
To admire the sun
possibly feel a cool breeze.

I took a look
a lengthy look
at my placement in these sequence of events.
My passage of time.

I looked at the grass
saw the way it moved with the wind.
I spoke to “self”;
that’s how you need to be
in any situation.
Form flowing and willing,
firm but yielding.


Even in the day time,
I seem to find myself
lurking around my dark confines.

I realize…
I don’t want anyone to see;
the weak, the clouded, the uncertain
Indecisive, vulnerable…
The frustrated, side of me…

I have attained too much to dwell on,
memorized one too many sad songs.

Matter of fact!

I don’t even know my destination.
I don’t know what I want anymore…
I`m lost in an ocean of plans;
with none being my own.

Certainly lost me…
A long time ago.
What I have now.
Only a shell of someone I used to know.

What happened to goals;
what happened to inspiration,
what happened to wanting more;
Basic striving for?

Not just a backyard; but one with a pool.
I never forgot how to move.

I know…
Standing still is never;
“never” an option
I feel like the screen is playing…
No sound…
No caption…
I can’t read lips…
So i`m missing some of the action …

I don`t know what happened ?

© Da Absentee 2012


The title and the first 5 lines, are actual events. It was exactly what I was doing at that moment in time. When I sat down to write. This one really wrote itself. This is one of those instances where as a human beings, we examine ourselves and attempt to figure out what we are really made of.  Even tho I am the one who placed these thoughts together, when I look over it again…

It really doesn’t feel like me…

As Always…

Stay Positive!


I don’t know
when I fell in love with you…
it wasn`t a day
or a week

no set time or phase
I fell in love
in a season
in a summer

in a cool night breeze
in a moment
in the night we breathe
in a thought

in a book somewhere
beneath the trees
in the grass
in the dew

where we placed our hands
and displaced the heat
in a greeting or salutation
a look into your eyes

a smile on your face
and comforting you when you cried
my thoughts were gone
without a trace…

I realized
I was missing you from me
I questioned
if you complete me

soul to my mate
the mate of my soul
lost myself
forgot my goals

you gave a renaissance
to my soul
freed me
from my issue of control

I don’t know when I fell in love
with you
but it wasnt a set day or time
but when I did

I knew you were mine…

© Da Absentee 2012


I have always been a sucker for poems about love. It is one of the most addictive things on this earth. Hands Down…

I don’t have much to say about this post. This one just really came to me.

On another note:

I have concluded that since I have made this blog essentially my diary of sorts; I will begin to post everything I write . This will force me to put more work into drafts which I have sitting and will improve my completion and posting percentages. I usually write then come back to it at a later date.

I have a favor to ask of everyone who follows… Due to a post about “Criticism” on another blog I follow http://gjscobie.wordpress.com/ If anything I post seems like it “needs some work” or it gives you “an idea of something else or another piece” or “you think it would be better if I did this…” Then please let me know. I see myself as an amateur. I am far from a professional. I am not above being taken apart and offered advice to. This WordPress community really gives us an opportunity as artist to come together and make each other better.

So if you anything to share “Please” feel free to do so!

This is the link to the post I was referring :>> http://gjscobie.wordpress.com/2012/06/13/thoughts-on-writing-part-36-criticism/

As Always…

Stay Positive!

“Thoughts – 12”

Stops… Hearts do every second
leaps and bounds; in calls and beckons
life has so many lessons

to teach
so many souls out of our reach
imagine things we can do
with the things we put our mind to

love sometimes stays or goes
grows, fades, passes us by
wind blows, like winning blows
as river flows, time goes…

listening to the world around
loud crashes, breaks, and peaceful sounds
turn around to see and learn
wait… you will always get your turn
in the same order
history repeats itself…
common case disorder

some things fall into place
when & after tears roll down your face
whats near can be far
this you already know…

final thought…
everything changes…
thats life…

© Da Absentee 2012


When I first started this blog, it was conjunction with a few friends that we would totally expand and do other things with it. We were going to take it in a certain direction.

That has changed; I have now made it my diary of sorts and that is just what a web log is. I am sharing more than anticipated and I am giving it a structure I could have never guessed back when I made my initial post.

So to all of you who faithfully read and visit…

I will begin to contribute to an entire new Category/Series:

“Thoughts” – these usually come out of what I guess everyone calls “writers block” or not knowing what to write. I have found that evn in this stage. You just need to write something , anything.

With that being said, the work that will be put into the “Thoughts” category wont be normal. They will be eccentric or a little off, according to my standards…

As Always…

Stay Positive!