1. His Happy-go-lucky Views
Aspiring, distal rider, hair day from hell,
Narcissus with tin badge, crop and jodhpurs,
He arrives seeking new hotels and adventure,
Pulls star hitched wagon-loads of new hope.
King of the sky attitude, he digs comets
Streaming with hair, the manes of horses.
Good fortune, smiles eternal, optimistic,
Lets him take equestrian chic to new levels.
Directness personified, love can’t stop him.
A chilled breath before the hunting chase,
Free-ranging, he aims wisdom tipped arrows
High and away from pedestrian concerns.
All is colored by ideals and broad concepts,
Preachy at times with unattainable goals,
A bad advisor, no interpersonal expression,
Love if any, lives on delight and pocket treats.
2. His impossible role
“No freedom can be sacrificed for love or
Its melting pot of empirical trials and intrigue.
I am married to Hera, the wrong woman.
But my enthusiasm can explain anything.
Yes, hunk hips and thighs like pistons.
Got a thing for purple, but a sensitive liver
Susceptible to alcohol and to hepatitis.
But my outdoor sex chases keep me fit.
holy days are Thursdays
Between 5pm and 7, a turquoise bauble
Helps me attract love, protects me from harm,
And gives me the ability to see into the future.
To avoid accidents of fire and explosion,
I could easily run back into the building.
Welcome to the hotel of my exalted mind
A long and tedious journey to foreign lands.
Meeting foreigners expands my way of thinking.
I study all languages, know seduction lines.
In fifty different tongues and weird dialects.”
3. He Knows You Know Everything
He goes where his thoughts take him,
Follows the crowd who knows what
He knows, the best places to go, knows
You know what he is thinking every time.
He is a sucker for public expression
Publishing and the grand literary effort.
Strong willed, his sense of self borders
On paranoia, attention doesn’t always
Cheer him on to success the same as a
Leather harness and the sting of a whip.
Nothing goes unexplored as he dares to
Touch the holy human reproductive cell,
Swan like beauty with a firm hand on the
Rounded bottoms of recurring inspiration.
He applies the philosophy of the restless
Like a difficult lover unable to deal with a
Momentary glitch, eyes glazed over by a
Greener pasture, a more splendid grass.
But he will wave his fire wand and turn
Fool ideas into cash cows as he trots the
Line between killers and thieves, nobles
And the outright insane, firmly controlling
A safe handle on the reality he exposes.
4. As With Luck and Jumper Cables
Luck usually needs a push, a shot of
Juice, beginners luck, money luck, luck
In a foreign country, dumb luck, or blind,
The luck of the carefree reckless Don Juan,
Seeking the pleasures of the optimist,
A higher life of genial wit; yet a critical tome
Could come back on the shield of dreams.
No one is prepared to give that much freedom
Before becoming bored with relevance
Does your ever changing self expression
Make you the ultimate religious heretic,
Unrealized and alone in a complicated world?