Sullen and silly ..that is me..what a month!! Long business trips, lost cell phones, missed rendevous due to lost cell phone..(I am sorry Mozgirl!!!)
A chance to reject or renew looms before me.I have learned something in this life and that is to begin all relationships with honesty for the wounds of deceipt never fully heal..damaged is always damaged and without truth you are just making a fool of someone who does not deserve it.
I am comfortable with me..now it's time to to be comfortable with everyone else...what a daunting task..

no poetry today.(collective sigh of relief)

truly,
H Devil

Wicked lies
they speak of me
A lout, or letcher
more to see
than meets the mouth or eye to see

I'm quite sure that it's all true.

I've no commitment
towards one place
and to no heart
save mine

I take the moment
penetrate
romance, my concubine

I fumble words like pixies dear
and tell you what I need to hear
I'm addicted
fix me
need you near

wouldn't have it any other way

I was at a show lastnight..a friends band, and I passed the time watching and wondering and drinking and such. Hours had passed when i realized that I hadn't spoken to anyone. It struck me odd because I really had no issue with it. I mean, usually blokes feel odd or uncomfortable playing the role of the wallflower, but last night I found a calmness..a solice in my silence.
No great revelations here. just interesting to think instead of speak..to see instead of look..this life
this breath
It is all happening now. I think that we lose sight of that sometimes. So caught up with what we've done or what we'll do...better, I think to experience what you are doing.

Truly,
H Devil

P.s.
Sweetness..I am a fool, tell me about my missed opportunity in Vegas..
Forever,
h Devil

Life is interesting...It seems that we spend so much time trying to figure out our place, or other people, or some validity for our actions. Truth be told life and it's decisions are not so complicated. When faced with a task or a decision or a matter of the heart I must simply ask myself,
"Can I live without this?". If the answer is anything but no then the only choice is to move on.
Don't take me wrong, there is a place for frivolity and impetuous moments;however, in most matters of importance the simple question, can I live without this, brings a clear path most every time. And for all the analytical readeres, by live I mean , would it be an acceptable option to do without.
Can I live without writing...no, therefore I must write
Can I live without love...no, therefore I will continue to seek love.
Be specific and truthful with yourself. There is far too much to see to be wasting precious breath on less than viable distractions,

TRuly,
H Devil

Faith....Faith?
I have more than enough faith.
I have faith that my daughter loves me
I have faith that looks do fade
I have faith Yeats was genius
I have faith in brighter days.

Faith is cheap and plentiful
one only has to gaze
upon the tabloids
or the television
to see what faith has made

Fanatics, cheats and mongers
all have faith that they
are far more right than you might ever
be
    Their faith helps fuel their hate.

But faith runs deeper here
beyond the cynic or the lout.
I have faith that I can look beyond
myself
for higher ground.
Faith in my compassion
faith in better you
Faith that love will permeate
inspite of what I do.
And more than this
I have FAITH
that faith will never fail
the heart that seeks out love
and sheds the cynic, cowards veil

In quiet fleeting moments
fear fucks lesser minds
and with it twists some sorcery
o'er touch and taste and time.

It leaves the fingers numb and cold
the pen sits still and dry
and trus tme
  for a poet dear,
  there is nothing so unkind

H.D.T said that most men lead lives of quiet desperation. Is there any such thing as screaming desperation? The most heavy of weights on my shoulder..so much that the words are stifled and I can't bear to show my skin...dear souls reach out and I answer with silence.(I do apologize Alexis).
  I have offered all but my heart. That is for me and I will bear that cross alone. I dream of star crossed lovers and wake to wind swept me.
Irony is no longer enough. It is shallow and boring.
Searching for the deep end

Truly,
H Devil

once in the throws
you have to know
that you save me

when I'm too far
know who you are
and that you
    save me

simple and pure, no other soul on this earth
has it's way with me
and yet here you are
and I am powerless
bizarre
I wish you'd
take me

once on my arm
you unleash a charm
that just
    slays me

I leave you with this
simple verse
simple kiss
and a smile
as you

Save me

Time is elusive and kind ...direct and unyeilding..all of this and more. Seems ages since I've written, ages since I've been alive and for some reason here I am...the most comfortable anonimity I know.
I should know...time's tide will smother me.
Well, I've come up for air. Think I might enjoy the view for a while.

  Where are the lover's , the one's who know best? Where are the hearts to which i feel a debt? Where is the poignance, the charm, and the grace?
I'm here,
Where are you dear?
I miss your kind face.

Truly,
  H Devil

It is November 27th
I am here
          alone
I am in this place that I stay.
I am not sure how to describe it to you,

I am not home,
I am not comfortable,
I am not right

I am in this place that I

STAY

I find myself longing to reach you,
"I'm 30 seconds away,"
I crackle from the other end of my borrowed connection,
cell phone prostitute,

The resentment seems old
and I'm giddy at the thought of impressing you

I have yet to succeed

I resign to realise that I I have offended you
You, so dignity
    and all respect
You, so determined to be right,
so unfortunate that others chose to wreck your chance
at being

YOU

With angel eyes
  and tender motives
So wanting,
  so afraid to receive

If only you could see you
    like I see YOU

So strength
  and so Woman

YOU mother goddess
    You, the only soul I need to know

Too late I guess..maturity comes late
to selfish
    to brilliant
comes laughing at
    different level

but not late for you

my ever fading
never ending
wonder spinning

YOU