YEEE --- HAWW! El Guapo Rides Again!

Keeper and the kept,
Locked away together,
In our own world.


Locked up, locked
Down. No fresh air or hot food;
It's a bitch.


Your momma is in
The pen! Locked up, turned
Out and enjoying!


Penitent in the
Penitentiary, I think
I'm reformed now.


Locked with you in
The lock up, just you and I
Love the one you're with.


You're locked up with
Us. Who are you bitching to
Now? Who's your daddy?


Mind, body, spirit.
Not all prisons physical.
We're all locked up.


Mastery of the
World of words enables
One to write haiku.


Flow of syllables
Colors the empty paper,
Painting poetry.


Letters float from
My pen upon the paper.
Expressing myself.


My pen to paper,
Ink flowing, thoughts running,
Rough then polished.


Pencil or pen to
Write or sketch a legacy,
Volumes filled.


Shitting out gems of
Poetic masterpieces
Again and again.

The Triumphant Return of El Guapo

Can't touch, only watch.
Can't indulge, only wonder.
Illicit desire.


Our daughters grow
Up so seemingly rapid,
Where does the time go?


What have we done to
Ourselves over the years?
Marriage, life, love, time.


Married many years,
Working on it well enough,
The good, the bad - love.


Your warm soft self here
Beside me, tender touches,
Caring caressing.


Love so unlikely,
Unquenchable fire of ourselves,
Burning united.


Bodies entwined
In passionate embrace.
Hungry skin on skin.

El Guapo Strikes Again!

You experienced?
I think I am? Wonder
What it's about?


Want a boat to sail
Away for awhile and then
Return home learned.


I'm reading some books,
Seeking out author's message,
Understanding it.


Open your mind, your life,
Get up - move! Turn off the TV
Stop the addiction.


Addicted to TV,
My mind and body grow numb,
Becoming nothing.


We are born to die,
An ultimate truth and end.
Trick is - how to live.


Sun dancing on our
Nude bodies, alone, away
From everyone else.

Spiritual Haiku

Work, study, prayer.
Monastic life, seeking my
Place, purpose, a peace.


Spirit of a saint
Within weak flesh of a man,
Somewhere deep within.


Powerful prayer,
My rosary in my hands,
And I in God's hands.

Haiku about nature

Sun rising in the
East, setting in the west. Such
Simple complexity.

Perfect song playing,
Soft breeze through my wind chimes,
The spirit of God.

Bluejays and grackles
In my backyard, feasting on
The dog's food outside.

Haiku From The Heart, Mind and Soul Of--- El Guapo!

Sunlight dancing through
The windows in the morning.
Another day begins.