Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

my conflict comes
without bells and whistles
sans the hype of hysteria,
frequent guests on my shoulders
swing their hairy little legs
the bantering banshees,
me in the middle of new blossoms
ear to ear, a man flying solo
hendrixian crosstown traffic
cross-fired meteors, persistent
in mystery, a woman not imagined
just around the corner
from moonlight to moonlight
oh healthy tug-o-war
two competing paradigms,
architects of archetypes
equal say in the matter of matter
no clear path, each foreign lane
riddled with robbers and hijackers
and I a simple highwayman
in seek of a real conversation
a man alone.....not lonely

really do like the movement and pace with which this piece proceeds steve

Bravo! So slick- but I really like
" I am a man alone not lonely"
Oh baby
It is kind of an intriguing write- like playful shadows
Nice write

thanx, y'all...very much enjoyed your comments

This resinates it is almost the dissection of a poet heart , ah a simple highway man yes this leads me to a poem I will post when written ,the fluid nature of the thought connections are the gift of free verse , speaking the heart then understood .