old shepherds

congregate
do more with looks than words
tonal savants
understand ripples and breezes
flow like a palm
bend to the desires of now.
old shepherds
coarsely teach the new
believe in tough love
know that the future rests on their shoulders
so with a light laugh
strong arm
they lead the way.

dark night, bright city

it starts the same
ends the same
hunger
thirst for interaction
connect to another
wishing that the ecstasy of the night
overflows into the day
cascades into happily ever after
but the nights and days are the same soundtrack
looped over alcoholic beverages
minimal light
leads everyone into false hope
a false
reality sits at a reserved table
watching the pieces fall
with no one to collect.

Men Being Men

A glimpse into the lives of four fathers and their boys.