THE EVERLASTING SECOND

A merry-goes round
tipsy-turbulent turby
Oh Merry’s-go round more
and what are you waiting for?
Is it the rabbit you’re looking for
so far down the rabbit’s hole?
Me–but which book within the Universal
Library should I read? There are an infinite
number of books!
The Light–if you read just one of these books
then you’ve read them all!
Aaaaah oooooh i drift past the moment
with my deep head within the clouds
and zebras on tram trains singing with
undulating umbrellas//simply blown away\\

:: 08-19-2018 ::


ACT (of) ONE

THE curtains open to broken applause
an audience of great mystery
i cannot see their faces
nor their eyes
my Usher flees me!
And Time, the soliloquy
for Thespian lies
with each act an act of Life
and props on spot
for dramatic plots
Agh! my lines evade me!
Evade me for all i am
worthless within my House
of Theater:

The Absurd
The Humour
The Horror
The Love

of tears of joy of laughter
of sorrow of broken lines
upon my heart
upon my face
within the glass
upon the shattered floor

AND within the miles of aisles
of faceless witness
my lines flee me!
Within and without such cosmic shatter
an audience so abstract is my life
an Act (of) One.

:: 08-19-2018 ::


HOPE IS KISSING LOVE


FAME WITHIN OUR VICTORY

i declare fame within our victory

a proclamation to an end

Something biblical by human hands

Providing the light of the way

By dove

By flower of joy

the dew-meadow precious trust

AND away

hate, fire, damnation,

fear and Resistance to Love!

:: 08-04-2018 ::


i AM THE ONE

i am the focus
of this space ___
a mote of dust
with memory
in its place
i am the big reveal
all within and
without myself
i allow the sun to fall
and the moon to take
its place

tough and strong
i could fall for you
if not for where i’ve been
it’s everywhere
in every way
with every song
with every word
spoken to my face.

i am the one known
in every language
i am the one love
and hated by all
the human race

I AM THE THOUGHT THAT GREW
FROM ALL OF TIME AND SPACE.

:: 08-11-2018 ::


IT COMES FROM ABOVE

IT comes from above
above all war

And through a fire-burnt
a fire-burnt humans sow

But legions sleep from titanic struggles
encumbered they groan

emptied, bleeding, mourning in anguish
embracing they do — horror alone.

IT comes to sooth a thousand fears
to wipe away all falling tears.

Yet the wounded heart denies the royal visit;
shell shocked and gaunt the eyes remain sullen halls.

HAIL COMPASSION! that knows no bounds//higher than all clouds it comes

HAIL LOVE! That shinning King of Hearts // it comforts all.

and if courage is mine
and if wisdom is mine
then in mastery of self all shadows flee
and all evils upon their knees
they march toward oblivion.

And then and only then
am i free…
am i free?

:: 08-11-2018 ::


LISTEN ATHENA!

Dear! Broken is the heart
if nature not adored
and if zip-splashed colors
upon tender Spring petals
does not soften the Soul!

And brevity like sudden
delight pleases reading
eyes!

:: 08-06-2018 ::


A BROKEN SPADE

A morning’s fear broke through my
bedroom’s window pane
The color black choked the remnants
of my dream — it’s taste, the pink
of pain

i kiss my darkest ghosts goodbye
and embraced my lover’s secret place

THAT out of this ruin
from dust of violence
you created paradise
THAT now my ocean is
this deeper blue &
all my pain within a wooden crate
floats miles from screaming faces

And a hole dug as deep as a man
is tall holds a broken spade,
rusted like my ancient thoughts.
Today i vow to never allow my
ghosts to feast on fear or pain.

:: 08-06-2018 ::


AM I HERE?

art and poetry


The Almost Unspeakable