Monthly Archives: May 2014

T E X T P E R T — E X P E R T

Textpert expert telling us how it is
a jumbo word manifesto sexpert
I see how a pig could fly
all you have to do is kiss a bug
bullfrogs have all died, oh my!
but the chemical plants
swear on their dead souls
a fish could have two heads
Darwin on steroids drank a coke
and the bomb loves your mother
Tell me a bedtime story
without politics and I’ll die
you are the Textpert expert
thumbing all through the lies
for the world there’s a word
and all the circus clowns have died

:: 05-26-2014 ::


COSMIC CLIMAX

when ember rubies slay heart
mine upon rose-tip lips
the small part of your hands
slender steel finger passion
honeysuckle thigh push
my mind into blissful fields
another realm of life we two
melting into a single phrase
‘oh love, my love!’ we say
a cosmos alone we go
a dream is real when shared
I dream if you believe it too

:: 05-26-2014 ::


HOW TO DIE

I can’t tell you how to live
but I know what dying is like
and can say take each day
and hold it like your child.
kiss it, love it and never let go

:: 05-27-2014 ::


DOGS OF HELL

she told me
i was crazy
what could I say…
I am what I am
but I loved her
and love are dogs
from hell
that eat hearts

:: 05-27-2014 ::


THE ANCHOR STONE

When you awaken
do you get up into
the sinking —
inside of you?
it’s three feet below the bed
where you rest your head
at the foot of —
an anchor-stone
I can only ask because I know
the weight of that stone
kept me three feet below —
the resting bed
until one day I arose
up into the sun
when I awaken
that’s where I go

:: 05-28-2014 ::


A HUNDRED POEMS – 062

sometimes (now) I dislike
(hate) indecision
many fates //now// spill
horrified goldfish meeting air
myopic eyes live cataract-like
but still &-now I unlike
that Inde-CISION cuts me
through the ghost-bone

:: 05-28-2014 ::


A HUNDRED POEMS – 063

FOR one
incredible moment
nothing happened
and I fell in love
with that nothingness

:: 05-28-2014 ::


IF I WERE BORN

IF I were a bird and born
with no feathered wings
our skies would give me love
and the gentle rains
should cleanse my eyes
If I were born that beating heart
within my soul I’d find my wings
and my tiny-throat trilled songs
would lift my soul and there I’d fly!

:: 05-22-2014 ::


DOES REGRET DIE?

Do regrets die away?
some may ask —
a brilliant soul
has such a thought
While some affirm
that yes they do!
I affirm it wears a mask
as regret hides in you

:: 05-22-2014 ::


WHO ARE YOU

Is one’s past what one was?
or does one remain as ‘is?’
All flowers bend within the wind
as all souls commit their sins