I MET the devil wearing a sun-dress this day in May she winked at me in a most persuasive way
and asked if I had change for thirty pieces of silver

being poor I only had my soul to offer this day

We strolled across the river of Life. I almost fell in.
Nimble and fast, she caught my heartstrings and said:
“Never do that again” — and my heart caught fire &
my eyes bled

i beg to be devoured by pleasure than wracked by life today

She loves me as the Libra that I am so romantic in my ways
i grab onto the drops of her tears, so swept away this sinful day: the giver
who never expects a gift in return –if only for love.

when doves die do they fly north or south – remain in place I say
Within my body a magnetic heart — attracts and burns some souls and crows
sing the song forgotten for so long as we dance for days twilight burns pavement
and heals unborn promises this way

ice cries and fire smiles all the while we wept as humans in life

I met the devil today and she was wearing the mask I lost in childhood.
Asking not what I could do for her — she gave a love unmatched burning fields of daisies
as we walked thru the countryside by side and the rains came — the skies moaned and asked for flesh and bone today.

–//–

WE have seen with hands
and heard with hearts
and have kissed insanity.

That corrupt sound of
being trapped within the
belly of this horrible machine.

And your tears have given me
a message of surrender
and within such desolation…

I offer you my flower-heart
in this dark night, the moon
and earth abides within
the soul of infinite love.

:: 09212015 ::

LOST boy who wears my shoes
did you beat the devil?
did you win a few mo’ days
walking the bayou
hey voodoo lover !
and the rising sun say
where you gonna go too?
“i see a land so solid,
full of love like you”
oh please no, says me,
gotta stay away from golden
love; cursed boy
whom i never hated but loved
and i should’a should’a
shot the vampire and the
victim of it’s prey
–so love you son
but not the sunken sun
you rise up toward
the bayou ATCHAFALAYA Bay
oh yeah oh my the women
so pretty and waiting

:: 09202015 ::

MY poetess who is no smile
the bitterness covering anguish
of no profession wishing romance
and adventure whose lips
and heart forms sighs and cries
I am the lunatic ,.a lover,the
original poet who
\EMPTIED GOD/ intoxicated mind
THAT FORMED SIGHS
and DREAMS over them
–>the beautiful music until love
brought me down and i say ‘can i change
, run with the seasons?’
and i am afraid because i built
my heart around you and i
say,”i am a poet with no smile,
the bitterness whom i built my
heart around you and i’m getting
older too’ wishing romance and
adventure wishing you saw me
\for what i am but time is ending/
/and sunrises are bold by the
knowledge sunsets are the strongest
changes that hearts build their love
‘//oh uh huh…i climbed my heart
falling, sliding down knowing
love…uh oh huh…

:: 09202015 ::