How many graveyards are there in heaven?
And does the bee sting
when happy?
Do two lovers quarel over
complete satisfaction?
Is it true music educates the savage
beast within our human DNA?
:: 11-18-2017 ::
Monthly Archives: November 2017
QUESTIONS OF LIFE I – HOW MANY GRAVEYARDS
DESPAIR
within my despair
within my unrepaired
mind /time flows
and fate something
like disgrace
and all the kind faces
with their lips kiss
the black matter of
time :|:
Also so tired
my vacant eyes cry
seeping tears falling
everywhere
Within Spring and summer
fall and Winter
it’s over all over
sweet thighs smell as
coconut oil against the sea
and I sing again:
within my despair my unrepaired
mind flows slower than time
and fate sometimes like disgrace
so my vaqcant eyes cry seeping tears
falling eveywhere …
:: 11-17-2017 ::
The Leader of Our Voice
A mistake: you owned.
takes my oxygen away
decades-old | we are
fire like we breath
this air – somewhere.
Afraid and there
we are ghosts anyway
— so forget? About
me. We walk even
when we are dead.
The living talk
in empty voices :
like back to square
one == the heaven is
the leader of our
voices and we all
rejoice because some
are believers //shame
on the rest\\they leave
us. The stuff of life.
:: 11-15-2017 ::
MY HEART BEATS
MY HEARTbeats
as the immortal
flame. It beats
within all regal
colors of pain,
and joy!
I am sofar and
currently lost
;alone in the sea
of crashing waves
of the life of ocean
and filled with life!
But dear, this ache
to fill your bough
of fruits with my
sweet nectar; the
bumblebee bumbling,
the sun proud heat!
Oh magnificent and lovely
Soul! Our circle closes
within us tighter and one
day only us within a world
full of mercy and beauty.
And sadness away as dying
flowers between seasons!
:: 11-15-2017 ::
WE ARE THE LEADERS OF LOVE
my stake (you) my dreams thick
takes our oxygen away
like the edge of all things
further away than reality
begins the reel-to-reel
pasted light upon the wall
too sweet and horrifying
(this hope) afraid I’m never
going to awake from this
dream of delirious thoughts
–>so forget about me.
The dear caught in barbed-wire
we never knew how far and fast
superman could fly, but digress,
bones and flesh are the curses
of spirits trapped in human form.
So come let’s go back to school
and become leaders of the most
indescribable thing we call reality.
:: 11-14-2017 ::
I AM FORGIVING
I am forgiving; forgiving for the
amount of love within my heart —
for the amount of Spirit and Soul
that this body encases.
To realize existence is not to be
alive but to acknowledge our physical
limitations and the emotions of being
simply fragile humans.
Living is dying and we do so slowly.
But do your fingers feel the sun
or the colors of a Spring or Fall?
Do your feet taste the blades of
green grass while running toward
the next beautiful dream?
My mouth eats the moon,
my heart the oceans,
my eyes all things,
my ears music of
the small voices
called society.
And I love everyone.
:: 11-14-2017 ::
NEVER IS FOREVER
NEVER, as i once said
forever ~ never
and although i said
at no time,
i also spoke;
till death do us part.
Like stretched limbs
of an ancient oak
my arms too are heavy
and my torso twisted
by torrential winds
of mother nature.
My lips: immortality
till the end of time
and my bleeding heart
and soul beg;
not in the least.
:: 11-08-2017 ::
TIMES OF TROUBLE
IN all these times
of trouble
I find myself wishing
wisdom
AND inside all me
darkness ~
emptiness and pain
But love for life
AND within my hour
of desperateness
my heart cleaves
unto me and Spirit
Oh! there is always
an answer
always a way
through the trees
And when the day sleeps
her name comes
and makes frowns smile
makes hearts feel free
so never carry the world
upon your shoulders
only fools do.
And within these times
I find myself wishing
wisdom.
so please love me too.
:: 11-06-2017 ::
WHAT IS DEAD INSIDE OF YOU
WHAT is dead
inside of you:
the warrior
of living life.
No worries ever
within eternity.
rest your knees
upon the throne
of the One.
And marvel at
the colors
and plant life
and the air of
music singing.
You love color
You love sight
You love taste
is everything
here ~
towering over
your head.
A higher Power.
Feel the Higher
Power. Yea.
where everything
is stronger
than strung words
better than sipping
from a paper cup
and nothing is going
to change my world.
Keep your electric
eyes inside my radar
press your space-age
breasts against a
heterosexual beast
that’s a holy place
to be: makes me
jump into the air.
Your Mars-freaked out
Venus fly trap caught
my moisture seeking
missile inside a Soul
and with your digital
skin i programmed
the moon just for you.
:: 11-06-2017 ::
AS LONELY AS MY HEART
Dark clouds as lonely as
my heart
Weeping tears of my
life
so begins again the night
the fright of living life
I want to be the one
I want to leave & run
I want to see the end
I want to taste real things
All my life I wanted to feel
but had a hold upon my heart
Never had a thing to say
to the indifferent Souls
So let me feel let me hear
all the pain of my lost life
Where I belong.
Where I cry.
Where I live inside
a vault
where it’s all my
own fault.
So dark clouds as lonely
as my heart
weeping tears of my own life.
:: 11-06-2017 ::
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