Daily Archives: September 27, 2021

PERFECT ONE TO LEAD

SHE keeps soft moving poetry outside of time
and how wonderful and extraordinary the words
pulling in an appetite for more
and seducing world leaders within her voice
How recommended for global appetite
destroying buildings of violent hearts
so extraordinary love and blows minds
she destroys monsters and well-versed
politicians wishing she wouldn’t lead.
She avoids middle men and never through China
but then again gently cries while she naturally
leans towards France and England and weeps
for new nations.

Oh baby bye bye — drop an eye and plays with
out of action hearts — oh a class of agility
and she ate her appetite / devouring Earth
as all knew it \

A perfect union.

:: 09.26.2021 ::

PERFECT ONE TO LEAD

SHE keeps soft moving poetry outside of time
and how wonderful and extraordinary the words
pulling in an appetite for more
and seducing world leaders within her voice
How recommended for global appetite
destroying buildings of violent hearts
so extraordinary love and blows minds
she destroys monsters and well-versed
politicians wishing she wouldn’t lead.
She avoids middle men and never through China
but then again gently cries while she naturally
leans towards France and England and weeps
for new nations.

Oh baby bye bye — drop an eye and plays with
out of action hearts — oh a class of agility
and she ate her appetite / devouring Earth
as all knew it \

A perfect union.

:: 09.26.2021 ::

SHE keeps soft moving poetry outside of time
and how wonderful and extraordinary the words
pulling in an appetite for more
and seducing world leaders within her voice
How recommended for global appetite
destroying buildings of violent hearts
so extraordinary love and blows minds
she destroys monsters and well-versed
politicians wishing she wouldn’t lead.
She avoids middle men and never through China
but then again gently cries while she naturally
leans towards France and England and weeps
for new nations.

Oh baby bye bye — drop an eye and plays with
out of action hearts — oh a class of agility
and she ate her appetite / devouring Earth
as all knew it \

A perfect union.

:: 09.26.2021 ::


LONELY TRAVELER THROUGH TIME

AS my heart aches and it’s mind-numbing pain
you became that dark light side of me
my sense, as though i drank hemlock drunk
or smoked some dull opiate to the drain
As time-space sided with Love and my mouth
sang:  one minute past and Lethe-wards sunk:
unspinning time toward my past where my
best friends  sang:  ’tis not through envy
of they happy lot.’  They wished to hear
what i saw in my miserable visions of
future.  I was the game of the big city.

Love wax cold;  women wearing pants
and men wearing dresses.  And what i
saw i n’ver say as diction of mouth
could give summer and winter —
fire or ice and ooh i saw 22nd century
life in all my wizardry vain.  

I sang upon One World Trade Center
“o soft embalmer of time and still
this midnight with streaming tears
and embower’d from sacred light,
those who died enshaded in eternal
divine.  Oh!  Soothest sleep.

And more.  Conveyance. Water for wishing,
dresses and food for a weak want.
The future world of abundance but no one
there understands the miracles of this
living.

::  09.26.2021 ::

AS my heart aches and it’s mind-numbing pain
you became that dark light side of me
my sense, as though i drank hemlock drunk
or smoked some dull opiate to the drain
As time-space sided with Love and my mouth
sang:  one minute past and Lethe-wards sunk:
unspinning time toward my past where my
best friends  sang:  ’tis not through envy
of they happy lot.’  They wished to hear
what i saw in my miserable visions of
future.  I was the game of the big city.

Love wax cold;  women wearing pants
and men wearing dresses.  And what i
saw i n’ver say as diction of mouth
could give summer and winter —
fire or ice and ooh i saw 22nd century
life in all my wizardry vain.  

I sang upon One World Trade Center
“o soft embalmer of time and still
this midnight with streaming tears
and embower’d from sacred light,
those who died enshaded in eternal
divine.  Oh!  Soothest sleep.

And more.  Conveyance. Water for wishing,
dresses and food for a weak want.
The future world of abundance but no one
there understands the miracles of this
living.

::  09.26.2021 ::


UNKNOWNS

Oh boy! How we carry onward and carry weight a long time
i sing blues and watch with the saddest eyes — i could never
send you an invitation toward my world but I carry that weight for
ever and only ask a few moments to read the words my heart
bleeds today.

Every light, every day, every night and i sing to myself:

this youthful life has been such a cold weather oh yea
and i sing,

“it’s alright cause your small smiles return
to the sun everyday — and the sun sun sun feels and knows”

In all my simple poor life i have seen the eyes of dying ones
and some places have others that lived great lifes
in this world: some are good and others remain as echoes
of dead voices but within my life I have loved them all
the same.

But in this blue marble hanging in deep space i think of love
and how we all change forever == some for the best and others
drifting through time without lovers /// some dead — some living \\
but within my Life I love them all.

But of all these friends and lovers there is no one that compares
to you and all these poet’s words : are my life and I love you more.

:: 09.26.2021 ::


LITTLE SOUL

OH little soul —  rest within these arms and oh, Evie how you grew from the minute you came into this world until now.  And hey girl, (she always smiles because as you know it’s always a soul who frowns that makes the world
a bit colder)  she is the warmth of love.

(somewhere within her smile she knows)

Oh the movement you need is upon your knees:  crawl, then walk and one day we’ll run toward the blooming flowers!

Although the day may be gone nev’er are its sweet taste nor voice, lips or soft hands. You are asking me now but i cannot convey how the world is to a little soul — this just born girl.

Oh just believe me now and how i believe you’ll know.  How your smile and endurance awakens the angels and moves mountains and ocean waves.

What a warm breath, light whispering tender semi-tones.

Bright mind, accomplish’d shape and exquisite style — budding charms
and blooming flowers and igniting the sight of beauty within my eyes
holding the sight of beauty within my arms.  As a dusk holiday holy night
of fragrant-expectations lead me toward wild winded nights as woof
of darkness thick, for hid delight and full of tears crying for a day,
and  believe me:  let me read love’s missal through to-day, while
many days and years i’ve been alone and cried and how many ways
to try?  Always leading hearts of love back toward the opened
door of many tryings and waiting here.

Praying, i fast and feel that washing rain of broken hearts all
in no vain.  Let me know the way.

Still: it leads me back to your birth. And your entrance into this
world of cold.

:: 09.26.2021 ::