Category Archives: #big question

A DEEP STATE OF YOU

“i’m listening,” i said.
“Well?…”

The words said:

“TELL me how a star can fall
Show me how to avoid it all
Touch my fish bowl but never
Never push me over — WATER!
The nostalgic drink for life
LOVE! — an elixir that
causes changes i’m trying to
hold it all TOGETHER!
i’m puppetized by you
Inside a deep State of You
I’m pauperized within me
Holding on holding on to
you-owe-you just you –”

U N G L U E D___!

:: 03.22.2020 ::


TRYING TO PULL JESUS FROM HIS CROSS

i have walked within your
thunderstorms & broken nails
upon the wood of your maple
casket — makes me sad

called a dove the vulture of
all hearts (oh my)
hauled dirty stares within
the sack of my brain we all
refrain from bruised egos OH HEY
says the middle finger of my MOUTH
you can only lose
what you never had
and i broke nails
trying to pull Jesus
from his Cross//+\\

:: 03.11.2020 ::


SOUND OF FORGETTING

the sound of forgetting is beautiful
and requires no talent ;
all one must do is Remain
Silent upon a beating drum
then one must think of
BigNothings
& one must believe in
Miracles before these events called for—>
getting grow within fields we have forgotten
but still walk upon _/–\_ while recognizing
all the spots where we have hidden our land-
Mines — all within fear_______________&
empty space is the sound of forgetting.

:: 03.07.2020 ::


Spirit of the Poet

ABANDON all senses to catch the dancing fire
of indescribable emotions trapped deeply within
the Soul of No Mouth —
tell the birthing stars our carbon body is as old
as their grandfathers and grandmothers but our love
and great Tiny minds grapple with
inconceivable thoughts
but mostly of grand words structured tightly around

the Spirit of the Poet!

:: 02.29.2020 ::


MY BRAIN BEGAN TO PONDER

MY brain began to ponder
if ‘It’ was ‘He’ who
perhaps was ‘Me’ when
suddenly
the coroner decided it
was not the three.

‘It’ set ‘Me’ free
for all of Eternity.

:: 08062019 ::


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 ::


///i’m a Lost Freaked-Out Mars-Day Man\\\

Hi Lola I’m Phillip and I read your profile and find you very
interesting. I like your sense of inner strength and also a
sharp conviction too. Formidable skill sets! I’m highly
educated too and will be starting my PhD early next year.
But, I’m not just a ‘nerd’ but also a poet and musician of
sorts. And painter. If interested, please SMASH THE ‘LIKE’
BUTTON AT THE BOTTOM OF THIS STATEMENT

oH, i wrote you a small poem while writing my quick message!

// AMAZING POETRY ! ! ! \\

THAT’S SA’ DAY

I remember when we met
was a day i fell off
the highest c l O U D!

So come with me
toward a memory
when we First Met

Well sweet dear
come with me
my soulmate to Mars

Where my Time stopped
and so did yours

A time so Wonderful ~
if you come to see
with me Love

An Ocean of Gold,
Blue and Jasmine
so i tell you:

“Oh, that’s sa’ day

and i love you!

Some day it’ll be ok

:: 11-29-2016 ::

///END TRANSMISSION\\


A MATTER OF PERSPECTIVE

ON the ‘other-side’
they’re all asking:
“Is there death
after life?”

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