Category Archives: #dark

THAT MUCH SLAUGHTERED FOR A SWEETNESS

so much darkness      so much light
when i cannot see      i remember
to never look directly into
that dark and sorry ending
(while the faithful are healing;
angels are mending (so many
as mountains)) and that much
slaughtered for a sweetness
we all call The Light.
:: 03-06-2017 ::


A HUNDRED POEMS – LXXV

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WHAT fear that burns
that all the eye can see
the morning bird upon a tree
such burning truth that melody!
sweeping morning clear the night
erasing visage of thick-white fog
and the mortal soul
who is lost within last night
upon this beautiful day
of mourning light!

:: ~~ ::


TWO FINGERS ARE GOOD (but three stretches it)

Today I threw up breakfast and my platypus licked it
a regurgitation of  heartfelt platitudes on the floor!
Today I kissed the toe of a gnarly God who likes
to burn ants with stolen lens
somewhere within my     swamp-born brain
I have almost a clear thought;  like the chimps behind the
clear-glassed walls that angels see through
and I’m ashamed — a diaper upon my head
a shit stain on my heart like all the horrors
on two legs begging more

:: – ::


BAYOU ODE

Today it was the, “short-sharp” pains
of a 5th Avenue-dressed-like soul catcher
that teased my spirit to life.  Tomorrow
I believe the Southern attire with bare teeth;
a Mississippi-mud soul variety who will greet
me.  The crickets have clamped their thorax-
heart and swamp frogs bellied up in boiling
bayou of THAT ONE.  There’s still Southern
Comfort!

:: 03-23-2015 ::


THE BLACK MIRROR

I GAZED into the mirror’s back
there I saw the world’s eyes
the beauty and horror
of all our humankind!
Even my own eyes I saw
weeping for a blind eye!

:: 11-10-2014 ::


AND I’D CRY

AND i’d cry
if my last tear
hadn’t died
falling for you

:: 10-27-2014 ::


DARK NIGHT

Don’t let the light shine upon me–
I am the need, usurping life.
I am the ghost of need.
And you, so nice in all your life,
took me inside and gave to me
a reason to live– I threw it all away:
don’t let the light shine upon me —
I am the need, usurping life.
I’m the ghost of need.
I am the city inside of you.
People living, walking, sleeping,
loving, and dying.
And the justice, jury, and the one
who wears a black hood:
throwing the switch watching you
dying wishing you
never had — never let
the light shine upon me

I am the need of the dark light

:: 10-25-2014 ::


DIAMOND-HEART COAL

my profoundly friend
in my daisy-eye
summer breath,
one black day —

who turned diamondHeart
into coal (it happened)
beneath an artist’s hand

where i forgave forgiveness
that i(my heart so such)
writes and paints skies
of fiend between immortal friends

:: 10-13-2014 ::