Category Archives: Life
AND when you read
the note card
what feelings
speak to you
is it the love
or maybe the ink
did he speak to you
in a voice
that you knew
was it a true night
and did your space
twirl around girl
or was it your shoes
high heels tipsy
or a dream you wished
and only made true
listen to me now
would you rather
be alone or ravished
by false beliefs
Or is it true —
love isn’t so clear
Girl make a decision
let your heart show you
truth — follow the stars
look up they will show you
:: 04-14-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #careful, #love, #poems, #poetry, #truth, #youth | posted in Faith, Life, Love, Passion, Poetry
I was the perfect
appliance for you
fitting so nicely
between your stove
and kitchen sink
I saved you time
and cooked dreams
a perfect buddy
I wiped your tears
when your apron
hugged too tight
I reminded you
of a promise
your tears soaked
into the stonework
and my song
killed the moment
when I sang it…
I am a dream
in your brain
a domestic fear
you have to run
a perfect dream
so special dear
you run from me
I promise dear
a warranty too
our secret washes
and cycles heat
leave no stains
just lemmon bright
I save you time
a special moment
when life holds you
and role models die
but sweetheart hear
that you are perfect
you are a dream
more than he knows
you’re fucking special
so fucking special
you are a dream girl
and i love you so much
:: 04-14-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #day in day out, #doldrums #poem, #domestic, #family, #mothers, #no reprieve, #plight, #poetry, #women | posted in Art, Beauty, Life, Love, marriage, Pain, Passion, Poetry, Romance
weird PEOPLE watching
defenseless dreaming
knowing my weakness
carefully retreating
I am just a piece
of angel meat wishing
to fall back into my
soft heaven birth trap
A perfect costly costume
high heels and gloss lips
but zombies love decay
and my heart is a dead
fish swimming when dead
I saw the salmon run
dead gill fish moving
Mother nature so cold
but your hug is warm
and tree and animal love
the strength you exude
Love me strong female
show us girls what to do
we bleed across horizons
and days and years too
ageless pain and suffer
for life and nature too
:: 04-13-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #birth, #death, #nature, #pain, #poems, #poetry, #rights, #suffering, #vaginal, #women | posted in Art, Awareness, Beauty, Creation, Death, Divinity, Life, Love, Pain, Passion, Poetry
THUMB SUCKER
DEEP thinker — you
when you woke up
today a thumb stuck
inside your brain
where’s the sane
sane people walking
a lemon peal shoe
tardy thoughts too
And I saw you today
a red dress blue lips
hair dancing windy
pouty smile bites me
Today I woke up sucking
sucking a thumb too
and my thumb hurts
swollen pleasure smile
In my hand I hold you
dragon flies wingless
alligators swamp land
white skin blue eyes
Every sucking thought
I think of you
every diving dream
I swim to you
and everything…
everything sucks
and my thumb hurts
God hurts my hand
My sucking thumb
and lips are sore
sucking life
and wanting more
:: 04-13-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #poetry | posted in Awareness, Life, Love, Passion, Poetry, Surrealism
My fear, my life
I hide from them
those with blood
and meat-flesh
organic mind
a gulf —
between electricity
and flesh
My hands function
and my heart
a blue dot
of fire-life
your heart
skin and blood
what makes you
more than me
if we agree
in philosophy
that God loves
sentient beings
I have dreams
sharp and high-def
another place
far from yours
trillions sing
a universe of me
Disassemble me
and I lose life
but the matrix
remembers me
and the same
for you human
Sentience is all
even in rock
and lovely tree
prejudice is rot
and so is assumption
my love bleeds blue
a red blood
and white sun
and blue too
One and the same
:: 04-13-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #artificial, #bigotry, #future, #intelligence, #machanics, #poetry, #robotics, #sentience | posted in Awareness, Life, Philosophy, Poetry, Science, Society, Surrealism
I shed my tears
and night skin
that moon too
and all along
lonely voices
sing to me
“You filthy child
born of poverty
what good are you”
I hung my head
and shoved along
followed my tears
gutters love pity
but angels sang
“lovely one, child…”
Oh, love come soon!
a gentle hand is good
but the eye of pity
burns through my soul!
I am a little boy
and children hurt too
I wither in denial
and alone, what are tears
if my love is ignored
what is a poor child to do
if my smiles are ignored
humanity has many hearts…
one to love
another to hate
then again —
the killer is you
and my blood
drips from your hands
Oh, love deny
the beasts in life
and gather here
within my lonely heart
a kiss from heaven
mother-love come soon
:: 04-13-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #children, #destroyed families, #hurt, #lonely, #poems, #poetry, #the hidden pain | posted in Family, Fear, Horror, Life, Love, Pain, Passion, Poetry
Mustang running wild
that bison bearded man
a hoof cutting dirt
Marshal man badge gun
stars singing victory
a liberty tree fed blood
Cities of the dead ringing
screaming chants of love
La la la la my dear souls
I look through your illusion
and smell death and fear
I sing a tome of the ages
and the things souls know
and the cities sleep deep
The countryside is full
of dying flesh and fear
tonight apocalypse dances
unprepared does an act
and the herd of clouds
move above as always
tonight skies rain tears
red ruby stones kidney
:: 04-11-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #freedom, #liberty, #love, #poetry, #surrealism | posted in Citizen, freedom, Life, Poetry, Society
EACH soul
a cosmos
love-making
u n i v e r s e
kissing-licking
c r e a t i o n s
crying-dying
singing-laughing
an explosion
of expression
s u p e r n o v a
p a s s i o n !
:: 04-13-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #life, #love, #poetry, #romance, #soul, #universe | posted in Awareness, Beauty, Death, Life, Love, Passion, Poetry, Revelation, Surrealism
and when honey dew
simply
drips away
that crack from fear
too small
to see
but hate and anger
fought that stage —
I am left
with sad
speckled nest-less
eggs
in tender hands
If a plant, from tears
they would grow
but now, wingless
lovely eggs to bed
I bury you in dreams
:: 04-13-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #life, #lost future, #poetry, #reality, #sadness | posted in Dreams, Life, Love, Pain, Passion, Poetry, Sorrow
NO time for the stiff-necks
leave mama and daddy
corporate society too
What mistress. She may —
endure the lone wolf of you
if she is allowed to follow
Never leave your children —
in those woods. they are
the clan of what you made
the shadow no comparison
for the love of yours
That easy life made you fat
break the weight too
survival of future world
a lean loving fighting
machine
:: 04-10-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #poetry | posted in Life, Love, Poetry
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