Category Archives: #paths

LITTLE PIECES OF ME

i was tipsy-topsy turvy thinking
like a dreamy breakin’ heart
if you every go; so like me lonely
–you like my jealously had a temper
and possess love –>like i hated you
be free it’s me without anger ; when it
gets down it gets deeply lonely — pink
frustration and low-granted trees-tree! No one will see it my
Way: it’s me with a high root and low canopy
so like me without the anger — fool…
a free wish of winds — allow the free
moments come forth –>…..no anger.
when it gets down it gets lonely
some kind’a lost; what a mantra my monster
what a ‘coming back’ to push back — so you see i am me without
Seeing all that anger once around me: makes me mad made me sad
and sadder until i broke into little Pieces of Me.

it is a Crime to Break Down
while Saving Souls

:: 05.14.2020 ::


TO A PREGNANT THOUGHT

IF the trees and green pasteurs
find you;
if as when we sat upon a spot
splashed by sunshine then; who
could taste the touch
of Love than most nevered
heard nor seen?
Then come toward me and reach out
we will talk about small things
relieving the Heart of it’s
burdens.

Nature Agrees.

:: 05.07.2020 ::


LESSON CALLED LIFE

I walk alone for just my life
and I walk a path like you
and I know life like you know
to know is a dagger in our heart

Ooooooooh Oooooooooh
Ooooooooh Oooooooooh

I see a cardinal flying there
across the skin of our sky
red against the blue like you
and we can only hug and cry

So we follow the winged one
through the currents
and find ourselves in school
in this lesson called life

And the season is a cold one
so we place our souls upon leaves
the fallen dress of majestic trees
For society has no branches to hang

Ooooooooh Oooooooooh
Ooooooooh Oooooooooh

And this education is other-worldly
a smell of school books and spitball
we placed the apple on the desk
and watch the worm eat its way out

:: 11-12-2014 ::