Category Archives: #thoughts

AN OLD LADY THREW ME THE BIRD TODAY

A tongue like Excalibur melts into mythically steeled words
and ends up tearing hearts with all its magical properties.
Then the universe collapses into a final ending with nothing
left but the, “no thing.” It continues to breath and all words
move forward as zombied penguins with many semicolons standing
whimsically awaiting the next coherent thought.

And the deep dreamer asks, “So let me get this straight Jack”
to the Police Doctor on hand. “You want me to take my pencil
and right every wrong for those patients in the mechanical
ward of broken minds?” Just then a portal opens at the foot
of the deep dreamer’s mouth and the little blue clothed
munchkins drag him out of the ward and into a bread truck
and say, “You’re coming with us to settle a bet.”

The bread smells a wonderful Jesus-like body but there’s
no blood-wine to go with the screams.

:: 03-10-2018 ::


BoRN dEAD

jab /uh-ooh.eeh
so i’m dying dying lying like
i lied last night;like-like
n o w ~@ oweee
so i live like
i live life
so i live like
i loved life
so i l i e d!
so i i i died
i died for life
for death
for eternity~~~~~…
we are all born dead.

:: ~|~ ::


YESTERDAY’S THINGS

Through sorrow I followed the flames of rites
And casted aside all things that brought me love.
A broken horse, tin soldier, and mangled kite
Tattered bear and soft dove in white

And in the attic there use to be

A cradle that rocked in gentle breeze
Iron cast cars without their wheels
Paper thin butterflies & snowy trees
And dinner plates I used for meals too

The thing lost and most felt in heart

Was not the engine, tracks or robot man
Or little black plastic white-tipped shoes
But something that once brought me smiles
A mere hand puppet that seemed so real

Now I know with clear understanding

Regardless of the pain I feel from longing
That those gifts of youth were put to use
And have now been given to others belonging
Always the memories I’ll have and never lose

There’s always a fond thought for tomorrows
Especially when you remember yesterday’s things.

8/24/94


IF THOUGHT A THING

If thought a thing
not seen or smelled
// an utterly impossibility to tell//
And sight and sound are seen and heard
But kindness and mercy
so felt and loved;
sure as shirred — the heart
an egg without her shell!

:: 04-29-2017 ::

 


O BLUEDARK WHY LASTING

O blueDark why lasting Ever
splish-as-echoic budded by
her beautiful i’s is wise When 
upon the bleeding last drop light ~ 
 my life Chord shivers burning icePas-
shouldn’t we kiss each other’s fireBor-
 nMoods before dri pp ing Time 
drops squenchPinch this moment.

:: 04-16-2017 ::

HEARTS & FLOWERS

THE human heart
is romantic
BUT a flower
has never waged
WORLD WAR

:: ~ ::


I D I O T I C I D I O M S

BEING born human is confusing enough
but the English language is more-so
i could beat around the bush
but would not directly make my point
if i had the best of both worlds
how the hell could you know
where i stood on a point of matter?
if something is a blessing in disguise
how could i trust it since it hides?
and if something costs an arm and a leg
i would have to refrain because, well…
i like both my arms and legs and
would never relinquish them for anything
and if you ever asked me for a penny
for your thoughts — I would have to say
that’s a pretty cheap price and you
can keep your damn thoughts to yourself
But if you bit off more than you can chew
i would tell you gluttony is your punishment
90% of the world is starving and you
have no control over how much food
you want to eat within each bite?
shame on you!
And if you said you did something terrible
in the heat of the moment I would say
you should have waited for a cooler time
so you wouldn’t have regretted your actions

:: 05-03-2014 ::


TIC AND TALK

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Eternity. Mysteries & You!

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MY DELiCATE MOUTH

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