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A HUNDRED POEMS – XXXIV

DEVASTATION  — oh!  \utter beauty —
that what you do unknowingly, did to me/
BUTTERFLY-lash’ing’s
     deep pools
eyes of jewels
stares, my soul which you do:
what fragments of time
that the world vanishes
when my soul  i  s
so near to you!

LOVE my love!
devastating love!!!


FOREVER AND NEVER

THAT FOREVER should never be tonight
but how forever devours tender hearts
that never is lonely asking Penance
and how forever is an echo of memories
— especially for those we have loved
and lost. Forever and never. That unto
itself can shatter the bravest of hearts.

:: 09.08.2021 ::


THE EMPTY HOUSE OF LOVING GHOSTS

“Dear! Let us find a room where we can shine!”
As the sun in a place unconfined by walls?
“Yes! A place full of moons and suns and hearts
and kisses untold!”
Yes, let this be so! And so it is.
Oh. how the walls shimmer as living skin!
That the roof is not there becomes sky!
How creatures of tender hearts enter our home:
the butterflies and their hosts!
“Dear? What happens now?”
LOVE, LOVE AND MORE LOVE !

:: 09.08.2021 ::


NO SEX IN YOUR VIOLENCE

i hate i ate
everything in my heat
and lovers and how how days

  • lit light bougn birth
    and borrows like my death.

AND must’a have been lover
she flew to los angles
my fucking born brother
: how i flew seeing
no longer such an ass hole
brother — how in a rear
birth revere now. o sex
in your violence in your
violence any thing so today
: birthday days scene
: kissing scenes and twice
my wife before she died
and now zen oh zen oh i
think how centuries of
her demigod comes and there
there no sex in y9our violence
oh oh stress we birth in
uterus of life and love and
am my absences is amethyst
of her dying love.
oh how she moves in colors
and feelings and love

:: 090 6.2021 ::

NO SEX IN YOUR VIOLENCE

i hate i ate
everything in my heat
and lovers and how how days
– lit light bougn birth
and borrows like my death.

AND must’a have been lover
she flew to los angles
my fucking born brother
: how i flew seeing
no longer such an ass hole
brother — how in a rear
birth revere now. o sex
in your violence in your
violence any thing so today
: birthday days scene
: kissing scenes and twice
my wife before she died
and now zen oh zen oh i
think how centuries of
her demigod comes and there
there no sex in y9our violence
oh oh stress we birth in
uterus of life and love and
am my absences is amethyst
of her dying love.
oh how she moves in colors
and feelings and love

:: 090 6.2021 ::

i hate i ate
everything in my heat
and lovers and how how days
– lit light bougn birth
and borrows like my death.

AND must’a have been lover
she flew to los angles
my fucking born brother
: how i flew seeing
no longer such an ass hole
brother — how in a rear
birth revere now. o sex
in your violence in your
violence any thing so today
: birthday days scene
: kissing scenes and twice
my wife before she died
and now zen oh zen oh i
think how centuries of
her demigod comes and there
there no sex in y9our violence
oh oh stress we birth in
uterus of life and love and
am my absences is amethyst
of her dying love.
oh how she moves in colors
and feelings and love

:: 090 6.2021 ::


SINGING A SONG FOR ME BENEATH A MARQUEE

AND ALL HEARTS are bleeding
washing the streets of cities
all thoughts like little stars
and feelings swimming like fish
forever lost in an ocean of feelings

AND YET they get what they want
and yet they get everything
but what i hid inside my empty heart

Today is violent and more violent
than the purple eyes of bruised eyes
and how my heart died wishing more

And YET they WANT again & again
take a look (told you from the start)
there is nothing to take.

I am not here. You fight your insides
and tear them out and eat your life
and die many times over. Go on!

washing the streets of cities
like thoughts of little stars
and small swimming fish.

A heavy glow of light.

:: 08.03.2021 ::


COMMA, ENGLISH POLICE

LIGHT police shine on me
oh karma died yesterday
and now like daisies
you know…

Oh come on arrest my head
and make me feel criminal
— is this what we get

this is what we need
what we get when we dream
all inside our lonely heads

Comma, english police yea
rest inside the casket i
placed you  within:

this is what you get when
you mess with love.

i’m all by myself
all by myself with words
i love and create in prose

how i lost myself within you.
the only poetry i love is
what i write to you.

:: 09.03.2021 ::


AZURE SKIES

Azure sunsets and once again
empty skies — that she’s gone
i stay so i see sun and skies
eat hope

there’s a small dot inside my heart
it’s as yesterday — the same old
thing as a cat caught in a high
tree top // and inside this rain
i turn around inside my brain \\
so easy to be a madness as
the symphony sings.

As half of migratory birds
Round over another half of volcano
birds by beauty deafens them
Wearing red and pinks of women’s charms
makes them follow the appearance of their echo
as an echo becomes unknown — before you.

The personal echo is wide of fiery blaze
AS A carriage of birds flees all land
The defending carriage AND SISTER MOON —
its live passengers.

Silver Passengers TOO: how you go to a
difference of dawn without permission!

As an actress of extreme weather and
surprising nectar of warm and loose dreams
Legs as if they speak in her two herself
And she responds to herself as she runs herself

How you can fly as an invisible island.

The full moon and the empty sun of night
which we see sleeping spinning corrupting
the ocean of soothing dreams.

SHE makes her deal among the dreaming victims.

Fire death
Fire that makes hate useless

The dream by simplicity of love.
And how your Love flows through me.

I burn for you.

:: 08.31.2021 ::


BY MORNINGS AND SUNSETS

With gladness and glee of heart
as belief in morrow’s mornings!
    that today is a dream of dreams
that i can see from my Mountain’s top!
Wondering if they — as tall as me!

Does it have a tongue and voice —
       as me?
Has it features like a bird that
soars high into blueness as hearts?
and speaks languages of faith and Love
as           –> me?

Oh!  That which I have never heard!

Oh!  That some scientist and scholar !
 who as a wize one listened but never
once heard the patterning of my pitiful
heart!

That, in future days, once again, someone
or something may know.  

   that with gladness and glee of heart
as belief in morrow’s shall know as me!

:: 08.31.2021 ::


THE SEA IS ANGRY AND DIES

The sea grows vicious; a hand reaching, clutching, clutching.
Do you fear the sea?
Do you fear the sea?

The sea rises up with nameless horrors.
It passes into sleep, surging deep, it sleeps

Deeper still.

Do you love the sea?
Do you love the sea?

The ships come with guns blazing,
Ready to spray their steel.
The sea rises up with screams and floods,
Into the heart of chaos.

Do you fear the sea?
Do you fear the sea?

The ship sails on with cannons blowing,
Blowing loud, blowing long.
The sea is angry and dies
Under the sound of cannon.

Does love make you fear?
Does love make you fear?

The ship sails on with tanks hooting,
Ready to spray the city
With their powerful power.
The sea is angry and dies
Under the sound of tanks.

? Then, alas…chanting in vast bliss
the ship sails pass in music bellowing
as bright sun shining, a full sea.

The sea is angry and dies.

:: 08.31.2021 ::


LISTEN TO THE OWLS

LISTEN to the owls  within the memories of how tangery thoughts call peach-like
colors ;  cellophane love within the sun of her eyes kissing yester-tomorrows.
A hand upon the oar washing tears deeply towering over your soul
and she’s gone!

i followed her foot prints down by a brook with an ancient bridge where
trolls never ask for pay.

i followed her petals of roses and those whose necks are long
and the incredibly high eyes of the trees ___ i asked an oak
: “Where is Jessica?”    the branches of a tree broke and i grabbed the
wood and it became my staff.

SHe is a purest pure whisper of a whisper  and everyone smiles  (while you
drift by the flowers)  newspaper taxis and childfully serious
petals of holiness.
Ooh.  
Woman in the sky and my dreams are as looking glass ties
— suddenly she is there at the helm of the steam train
driving the rails onward. 
Ohhh.  

LISTEN TO THE OWLS

LISTEN to the owls  within the memories of how tangery thoughts call peach-like
colors ;  cellophane love within the sun of her eyes kissing yester-tomorrows.
A hand upon the oar washing tears deeply towering over your soul
and she’s gone!

i followed her foot prints down by a brook with an ancient bridge where
trolls never ask for pay.

i followed her petals of roses and those whose necks are long
and the incredibly high eyes of the trees ___ i asked an oak
: “Where is Jessica?”    the branches of a tree broke and i grabbed the
wood and it became my staff.

SHe is a purest pure whisper of a whisper  and everyone smiles  (while you
drift by the flowers)  newspaper taxis and childfully serious
petals of holiness.
Ooh.
Woman in the sky and my dreams are as looking glass ties
— suddenly she is there at the helm of the steam train
driving the rails onward.
Ohhh.  

LISTEN to the owls  within the memories of how tangery thoughts call peach-like
colors ;  cellophane love within the sun of her eyes kissing yester-tomorrows.
A hand upon the oar washing tears deeply towering over your soul
and she’s gone!

i followed her foot prints down by a brook with an ancient bridge where
trolls never ask for pay.

i followed her petals of roses and those whose necks are long
and the incredibly high eyes of the trees ___ i asked an oak
: “Where is Jessica?”    the branches of a tree broke and i grabbed the
wood and it became my staff.

SHe is a purest pure whisper of a whisper  and everyone smiles  (while you
drift by the flowers)  newspaper taxis and childfully serious
petals of holiness.
Ooh.
Woman in the sky and my dreams are as looking glass ties
— suddenly she is there at the helm of the steam train
driving the rails onward.
Ohhh.