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THE NEXT REINCARNATION

IF. that you may hear me
and my feelings
morphed into scribbling
dying, weak words
as the fading light behind
evening clouds.

The necklace, called love
around our suffocating
necks as blue grapes.

And today i watched a
blue jay from across
a lifetime fly away.

Like wishes, memories
and lies; they are equally
yours and mine.

Like watching paint dry
upon a damp wall.
We both too blame for this
cruel sport called Love.

And so many intimately
who knew our dance;
left after the music

Stops.

And now i wish to wish
a restart but not within
this skin or life.

The next reincarnation.

:: 12-28-2017 ::


IF HEART COULD ENCOMPASS

IF heart could encompass
The entire love of life
By sight, smell and mouth,
An attack of Heart and Soul
ensues.

Is the fabric of being human too;
and the compass confused!

:: 12-28-2017 ::


I ADORE THIS NATURE

A POET’S life is fraught with many obstacles
To experience our full emotions detaches us
from the rest — while inspecting the focus
of our obsessions.

We tend to love coffee, cigarettes, love,
and drama to fuel our Soul and art, art
art! We fumble across our feelings,
twist and tie our hearted-hands.

And the world seems against us all!

The world we love and respect by all
our means!

But, there is one essence of our being:

we are nature’s very creature!
the unspeakable ray of light to open
a tulip’s budding leaf
the silent wave crashing against
the inside plate of white bone
that discovers something new.

This disease is a lovely thing
that eats all my corruptible
physical being. And I adore this Nature!

:: 12-28-2017 ::


POEM No. 9

……….

I am love
AND THOUGHT
THE EVERY
emotion of life!

the smallest
and biggest FAILURE!

THE kiss upon the
cheek of life!

THE birth! AND
death of thoughts!

The sincerest touch
of compassion
and forgiveness!

My arms open for all!
who wish to be
my friend — I am you.

As the great SPIRIT
encased within flesh
as we all are blind
to the deepest truths;

but we know we know!
THE TRUTH!

BY DIVINE BEING

we are the MORE!

:: 12-27-2017 ::


THE WORLD PART THREE OF WAR

THE boots are marching
through the cities,
mud, and frost
The boots are marching
and they bring red capes
across the borders

The boots who stamp
their footprints upon
the faces of the dead,
dying, and fearful
are coming

But the four seaons
are unpreturbed by
human nonesence
and the world turns
the world turns
within fire, blood,
and anguish …
the pain of living.

And the boots
they are marching
into the THIRD!

:: 12-23-2017 ::


YOUNG LOVERS

break my heart
I’ll be back again
Cause I once said goodbye
But I love you so much
Because I said once goodbye

So You, I love you
i’m the one who
has many things
to do
But I won’t pretend
I thought you realized
if I ran away from you
I’d come back again!

So, I love you so
the one that loves you
And you have better things
to do — to break my heart
once again.

I’m not trying to pretend
that if I ran away from you
I’d have a surprise– never
knew you’d break my heart
— I wanna go but hate to
leave you; hate to leave you

But if I run away from you
you come — the one who has
many things to do
this time I’m not trying
to pretend and I hate to
leave you– if you break
my heart I’ll be back again.

:: 12-21-2017 ::


HEART WITHOUT A FACE

I’m all out of hope
just one more jolt
to bring the fall
When I’m thinking
of my home so far
away it’s so easy
to disbelieve

It’s all a heart
without a face

Listen to my voice;
spent so much time
My words are so sad;
makes love true
It’s all a heart
without you
And when I am
so far away
tell me it’s easy
to deceive

A heart without a face
A heart without a face
Till you embrace

I’ve dreamed so many truths
I’ve dreamed so many you’s
I’ve spent so much time

To keep the dream alive

That’s what makes me sad
Trying to make it true
A heart without a face
A heart without a face

I’m about you.

And all hearts have face
And all faces fear
to embrace.

:: 12-19-2017 ::


12-19-2017

THE heart has feet and bravely walks —
Frequently are of no color but all
frequently are of all hurt souls
Frequently are the dreams of all.

My own Spirit
My own screams
My own broken heart

And back to the square
of needing

As often a cranny
Where it used to be-
Shifts the paradigm

And Earth upon Axis turned!
The Council of twelve performed!

:: 12-19-2017


FROM MY OWN MIND (2017)

Seriously had in mind to hang my art upon the walls
of my empty home.

But the residual energy dissuaded me for fear of
artistic damage.

My body is within a clam so deep within the sea,
but never the colors of my stroked brush.

I ought to have looked more carefully
before I began to think.

That now I know, I shall never hang my heart
upon a hook within the sidewalls of madness.

So upon the floor I look at my canvases
within a damaged frame; my Spirit.

And those many who confuse art with madness;
they are correct –> art is created by those
who feel above the threshold of life!

:: 12-17-2017 ::


I SHALL WALK THE SIDEWALK

I shall walk the sidewalk
into the underground
where souls have no mouth
nor agenda
Wet soil deeper than
the crust of life
and cocci dry clay bursts
dead souls and
their aged bones

And my window to life
– below the ground
the shards of sun
baking my heart
and all of life!

:: 12-15-2017 ::