Category Archives: #words

IF AN ANT I COULD CRAWL

if an ant
i could crawl away
unseen
if the boss walks
he sees
and crushes me
under the heel
and i hate authority
–if we could get along
we push the walking boss
out the window
and i love you
and i get lost
in all corporate law
i say burn the paper
and rewrite it in love
and i lov eyou!
so get it on with
that smile 😉
no need for a walking
boss //insect swarm!
attacking smaller animals
and bosses are MICROPENIS’
PSEUDO males looking for
approval–saddest greek
tragedy AND FUCK YOU!
AND WOMEN in authority?
well, that’s another poem!

:: 07-23-2015 ::


I HAD A GIRL

YOU wore rose and heels high
and so lovely i forgot all,
what pain… and so ,i love my girl
— she gets me

now that you’re gone and i feel
so alone all by myself i know
how love is and darling i don’t
know what i’ll do but when i think…

oh, you!
where can you be? oh my

i knew a girl who had eyes
that loved me and she kissed me
one last time — this surely,
dream perhaps this ghost

oh, you
where perhaps a thing
without name beyond because
things without names

cannot be blamed

glad things are free
so above blame
you wore rose and heels high
and so lovely i forgot all
and pain? And i loved you

–you get me
and i’ll never be the same
my girl: i greet the sun
and hug the moon — this fool
and man am i dear!

:: 07-23-2015 ::


A HEART FEVERISH TO EXPRESS

IN my all_NESS sarcastic
narcissistic and sardonic
(mysterious)ly someIF_me
obnoxiously foolish ways
convey a disgruntled
and hurtful hating butterfly
i say blame it upon the Sun
it burned my wings just today!
when i said “who were we
just yesterday?  did not we
see the miracle burst uponTHE
some lazy cloud within our
soul?”
Completely irritated and SEE-do
did_I outrage that i did not
kiss you:  with alarmed eyes
when i spoke these words to YOU
so sweetly-Startled say i, ”
horrified” so i was annoyed
and within my heart of secretive
quizzical guily-Disbelieving
sad_bitter REMORSEFUL love
bade a farewell to blooming
love and so there!  The road
dull and deary but best when
never knowing whatIF couldHAVE
been!  –i always wished for
the most!

:: 07-21-2015 ::


A POET FIRST AND FOREMOST

WHEN mountains move
and sun dances
and rivers sing —
a melancholic
elegance my dreamy
charm;
the female sensitivity
that feather brush
upon my heart as
an angel’s wing!

your genius is within
your heart!

:: 07-21-2015 ::


CONCEPTION

the conception of my
poetry is less a spark
than feeling
the feeling that i know
my emotions are true:
the truest thing in all
the universe i have friended
:something to never betray
but hold dearly and especially
while i write!
sometimes i scream
other times cry
and a few in anger
but when i write
i seem more than ‘me’
it’s the voice of
universality

:: 07-19-2015 ::


IF I COULD WISH

MY calm heart weeps
in all (did i say
express life?)
of this magnificent
day __ it is the fruit
of breakfast mornings
any m,erry berry pretty
(i shall awaken soon)
to this-day! \you and this
grand thought who-singsong
says –does do re mi
with her white three
stimpstamps) chokechump
singSpeckled brightendSKIN
strut:scratch-scrutch
moi bay be daz lovely
YOUR EYES are the world’s
oceans and that heart!

and i have forgotten the
five simple facts
— and simply: when we are
forever and not this ‘now’
i say we shall never be
the dead children of adults
so gently lay down your head
to dream(nothings) of || i
can begin to imagine
through mysterious mankind
locked in foreverish time!

::; ;07-192-15 ::


A CUP FULL OF DEFIANCE

AND if tears (they are from me)
drop in descending
decay as time tick-tocking wishes –a

burning life cheated by fire called,

“I wish to be more this time”

what of “me?”           and
my role models are

Mountains and vast Seas! and nothing by

flesh!

the dirt smells like the mother who

born me:  all her musty loving scent
especially when after rains so wet and

borning other “others”

the fields are green

Today i am the ‘no one’ and yester-
day more and tomorrow?

:: 07-18-2015 ::


IF IS BIG BUT LOVE BIGGER

THERE, the hunger! When (sometimes i
never wish them) TH0UGHTS are born
i open my mouth to DEVOUR THE WORLD
in all it’s strange tastes || the how
is less strange as why –> ghosts like
me!  I am the rare paranormal flesh
that sees and feels since I once read
the Book of Knowledge (elseWhere) and it
burned my brain and soul in the Akashic
Library — the garden is beautiful and the air
has music within it’s space and light is living
and souls sprout up from the ground like children
grinning for a kiss!

:: 07-18-2015 ::


I WILL MAKE ME HURT

i removed myself today from focused pain
(a thing that’s so real) and heavy days
are over so i believe(d) with pale tender
white feet walking over a road
strewed with shards of reflecting memories
like my empire of thoughts
:all dirt leaving me alone
in a soul of colored pride
beneath the stains of time
and eating — like someone
who goes all like everyone
i’ve ever known, goes away –>
beating sound within my
chambered chest full of
earth’s old timid grace!
you wished to make me whole
And your tears past before
a splashy muddy mouth in
the river of my own life
:whatever i’ve become is
exulting,gentle love
in the end…

:: 07-18-2015 ::


TO HAVE SEEN THE PATH BEYOND THE VEIL, APPREHENSIVELY

TO have seen the path beyond the veil, apprehensively
somewhere I have walked, the promise within those eyes
of you and their silence:  the strongest-frail wish
by pursed lips of gesture are things that invite me,
but as perfect as a star too far to have ever touched

and intellect and that beauty and richest soul tells me
you can easily unclose me like the sun to a rose whose
petals are saved by a grand presence of golden light
that if, by chance, my heart has not already made flight
toward the sun in all my delirious wishful needs!

but if (which is a big sounding word “IF”) we choose
to be together like space and time which if i were
that rose would beautifully invite entwined meaning
:to include love — which glues all the scattering
unimaginable pieces of all things into one

i would wish and might and say and sing:

“Marigold!  Marigold!  What richest color that touches
me and my soul!”

:: 07-16-2015 ::