My sweetest thought
dearly how my passion
moves this world
furrowed wind-blew
within me SUN ATE
kind days Love says
blood, flesh and dreams
all while today
alone i sit smiling
in deepest Love
Alhambra.
:: 12.20.2021 ::
DEEP LOVE ALHAMBRA
FIRST MORNING LIGHT
FIRST morning has broken
like the first thought as
lonely birds sing bringing
love fresh from sun’s womb
Sweet new lit falling light
breaking water from last
evening’s lit-leaf
My mind is as this sweet Light
praising the elation of God’s
recreation of a New Day.
Mourning is broken as this
first morning as black bird
spoken: praise of this day
a new Morning.
Completeness in Love.
:: 12.20.2021 ::
OPEN OCEAN
SHE liked me like legs with in (between breasts)
magnet tarry speckled stars of waiting maid ~
/ oh hell \ wait!
i usually forget my line about right (revived) now__
____oh well swelter pieces of pisces and
wooden boxes of girly smelly flowers CHOCOLATE heart ate my
full-OP-ion blossom twirling surprises / your advice : you
mace: –> my face___ 6 feet deep.
SHE asked me, ‘like, does the weight
shape/shadow lure drop deep inside
the ocean of life?
oh for weeks genus prunus lipped lover
Orange-Cherry almond meal of my Heart.
:: 12.19.2021 ::
BAWD
OH! THAT DUMB sigh
penetrated and deflated
— rye
/ about tall tale
died beneath the bridge
near the moor \
took his britches
and swore: the best
hoerewaardinnen!
:: 12.19.2021 ::
TOME (dangerous friends inside one’s head)
ATE a memory of all my life & despised my refrain: how soil and seed brings life or death
your back turned (i feel blessed) deciding style and finance
were your gods so eat what you sow & throw away wheat & golden strands of souls
If inside mysterious feelings
you feel stupid and contagious
it’s best to feel a little sick
and always will do oh do
until End / hello \ hell no |
Inside light sounds dangerous voices and touches vicious
:a baby a fetus –| we tend to forget what makes us smile inside
our horrored MINDS. Hell oh hell oh hello WAS a mysterious tasting of
stupid feelings worth the pain?
worse or worst is all a gift even though Life must be better
before it all Ends.
:: 12.17.2021 ::
I N F L A T I O N
I N F L A T I O N
(pisses me off)
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
LEAVING this smallest of a smaller town into mystic side of living
/came KING KONG hanging upon a ledge in upper Manhattan\ ____broken wheels
/>\ tumble ::…>
THE smell of evil is a job done well if everyone sides |||| for six dollars
you can get almost two gallons of gasoline. i fucking cry.
I want to kiss and nearly have forgotten the last time
to bow down and cry
is fundamentally fucking human darling.
:: 12.17.2021 ::
CASHMERE
Breaking chain and ball
leaving bread and water
i leave to go
Into expansive sky
tearing thought into wine
soothing Jesus’ Soul
i pulled nail and tooth
to feed my dying baby
who personifies this poem
so down again goes that
full bosomed moon
who stole our day
so now we move through
deep blue cashmere
of all our Nights.
:: 12.17.2021 ::
TWICE UPON SUNNY DAYS
PLEASE GIVE me my pardon
written by God’s own Holy Hand
don’t say no |i’ll leave right now
nothing wrong mental health
if you give me fantasy now
[and]
ALL upon shark clouds
beneath butterfly waves
goes destiny into oblivion
twice upon sunny days
as the sun burns the ground
empires steal stars from
lover’s steely eyes
Into the night goes my thoughts
a broken crib of ancient jewels
peeling paperwall of forgottens
it pains to learn____stepping stone
of beauty called Life.
:: 12.17.2021 ::
ANOTHER DAY OF HOURS
LAST night another day of hours
so full of moments so full of holes
watched a bumble bee so quietly bow
tasted afterburn of Life
was i scared so i was
it was so loud
THEN there are those who group
into a stare while my feet leave
the dangerous floor
was i scared so i was
wasn’t i so proud?
Lord i prayed: find my soul
beneath the online newspapers
& follow the voice of my dreams
pixelated within a scream
so now how well do you know
how it feels to have four thousand
holes within your tender Soul?
was i scared so i was
the best of me is the best of words
always so bold.
:: 12.17.2021 ::
TODAY I HEARD YOUR MESSAGE
(I’m rolling ___falling inside myself
so help my never asking what is true)
i won’t answer you my precious heart
if a thousand years hurt you
i can make some wine without grapes
…i was standing there \waiting for
you/
HOW LONG?
HOW LONG?
AND SOME say the time it takes a sea
to turn dark it never the point ____
HOW LONG OH HOW LONG UNTIL THE POINT
OF NO RETURN? See your brother —
he says he needs you — your mother says
she loves you and how far how far TOO
the Point of No Return?
Today inside Bermuda depth i saw the truth
and all the Sun, Mother, and YOU — your
brothers showing how far to the point of
no Return.
we rose inside deepest depths soaring
ever higher/my heart flew too high\&
though i ate time/depleted illusion\
i flew too high and still i am the mad
man____carry on wayward Souls of Poetry |
we are the wise men and shouldered in
magic potion i say: Carry ON Away
Sons and Daughters of Words.
:: 12.07.2021 ::
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