LET THE DREAMER AWAKEN

I see a broke heart and wish to mend it back. I
feel a spot within my spirt
and wish to save her soul
I see how all the pople smirk at her and wish to
take it back
I feel so low and say I know how death is
black and flowers so bold
I see the weakened soul and want to make her
whole
(I see how parched your heart
is and say I will drench your soul with love).I see
how the other women walk by saying,”what a
whore” and I wish to show them life and love
I want to see them take it back
I want to them so ashamed
I want to see you feel love
and they I wish to take
it back take it back!

:: 09-06-2015 ::


LET THE DREAMER AWAKEN

IF all the world’s pain
where a laugh
and if all the tears
were a Spring’s rain
there’d be nothing
to hate or kill for
just peace should rein
and some say
“such a dreamer’
but I wouldn’t be
the only one

:: 09-06-2015 :


MY ROARING HEART BE STILL

LOVE!
leave me alone!
love be as my dreams
so far I dreamed
love as flock of
iF butterflies were clouds
their beauty crush hearts
as should I — if my love
were greatest rewards
of your needed soul
watch me:their!
they(butterflies) cover the
entire hemisphere of
A crying tear from
lost love’s eye!

:: 09-05-2015 ::


GIANTS

IT is small
the thing
we cherish
called love
when called
becomes the
Giant of life
and this world
so much better
with Giants
called LOVE

:: 09-06-2015 ::


PERFECT ONE

My deartest
I should never
express I am
empty compared
to your heaven
that I am which
by nature expressed
this then is the incomparable
love. A flower whose name
the angels sing,
“Destiny” love So sweetly
gentle heart come toward
the love given by the Hand
of Our Eternal One
Oh! Love! I await for you
in all my tenderest patience
you, the Perfect One!

:: 09-06-2015 ::


EVERYTHING ARE WORDS

EVERYTHING are words
now They are
sound. Their color sings
Opera and Rock and Jazz
and scripts of celluloid
movies all
Mixed within my mind
I 8 desperation
defated in this flesh
I Am
wondrously here//-all
of my heart spilling poetry
:: 09-09-2015 ::


RELIGION IS A SIDEWALK

AND Jesus likes-licking lollipops gliding King
of the boulevard
of spirit dreams
and I licked-like sticks
like the wooden
cross across Life
Oh Mohammad too,
who knows where he’s
taking me–somewhere
I want to be? Like my best friend
and religion is a sidewalk with many souls
walking the path toward diminished dreams
of an afterlife dry-stick lick so I’m taking
my best friend who knows my buttons; pushing love
and my shadow-affair
life
IT’S where I wanna be
just me and my best friend
called, “Me” and it’s my Soul!

:: – ::


LOVE IS ALL AROUND YOU

LOVE IS ALL AROUND YOU
forgive me
my madness
–eccentricities/
my faults
a tenderness
 the pain
a thorn inside
my brain
and skin — so human
it hurts
and eyes of marble
  so soft
the intense sight beyond
light and a thrump
with a cargo vessel holds
my lifetimes of love
and sorrow    measures
a life on hold
   going to take a little
time to show my broken heart
so     save this spot
and forgive me my madness
–eccentricities and faults
:: – ::

LIQUID SUMMERS

SO up should be stop
and down should be go
What should be said
should be not!
All the way
into a lazy daze
I say bouncing thoughts
betray simple ways
and Laughing zebras
skipping town on a tram
undulating umbrellas twirling
into zeros while no one’s watching
why be so serious w h e n
we’re all guests within
the hotel called Delirium
and so on and so on me so
on you we say we pray
with a finger on the trigger
of a punchline dixie cup
— // —


THE IMPERIAL GARDEN

I walk the
Imperial Garden
of Abstract THOUGHTS
which is east of
perfumed noise
and yes, i think
i think of you always,
–why this brave
heart has forever been
separated from yours
that since you flew
the feelings for bluesky
and kissing fate: that
stranger we all know

that i have perhaps jealously
when,how?always(the secret
of my shadow sees)knowing
the marching drumming thrumping
heart within me loves you
//-//