mother flew in from happiness
instruments of sin sang
‘i’m so happy’
if you sav eyourself
i adore changes to life’s
[plans] heart-and i really love
how you rock this world
i saw you smile just once
and kept your smile
within a crystal jar
and how instruments sing
and sin drowns
so i rest upon the precipice
of a resting breast moving
when she dream-breathes
all of me — and i really
love how you rock-n’roll
AND if you say you are dead
then i say i am a corpse
to make you happy and
we’ll show how living
does not require blood
or flesh — and you
really knock me down
really rock my world
the beak-broken bird
lip sings love
!
:: 07-08-2015 ::
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WHEN with wide-opened eyes,
just two this morning
a single finger sputtering
witin the fruit bowl of
table cornered smiles
you came through the hall-
way into the warm tight
kitchen corners weeping,
“Is this the grand goodbye?”
you devised by wishing
history — the misty
frothing sea of green
and mystery: the regular
rise of heart’s ocean
waters are know as tides
that bid farewell
and waters like love
fall back again and lust
rising to highest levels
that covers much of shore!
And when time and thoughts
are at lowest tide: falls
to its lowest level –\
it is the lowest tide for
love!wish i wish rising!
:: 07-08-2015 ::
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DREAMING sweet dreams of you
where every night
i see you then thoughts
(of my own heart) asks: why can’t
i have you?
WHEN I ache deeply and you smile
when we met again it seems i’m not
the one for you and i could never hate
you : it’s just dreaming sweet
dreams of you
Oh heart! why do you say things
i know are not true?
i should look forward and not into the past
so my heart says hello to you
When I dream tonight i should dream alone
and know i should never wear the ring of love
i’ve been dreaming of//
:: 07-08-2015 ::
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TOO quaint
being the great
wishing well!
lust is a drink
which who’ve stumbled
crazy steeper steps
of love and life
hearts are supernovae
bursting light ! when
thenSOME s8uls who lit
lovers who are these lips
until and who came?
across the filiament
kicked and spurred
“it feels i’ve just heard you
love, the screech
my sweet Jennifer: and whom
i too have never met or
anyone like this soul
it is spirits and with
illimitable days;
forever fruit
:: 07-08-2015 ::
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YOU, SUNFLOWER my personal Nation
the native of beauty as well — harvested
love-seed!
i am slightly bent as a stem against
changing winds
tall of course, my face of bright yellow then
again brown center – sometimes red!
my heavy head-filled with tears(sometimes)
seeds
a remarkable flower am i,
tough, easy to grow– as long as the soil
is not waterlogged
and heat! drought-tolerant!
attractive to BEES and BIRDS
like my heart and soul bee!
me: SUNFLOWER
:: 07-08-2015 ::
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it is the brightest of nights;
the exceptional expectation
which fate has granted the every-
NOTHING. paradoxically enough
if one believes in Life;
kissing phenomena believing
science when flasks and
atom smashers dance together
and flesh/blood kill each other
the more paradoxical enough
today my lips bled when
i spoke just a word,
“oh!”
and a new element born!
:: 07-08-2015 ::
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i could hear the spraying ocean singing song
when longing afar from loving shores
and there upon the moonlit sands would
i hope to see the footprints of romance
and love toward my own island-life
if i heard the praying lonely singing longing
voice upon the ocean waving wane of life
:you
:: 07-08-2015 ::
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if being: dreamed, wings
i should fly toward
the biggest hill
i speak (and forgive me)
whatever is between
these hills and dreams
my dearest sweetest heart
if thereinmy sincrestmouth
you should taste my love dear
bright eyes –>there drifts
like a woman within a dream
and Now i say: what if
i c ould say more?
the heavens would roar!
:: 07-07-2015 ::
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BLUE, bleed :believing
be-loving me ~~ dear
who (no, What!) knows
ecstasy in those fields
where i ran reaching you!
no one here dear:
i saw the tree-line dance
and skies skip hours
and the sun, well, she
told me something only
women s ho uld hear!
and soil! Men! Men,
walk with me and
this <it is not for
me clearly to say>
these ?? one.
will come to tell our
own tale ~~ somewhere
i this far future ~~
THE ONE of words!
:: 0 7-0 7 – 2015 ::
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Wish) become so big
\innocence/
i lack-lock your scorn
of easily hatred of
being me ~~ tomorrow is a
dream tonight
and time: could
it take away? take away dreams !
? There are no corners
for questions and they
– which-wish become
more! No here dear
only love if you may
(quiet softly know)me
i/dove\ dying-ly
believe in you if
something believes
me
:: 07-07-2015 ::
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