Tag Archives: #experience

BIG ROOMS

A new day. When i buried you.
i found love within me by
the warmest touch Of my heart
i have grown. By the things
over ‘there’ there now.
AND Largest walls hide
hammered nails so lost.
A new shape from the deepest
inkwell || well now ||
we are on our own.

And Poets never grow up
WE GROW BIG ROOMS.

:: 07-10-2018 ::


CAROUSEL

AS they fall

gently fall

From high tree

to ground

are dreams

as leaves

A season

to believe

The world!

a carnival

As we upon

a carousel

We dream upon

a merry-go-round!

:: 01-17-2018 ::


A BLUE OCEAN WITHIN A JAR

i took a walk along
the pyre of my burning life
watched how you smiled
behind those tears of sorrow
and the bridge to hades
narrow but straight
saw the crow above a black star
it dropped-dove across my path
then ate my heart
i’m not much too sad
but just a bit happy
i’m not much too glad
loving was just a fad
like the crow eating my soul
and the dirty breeze cuts
through me, twitches the
soul hanging on the line
of sparkling clean sheets
it’s the consummation
of a hateful nation
the little crustacean
crawling ashore
to find marriage; the sure
cure for chronic masturbation.

:: 12172015 ::


TOO LiTTLE BY SEAM

Too long I’ve lived
Too much I’ve seen
Too brief my love
Too little by seam
That moments alone
seem eternal by soul
And witness, my heart
Too brief my love,
this dream called Life

:: 10-11-2014 ::


SWEETLY BITTER

SUCH a surprise
that time brings
a larger span
of knowing
by existing
and living
That life at youth
— bitter sweet
but upon the bed
of death
— sweetly bitter

:: 01-29-2014 ::


THE PASSION OF YOUTH

I PLUNDERED
the passion of youth
and have spent
the treasure of life
upon a whim
all this and more
in denial of mortality
— yes in youth
and now faced with mortality
— the fire of burning time
I laugh at the folly
of this system
to fear an end
is to deny
a new beginning!

::01-07-2014::


BLEW IN THE WINDS

AND so blew in the winds across
the barren lands of vast disillusion
and into the window of your mind…
The canary called by a song as you fell
upon the space across a cliff
and down you spread
– crying-hope –
within your arms bitter-taste despair
by salt-pain bearing enduring – not sparing
fearing the loss of love

::01/02/2014::


AND WHERE DOES THAT MOMENT FLEE

AND WHERE does that moment flee
to me i clearly can see —
it is always hidden within me

behind the walls of my fortress
beyond the moat of my castle
it shines within concealed darkness

And when i see such beauty in life
the bird within her nest singing
slumbering giants of white floating…

then i know clearly i see
that love and life exist
but protect i must from me
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