Tag Archives: #happy


the walkway across the bride dear?
we can stop mid-way to watch the
ducks float by as this day does
“Yes dear, let’s do dear.”
We stood. Mid-way and watched
the ducks and emerald-eddies
paint the moment forever within
our Hearts.

:: 07.28.2020 ::


da -=>si
we OUI (wee!) YES!
the frames of life-
video running down that
spine /taking you every-
where one-on-one\no words
can save you this time
except for the golden
Character (you feel it
when Life turns the Screws)
al-pha:BET iconic symbols
of every Language here and
up there — YEA JA HAHA!

:: 07.10.2020 ::


ah, she’s in a sun-dress mood
all yellow with flowers
so blue and oh it’s so good
she has an apple-eye
strawberry mouth
singing how the sun
came on down to kiss her
and now
Ah, it feels so good
and how wishes are
like the wind and
whispers in my ear:
“you’re a lucky
heart to have her”
AH! It’s so good to
see her in a sun-dress mood!

:: 07-25-2015 ::


When we say, “save yourself”
we kiss knowing too well
like when the skies are dark
there’s a sun above
What makes us happy is
when we see rain
and dark clouds
There’s a heart inside
the locked soul of life
And we are so happy
so like when the world fades away
as our fingers fill the
space between the need
of love and I really love
how you rock and roll me
and punk my soul oh dear
Your hair is the color of
night and your eyes the sun
And between the thoughts
a sweet peach upon a branch
that I want to taste if it
makes you happy

:: 06-27-2015 ::

BOX DREAM ( Schrodinger’s cat)

we speak blood-lips
lying crying. locked like-soul
inside box dreams
i swore i kept       key inside my soul
never unlocked: your
forever fears of   life like=life (cancer)
I saw fissure of lies
made me cry,
you gave orchards     a last breath
instead of my love   whose heart remains
i hate!  And surprise  is a torn ticket
to your theater of  pegged-legged hearts
and midget heart    a highness of life
i can cry upon throne     like queen of freaks
I am in front o’mirror  and say I’m the saddest
freak like most humans.
We’re a box dream  keeping Schrodinger’s
cat life — like Libra!

or make yourself real. Eat the wall
that makes you so a whore

:: 02-19-2015 ::


i’m child, singing in the briar
keeping my feet in the air
signing fairy tales aloud
nothing matters to this heart
and the woods and the birds
and the clouds and the air
all are singing back to me!
I say, ‘living is a good thing’
and the shadows chasing me
but my heart’s a-faster!
and i escape the life of you
i kiss the dirt and the bug
even the muddy waters between
my little toes – can’t you see?
just a heart untouched by hate
and the woods and the birds
and the clouds and the air
are all singing back to me!

:: 10-01-2014 ::


I DIG love
like it’s honey
I dig love
in the morning
I dig love
…so sunny

What you say
liqurious lips
passion bites
and I sing
scream and grind

I dig love
hm – oh yeah
in the morning
and sunset too
mid-day sweets

I dig love…
yes I do
mostly I dig
— you

:: 01-22/2014 ::


SECRET dream I expected you!
this today I said to another
you would be here to explain
my strange being yesterday

What say you today my love!
do shadows flee in red love
and scamper about in weakness
say no because I know such love

Show your face in love flower
run with me across fire fields
smell my lust robust lover
fall upon my stems lower now

Kiss me petal flesh-see
touch my heart forever-be
hug me hot-bee sting stick
die love-bee with only-me



CROUCHED like a bent shadow
it oozes into your heart chamber
this thing called drama
such distaste like metallic powder
radioactive tumor future
fester blister in hot puss
insanity breeds sore illusions
I touched the atom-heart today
boiling hot in buried fuel rods
isotopes that life-span eons
my hair fell and nails rotted
my soul in disrepair shattered
give me China syndrome
I melt through Mother Earth
and hope to reach your burning heart



And what if love
could be given
without fear
or inhibition

and just as easy
to receive —
as loving one another
wouldn’t hearts sing?

And what if love
could be received
without question
or expectation?

To live within a world
without broken hearts
love could thrive
like two close lovers

Lets begin to change
the color of our world
and believe in love
and let it grow…