Tag Archives: #history

A PARCHMENT OF MYSTERY

 I AM the Heart.  The Spirit.
The wings of flight and love.
The many illusions of living,
Feeling, and even betrayal.

  And the small and great
Things upon four feet.
The stem reaching for the sun.
The grains of innumerable sands

Across the dry lands and the
Crystal-snow of high mountains.

Love.  It is all and everything.
Within the molecule and the edge
Of a growing universe.

To live and know the unknown
Is terribly lonely.

But Love, love!

The greatest mystery!

:: 12-05-2017


MY SICKNESS

CONFESSION for the heart
one who knows the pain
a sharp knife
— to the soul

All things I see and hear
whether touch or smell
is poetic
— to my ear

Life drives me maddingly so
the words slide off me tender
and into a skillet
— where they burn

Wish I do for a release
into a world from pain and fear
my soul mate come unto me
for I fear the time
— too late

:: 01-22-2014 ::


BOOZE AND BRUTE

FOUGHT in the trenches of France
the screams belied the deeds
Instead of ‘for country!’
more said for love of mother

The trench reeked of gas
but the tents smelled of smoke
if you had’em you smoked’em
boots rotted and socks to hell

The voyage to paradise made
— Lady Liberty with her staff
as stiff as any military man
the diesel smoke choked many

Prohibition ran into my roads
From Chicago to musty Atlanta
bullets, broads, booze and brute
there I met my fate in rain-lead

Say nothing to the solider
speak low my ghost-friend
you were there too – I know
even though you don’t remember

::01/03/2014::


THE SWING BLADE (OF INNOVATION)

WE toil in obscure fashion
but only so – until innovation
Elais Howe’s sewing machine
– a stitch in time

And detritus pepper life
So lovingly Hess’ vacuum cleaner
pulls us from dirt to God-clean

Remiss the typed word without
–Shole’s typewriter
Clackety-CLACK impressed words!

Oh this man saved us all
– Seth Wheeler’s toilet paper

But the grand techno-god
– Tesla’s electric power ac
humble praise for off-worldness

Back to terra firma
– Elisha Gray’s Telegraph
Lost rights to Mr. Bell

We have a grand audience
the universe rivetedly watches
What new innovation say we!

God-like soon — be we soon
the tower of babel-speak
confusion-sweet-humble
Let’s rejoice!
God-kiss soul!

::12/30/2013::


THESE ARE MY FRIENDS

THESE are my friends
one that wishes
the other that begs

Hush to one I said
life bleeds with cuts
the other such pity

These are my friends
one cries and shouts
the other silently weeps

Soothe such anger my angel
blackness begs an audience
dry your eyes my other!

We are such friends
she lives beneath my skin
turmoil burns tender hearts

Now you shall shine
rubies shall you drip
upon the land of giving

At last!  My love’s complete

::12-28-2013::


WHAT OF AQUARIUS?

WHAT events shall be given
with processional change
Such is the constellation
that expansive and grand
— dance of stars
Leo brought Sphinx
Pisces grew Christianity
— a fellowship of One
What of Aquarius
— vast waters
to reshape humanity

::12-26-2013::