Hush now and close your eyes
how i know you wish for life
how i hope you agree with me
now young heart so flower-like
tender fields of wished dreams
how i wish you dreamed as me
that clouds are pillows
oceans tears of joy
mountains like resolve
rest in peace
and remember what you said
“just give love to all.”
It’s what you showed me.
Just give love to all.
:: 09.09.2022 ::
Tell me not, in mournful numbers,__
what sentient life is
But tell me love is enjoyable
For untold dead dream
and us, the living wish
to know
That goal is not death within
a grave but that flesh and bone
to leave us alone
Ascending towers with enjoyment
and never sorrow
to dust we leave behind legacies
and act, that each to-morrow
__find us farther away
from this dreadful Dream we
call ‘life.’
That continued existence.
:: 09.08.2022 ::
WATCHED the clock upon the wall and how it’s hands shook me.
It has been years since you left me.
I watch the skies wondering
if the clouds speak to me.
Oh since that moment when the ground fell apart
i felt there’s nothing oh nothing
that can make me feel better
like a river under a bridge
without sure footing /
It’s been several days \ since i touched
the fabric of your favorite dress
and how life took you away
and now that you’re gone there’s nothing
i want any longer.
If i had a pet, that dog would cry
cause there’s nothing to fill this void.
Got the call at the doorstep
when the police came giving me the
death sentence of where life went wrong.
i placed my arms around the trooper
weeping saying, “I went to the drug store
and she went for a jog.”
“Nothing compares to a deep pain without
a remedy sir.” Said the officer with a tear
in his eyes.
I drew away.
It’s been so long without you here.
I console myself with a ringing song
inside my heart telling me, “Where did
life go wrong?”
This lonely tears falling singing, “why did life go wrong?”
Well, it’s just life. And another knock upon
the door but just another fool ~~ i opened
it and saw someone with brilliant light
telling me there’s more to life and just wait
just wait you will see son.
:: 07.07.2022 ::
I drew away.
Jesus, I drew away. All the flowers she planted
in the backyard have died. But I will give it
another try but never with Love. Dear. Never.
Again.
:: 07.07.2020 ::
And when morning is upon you
It’s like a blessing from God
Hear His voice, He will speak your thoughts
He gives the heart a reason to sing His praise
Who could this save but You through the One
Whose Name we long to speak
Hear the voice of His Spirit, Holy Spirit
Sing His praise for all
And we praise the morning dew and all the world
We praise the heart and soul! Like the first
morning’s petals flowered. Praise for life,
praise for the morning and a passion for Life!
:: 06.22.2022 ::
A HOT SUMMER keeps my feet moving
BLUE WHALES never know how to do dancing
summer days but it's alright you know it's
all right i say to the ocean life
CRAZY ways how people cope within
precedents of their behavior
the beggar and the banker alike
holding out eager hands for money
but the street walk cooks the ankles of
women and skaters in shorts -- but it's alright
Boy with a slinky drops his toy oh oh oh
down the Fairlane it goes passing by pedestrians
worshipping shopping and bus routes along the way
oh ah oh ooh — slinky don’t go / down a city drain
and into the labyrinth of under belly Souls.
Faith baY-baY-bee.
:: 06.22.2022 ::
Slick side went bottom up inside
& Lenny spoke a word –> got shot for
speaking of the scene where we
lost the love and all the dough
inside a place called Gonzales, Texas.
Weiner beaner drove the car
seemed all the way to Saigon
until we meet the fuzz —
that’s 7.62 for all of you
not of the clan who kill ‘us
like hungry gorillas.
Saw the judge who makes faces
dramatic fellow who smokes
court recorder confessed
what a colossal mess of self-
delusion/soul transfusion\
Police officer on that scene
says, “Bewildered but so beautiful.”
Boy on a bicycle saw it all —
“Judge, i swear they were clowns
going to a party.”
And the one who holds a sickle
wearing all black without a face
smiled. He hid his .44 for mercy.
What more to say?
:: 05.29.2022 ::
Spit. When you die. Last chest bump swizzle stick! Ghosts pull your feet out of bed —
vanish you like a magic trick / death takes you like a swizzle stick by the neck so low tech
by the heart how life vanishes you by words i stare through you like a high-ball or
cold bloody mary through the eye swizzle stick (little prick) the face in the mirror is all light
a trick bleeding (this story) how i infiltrated pride and ventilation with cyanide through mind
and brain /no antidote\ swizzle stick/ kiss your neck goes to the heart — stiff nipples ripple shirt
camel cool-aid toe wet through the eye aside makes doom tasty baby true | a true source of Light
what fools the heart might be true please…distort.
A telepresence of greed and affection. This is the channel that makes metal scream.
Let it scream.
:: 05.29.2022 ::
SHE keeps moving all quietly
building her love all inside
her cabinet of spirits
she loves her appetite
eating dreams and all
her dreaming conversations
Hearing how time ticks how mouths
tock speaking loudly
She grew up old and now youthfully
dies waiting for Life.
Thinking how other lovers move on
she knows she’ll never be free
and that tortures her heart.
Knowing how her mind thinks she sighs
as sure as night is dark
and how day is bright
she finds her love
all inside her Soul tonight
:: 05.29.2022 ::
the KEY to understanding
as what can books-of-Souls
to-wives-and husbands dream?
Clouds and flautering about
is wisdom maturing over Time
is always Me! Me. Me. Me. Me!
Dammit! if Paintings of
blue-porcelain dolphin-dreams
eat Sea-nymphs in their
majestic pearly carriages
Do .;..me? I? Awaken a hope
to love, yes! to LIVE!
That had gone with the burning
of books?!?
Riddling paragraphs of coffee
and clubs & misanthropic souls.
So we go. Stand alone. And leave
alone. Cry and die for One.
:: 06-22-2016 ::
THE Sun reborn and divine
The Dragon Of Light and Shade
The World awoke ~
You Hear Ravens Fly
It’s Morning
The Light wins the night
The Great Work is done
Back from the darkness
Behold!
To look at the lights
I’m Waiting for the Angels Of Elysium
Waiting For the Eastern glow
Oh dance in the dark of night
Sing to the Morning Light
The Mornin’ Light!
My will is to hear you sing.
Meaningful snowfall, a Lifetime
Of broken dreams, selfish leaders,
Left wing leaks, lies and fake news,
Dishonesty, and The Destruction of the Soul
– Outrageous // double standards, the Elite
Vs. You.
So we dance in a darkened night.
:: 04.07.2022 ::
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