Husband, that I did!
and grandly like
a rising sun
feeding life!
Now alone,
did anyone say
“hello?” when they
left my door
to life that day?
I should praise
the fields
and their skirt
of color always —
who ever heard
A flower
moaning
for water
when light
sucked
seeds dry?
:: 12-09-2014 ::
I could believe:
when yellow lights melt
traffic in greenly built
pastures of social need
I would be relieved:
if hearts and minds
were synched for love
instead of personal need
I should conceive:
the mountain of God
is the tip of my finger
and I point towards the sky
making all things good!
:: 12-04-2014 ::
Your tulips and balloons flying
all across a shining night
like lovers I want to fill
a memory just full of you
My new life of loving
Stars so brightly shinning
and you make a romance
inside of me like a knee-knocked
heart faintly say my name
when I nighty-night
And tell me I’m just a little bird
snuggled inside you, strong nest
Come morning we’re the first
to eat and chirp lips-bursting
I watch the sunrise my fireBird
wing-to-wing swinging dreams
the wood’s citizens know us
we’re what dreams are ever they be
Oh, falling, flying, sleeping, dreaming
I’m longing to linger until your done
dear, I could never stop dreaming
until sunbeams stop beaming
And I make a promise to you
I’ll dream, dream a little dream
of you!
:: 11-13-2014 ::
I walk alone for just my life
and I walk a path like you
and I know life like you know
to know is a dagger in our heart
Ooooooooh Oooooooooh
Ooooooooh Oooooooooh
I see a cardinal flying there
across the skin of our sky
red against the blue like you
and we can only hug and cry
So we follow the winged one
through the currents
and find ourselves in school
in this lesson called life
And the season is a cold one
so we place our souls upon leaves
the fallen dress of majestic trees
For society has no branches to hang
Ooooooooh Oooooooooh
Ooooooooh Oooooooooh
And this education is other-worldly
a smell of school books and spitball
we placed the apple on the desk
and watch the worm eat its way out
:: 11-12-2014 ::
I loved it when alive
and now so cold.
I crave it more,
to be contented
just like me;
if just a breath
it speaks i should
love it like
when it lived.
Until the grave
it buried lay,
in it’s dreams,
and all my tears
i have the key
to unlock the life
that lives in me.
It lives within
a drop of tear.
If I may have it
when it’s dead,
I crave it more
if it speaks.
I should love it
like when it lived.
:: 11-11-2014 ::
AND time devours us all!
Where are the feet, I ask
that walk upon my shadow?
I see the empty shoes,
silence took a poker card
it’s face a sameness too
And my friend silence
said a big nothing,
asked again I did!
Where are the feet
that own these shoes!
Then silence spoke to me
“the shoes have their path,
the feet too”
:: 11-11-2014 ::
MY induced silence
a pure anguish
which I dearly love
it is the gift unwrapped
beside the door
upon a flatly-table
so stable
Your fascination of me
i beg i am not the worthy
but your continued illusion
of object propels me
My flatter a curse
that burns within me
and I am the forgotten
an uninvited child by life
My crayola
— childhood I smelled
in youth made me cry
a smell of art that indescribable
invited love
and now the pain so replaced
What heart alive
past certainty
knows, not death
The promise
so perfection all within the mind
And I am somewhat heartened by pain
the sign of life-like a dying soul
unlike your love
i am strangely excited
Then i should — gave my life
to the expression of beauty
within art and prose
because flesh is not alive
without her artistic expression
:: 11-11-2014 ::
If confusion has you
(distance and emotion
means the heart skips
smoothly across wishes
of a dreaming spirit)
If you love
(me, i’m the agent of
confusion by way of
my unbridled mind)
a soul, the kindness is
smoothly a skipping stone
And inevitability is cousin
to fate, two clouds
serenading the sun
on Sundays the tears
of two hearts
shower-resembling flowers
like breathing-beating souls
:: 11-11-2014 ::
UPON the surface of watery skies
below the waves of forgotten memory
you forgot the smile and her sun
and I drowned in daily life
And for just today you remember
a silent gaze for the moment
you saw my smile in your heart
upon the surface of watery skies
You swore a law you never abide
so you broke the half of sun
in my arms you fell inside
and the skies forever cry
If you ever stay in a place
i watch your feet as they run
always away into watery skies
i forgot the sun in his jealous way
And i swim up above reaching sky
while i see my heart drowning
below the waves of forgotten memory
and you forgot the smile and her sun
while i drown in daily life //
:: 11-10-2014 ::
the beauty of the
biological
mechanics
smite me!
A machinery
of faulty flesh
encased by Soul
— UNHEARD OF
in all the UNIVERSE!
:: 11-08-2014 ::
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