AND when you hear God-speak
does your mind weepingly think
what am I and where is this?
and the purpose slippery fish
lost within that vast ocean
And do you sense a smelling love
of fragrant rose with your name
that all was made just for you
and all is a part of your heart
like the stars — your children too?
The secret is the truth
that tucked-away memory
a treasure chest in sands
awaiting your fingers to grasp
Dreams are memories like life!
:: 11-08-2014 ::
i
knew
nothing
And that
great SECRET
i kept within
my SouL
That someThing
GREATER than
all old
i knew
NOTHING!
:: 11-05-2014 ::
THAT broken hearts
wear a s oul,
and faith like
long-necked geese
i wished to be
the swan upon
your pond
where solemn eyes
speak no word
and life-like
silverKey unlocks
my mind
—it’s a spilled moonbean —
upon a silver lake
and my webbed feet
of that floating mouth
gliding silently
upon my life
:: 11-07-2014 ::
HEROES walking so softly
l i ke
my feet cry like my heart
consequently ourLife demand
goodnights
in bed the dreams make
breakfast for us
just a time like lovers
love — you can never leave
and for a change i gave you
me…believe in me
In me i see the neverSpace
without you meDied
and another time you lived
and forgot my soul believe
believe…believe in me
The universe has her heart
but her sisters — untold numbers
so goodnight…i see you everywhere
and if everyShould took my life
i should say it lives within me
and you, if you climbed into light
you would see me…there across
the megaVerse of my Love for you
and I beautifully believed in you
tonight, my feet cry like my heart
i crucified my Brother-in-one,
and another, gave the world
justfor the beating heart
of you…and for a change
i gave you
me, believe in me…
:: 11-04-2014 ::
AND everything
iTook A favorThumb
sucklingLife
EverySay, EverySay, EverSay
AndALL inMy try
I tookSucking
theThumb ofMy babyLife
I use to wake up sucking thumb
I loved you mother a
——–>AND EveryThing
Everything so everything seems
soNice to my youngHeart
I cried whenI wokeUp sucking
sucking on my prisonSentence
of life and all the cottoncloud
floatingdead someWhere?
I took yourHand and holdIt still
I tried, triedTo say, “Love is
likeAsucking thumb”
My hand is my ownFlesh
a dream as is everytHiNg
I used to wake up SuckingThumb.
And inMyHead were colours of life
everyThing and EveryTHinG tried
to say
:: 11-05-2014 ::
My cosmic forgotten-LY
Ocean spoking
it’s you so ooh
just you bell rANg
ahh ooh soo new
just let me kiss
the ‘you’ I know
I die brought meBack
stars so falling upon
inside bareback tonight
I tucked my tongue and insides
knew the emptiness-death
So cold suck so thumb
— you knew. It’s a starside
my brilliant DiamondEyes
She knew, so sad a saying
myFlew dispersing universe
many so many worlds
and my megaVerse too
All inside you
that I knew
:: 11-04-2014 ::
life with it’s large smiles should touch
the flower bloomed within your heart
and the dark clouds bring the rain
of tasty-bitter food by tears that fall
forever as a memory in your longLife
it makes you grow…
it will become you; as time tastes
like tender buttercup flowers
when your other-beloved hand goes
to tend the fields of your youth
thatGolden across the way field
then theGreat mystery that fails
the brilliant minds of all time
should reveal the expansive love
shared by you and your own one
that heart in the fields tending you
i never knew such a love as this
but dreamed the song of a bird
i saw upon a branch one day
and she stared inside my soul
and sang the truth so i know!
:: 11-02-2014 ::
You choke upon the apron strings of miss cleaver and
wish you could have a piece of blue-laced sky on a plate
tasting the battery acid of your generation you wish to
die
it’s all for the praise of a god you dropped to the floor
all for the reasons you gave up for wishing you had taken
the gold plated door into your oblivion of consumer
products like a societal whore who begs for more
:: 11-02-2014 ::
Terrible, I assume you know your name.
Mister Terrible, the cloth of worn souls,
and shoes like holes without space beneath.
My assumption — which I have only paid by
pain and sorrow; you think beauty when
others mention you. And nature, ah! A
balanced blade upon scales, slicing life
by the kilogram, cleaving hearts and leaving
the best of life upon the table of sorrow!
Depart! Leave me and your day along with you!
:: 10-31-2014 ::
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