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A DEAD man once came to me
within my dream – was more than that
He I met while still alive
Christmas trees he sold to the living
Across a swath of Texas land
those trees peppered the ground
like missiles they pointed upward
The greatest smile and warm-jointed hand
A true soul with weathered spirit…
Many times he approached me in my sleep
always caring and doing for me such things
aside from that long story I have to say…
His message was a note for his daughter
Holy symbols he used in all he did
as the number 3 — dreams, divinity and me
So in the year of his death — which I not knew
I went to visit his Christmas Tree ranch
parked my car and walked toward the receiver
A lovely lady who stared at me — questions…
we felt the connection and I had to say
“I have a message for you from your daddy”
She burst into tears and fell into my arms
“How did you know, Sir! How did you know!”
The short story for you — I tell the reader
“He said he’s saved and dearly misses you.”
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I CUDDLED my emotions
when fear brought me roses
and knew that such ways
— as me
can play an instrument
— psychosis
Simpler to just praise it all
the good and bad
— and sad and fears
an occasional bottle
— of broken tears
then to wrap it up
and embrace the birth of death
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[AS a wish just to me
I choose to speak —
in abstract poem
so here I say
to you the brave…]
MOSTLY shiver in my veins
beneath coiled rivers
in steel-stained vanes
how could she ever know
broken records shattered
polyvinyl grooves within my soul
beat the skip in troves of love
catch the dove within it’s peace
twist the neck of lover’s pain
and whisper neatly blood-red stains
[My apologies if I gave confused
— in return I have to go
that Imperial garden
of abstract thought
so I leave — shattered soul]
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AH!, light’s formal wear
stars, pulsars, nebulae
comets, gamma-ray – stay away!
just the trimmings might I say
but when the light must entertain
out of the cosmic closet
— it pulls away
the skin of human into a suit
gender — what to pick!
consider the role that you wish:
male skin so brute and rough
— to the touch!
Female-elegance to impress…
Impress I say! All the way!
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YES there is a light
that bright light within
so warmly burning
eternally so warming
Yearning…
And so you catch a star
gently swinging from afar
and fall upon your head
— softly-bump your heart
And all your pennies falling
across a peppered-ground
tears so burning
— but not a sound
Dry-heaving sobs inside beating
fearful once it’s started…
and uncontrolled reeling
across the ground scattered feelings
But when it’s over – yes it shall
that inner strength releases
sunbeams of perpetual soul-light
and then shall you know —
the immortal soul you are…
unbreakable…
indisputably strong
unshakeable…
singing swan song
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AND if the lost made their return
from soil to land and within your life
would you — could you — accept them back
from death to dust and an urn
Surely first the shock and disbelief
maybe a hug if you dared – could you?
and all the adjustments you made — evaporate
The new lover what say to them —
who replaced the gaping hole within your heart
a new baby but not from him — what then?
The possibilities of a return, some sweet
but most a hidden poison — you think secretly
But in the end (their end) sprang new possibility
You live your life as best you can
especially when a lost is much to bear
and you pray — leave the lost within the ground
…sweet love sleep sweetly unto the light
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IF I think before I feel
the reaction is particles
of streaming actions
But when I feel and allow
my actions to take root
the result is a stream
of flowing love
Such is the double-slit
experiment of coherent light
its such a wondrous delight
the observer takes hold
of the observed in suspicion
the result is conclusive —
the mind is cold and calculated
but to feel is warmth and love
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MANY times more than twice have I seen
the ghosts of family, friends and then…
some whose faces that I did not know
Quaintly, with ethereal elegance they are
silky touch, feather breath, and opal eye
Outside of the tick-tock of father time
It is most inappropriate to ask of them
to state their business or intended pleasure
extend your politeness over scorn I say
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