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I kissed you beneath
a bellowing sun smile
and you bit my moon lip
restless rays crashing
below a concert ticket
to my gig in NYC
what favors a cost-ed you
is this what you give
and what I play for you
my fret board fumbles
but my fingers dance
alcoholic streams dancing
fresh flesh never knows
a brain that lives, how?
that wisdom is a bitch
that spanks here and now
this is what you get
when you grab for time
and space skips fingers
a slippery self-lost
in wishes over time
crime cries for ghosts
who have lost their selves
And who is especial
in the stream of dreamtime
:: s04-14-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #love, #poetry, #youth | posted in Love, Poetry
Menagerie — my love
so wild and feral
an exhibition for all
my society — nature
not one born of fear
the beast is true dear
My teeth nibble your ear
and paws, one on your back
the other beneath jaw
Your pelt — African Sahara
I smell and dream of kings
your pride my joy dear
my joy a wet tongue
upon your majestic face
The orange God falls
across the edge of land
we watch together
growl, lick, kiss
nibble, scratch
blissful existence
:: 04-13-2014 :
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Mustang running wild
that bison bearded man
a hoof cutting dirt
Marshal man badge gun
stars singing victory
a liberty tree fed blood
Cities of the dead ringing
screaming chants of love
La la la la my dear souls
I look through your illusion
and smell death and fear
I sing a tome of the ages
and the things souls know
and the cities sleep deep
The countryside is full
of dying flesh and fear
tonight apocalypse dances
unprepared does an act
and the herd of clouds
move above as always
tonight skies rain tears
red ruby stones kidney
:: 04-11-2014 ::
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A flower born
in a field of thorns
so soft her petals
against such strief
her stem so stiff
velvet voice speak
a purple bulb deep
planted for the season
She is my Queen Bee
strong nature lover
You are what a man needs
A Grand flower to love
:: 04-12-2014 ::
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TODAY I saw creation
in that act of submission
with my human hands
a crafted answer
— did I do
not of God-breath
or cosmic fire-brew
but through a passion
deeply–passion dew
my works of art, live!
a life longer than my own
my love, to you I give
what is love if not art
:: 04-13-2014 ::
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Let today be
that grand affair
of unrelenting love
between spirit
and nature’s grace
:: 04-13-2014 ::
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EACH soul
a cosmos
love-making
u n i v e r s e
kissing-licking
c r e a t i o n s
crying-dying
singing-laughing
an explosion
of expression
s u p e r n o v a
p a s s i o n !
:: 04-13-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #life, #love, #poetry, #romance, #soul, #universe | posted in Awareness, Beauty, Death, Life, Love, Passion, Poetry, Revelation, Surrealism
A world without fear
a strawberry taste quench
and springtime for hearts
summers so brilliant
without glaring heat
what a fall so elegantly
to leave and drop without pain
a covering for romance
and winters white and ice
where your kiss is the taste
of that which is behind —
a Springtime taste…
:: 04-10-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #fear, #love, #poetry, #world | posted in Love, Poetry
and what of that desire
a pouring rain,
from the heavens, fall
through the funnel skies —
a splatter upon my roof
slanted tiles stacked. Yet,
another journey in the fall
a figural shaped as my heart
your tears seep into me that
ground of my spirit
a split
thunder-lightning show my face
from a celestial eye came tears
as an arrow
— my own eyes
which
are
that target
your tears pierced into
that countryside haven
and found your home
within my lonely soul
i kiss the tears
that bare your fire
:: 04-09-2014 ::
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Someday my love
you’ll realize
that rainbows cry
and in the wet cold
you’ll see gold
that it’s a heart’s love
and one day my sweet dear
you’ll realize that
I was the one
and birds and church bells
sing a ringing song
across missed lives
but tomorrow brings
a new story and life
but in this end dear
I lost you my dear one
but church bells ring
and bluebirds sing
and tomorrows may cry
but my heart sings
that sun of love
:: 04-08-2014 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #life, #love, #lovers, #poetry, #singers, #youth | posted in Beauty, Love, Poetry
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