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LOVE is a taste of Fear
when you don’t move
An Empty canvas of Art
Well, allow me to explain
how you forgot me:
Oh, well, vibrant touch
is what you said years
later when your life
took a turn. And all
I taught you was everything.
Oh how I bleed my heart
then you died, so far away
like a high cloud in skies.
I took a walk outside
surrounded by beating hearts
of insects and humans.
Oh i am twisted around my
head spinning as the sun
falling down — it’s my better
spirit for the Everything
of Lovely World I See —
all that I could be.
The Soul I loved Once.
:: 05.5.2022 ::
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HOW ugly is beautiful in its exquisite way
and how beauty can be the definition of ugly!
AS if from great nature’s own abyss
of stores we compare prices between needs
and wants.
But miss —
the philosophical points of existence.
How wonderful is the line of straight and
true: we can ignore it or perish upon
it’s edges of right or left ~~ which is
the Tibetan breakfast of enlightenment?
Only one eye can tell the truth.
:: 06.23.2022 ::
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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 ::
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WHAT of THAT thing called LOVE?
i hear/ feel / and weep. What then? That dare?
To become less than me?
I adore the music of the birds singing but they –\
not for me // How it stings my skin and heart watching and hearing
the freedom of song within those distance trees is not me – no, never.\
I am caught!
But my heart sings. It sings as the birds are so free!
Those! Them among tall trees!
I am (say, like I lost my direction) and say whatever or worse but if I
ever lose my faith in you there’s nothing left to lose).
:: 09.18.2021 ::
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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 ::
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THROUGH the valley of time
across the sphere of space
watching light dissipate
i still recall the taste
of the fallen tears from
your mouth ringing within
my heart ~~ lapping up
crashing waves of despair
How the most favorite dreams
of you wash ashore inside my head
I keep them all within my box
of cedar wood / thinking of just
one thing — souls make this happen
and sometimes i wish it’d go away.
this thing’s slowly ebbing me away
as a sand castle caught within
a storm.
:: 06.22.2022 ::
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SHE has a dream
He has the debt
She always has what she gets
He’s a dreamer in the ditch
He’s a pauper that never regrets
Together, smiles and frowns
Tagging along are universal clowns
He never said, “I do.”
She said, “Whatever it takes.”
Into the mist as they forget
it’s all for love and little kittens
She has a puppet string to my heart
He has the gold of a different kind.
Beat me outta my sleep
Beat me outta my sleep
Beat me outta my sleep
Beat me outta regret.
:: 06.22.2022 ::
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i would be your love
if love was to be had.
i would have half of
love if love had me.
To show my precious
heart….to be so kind
and still as a flower
as no other ever saw:
grown and brilliant
in mire and growing
till the day my
petals were gone___
i would be your love
if i were to be had
i would be half of me.
To give my precious
kisses in morning’s dew
and nighttime hugs
always and forever.
:: 06.20.2022 ::
:: 06.20.2022 ::
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WHEN you’re done the poet heard people in the hall, and hushed music.
He was lying on his back and his lips started to taste blood and the chorus came up
and the boys started to sing and Oh oh oh You are alone in the river!
You’re all damned in hell. All the aborted babies screamed, “So lucky to meet you!”
I can still see your eyes as bright as the day of judgment.
You’re all sinners and damned in hell. I can still see your eyes as bright as the day of judgment!
Hush
Hush
You can take it. We’re the good guys and you’re the bad ||
Right now it doesn’t matter! That your frail screams rise to heaven
We’re the good guys and you’re the bad
Right now it doesn’t matter.
Tears up through her veins go insane
and begging God to stop the rain.
A self-appointed Judge judging and jury.
The world gives it’s life for greater end.
Her angel stood by too long and now plucks
it’s eyes out and lights another cigarette
to comprehend how dead is so dead.
So soft is skin. So scared. Addiction is flesh
and blood.
:: 06.19.2022 ::
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As the wave erupts and floods you in your sleep.
Imperceptibly you slide towards the madness of dreams.
You feel the sticky dampness of a nightmare.
Your dilated eyes as magnet tar pit traps drowning in white ocean.
The wave of sleep reaches up to hug you gently,
holding your limbs. Taut, anchored to the bed.
your brain without moorings off your paralyzed tongue ~~
the waves finally drowning you in the coolness of dreams
beyond all fathoms.
:: 06.19.2022 ::
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