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WHEN love’s cold we cry
women seem so wicked
when hearts are so strained
men seem so distant
when love is so ugly
when we’re alone
when life is down
fears come out
when you’re so weak
hearts are so alone
when lovers are so
unwanted it seems so
cold when we’re so
hungry for love
no one knows how
to live for love
Lovers roaming nights
like when you’re down
when love’s cold
we cry and we all are
so wicked when hearts
are so strained
hearts seem so distant
opened mouths say
‘when you’re strange’
:: 10222015 ::
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IN quiet nights i see how
we kissed goodbyes and knew
how love is so wild like
memories that wain
upon trees and bluejays
but through the time
i kissed your tears
over and again
with eyes that know
how shadows ran
across the breeze
in brush-stroked love
So say hush my heart
let’s watch the yonder
where celestial wheels
roll across the blue
spirits crying.
we sketched our hearts
in the chill of seasons
and how i know now
all the words you said
and i did not listen
and you suffered insanity
but now i see how flaming
flowers blaze within you
and weather-faces blow
memory — and how i
love you now.
Quiet nights comforting
floating clouds.
:: 10222015 ::
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You walk within my dreams
–> last night
a thought so near to me
and endeared to me.
but you couldn’t quite
discern me and you:
a stage like
a melody holding up
the world inside you
–a big secret wins
you over like a few
actors pacing from
shadow to shadow
too far apart. So i
stretch myself like
a shadow actor explaining
ticket tax and we live
in such bad product
: to meet my glory,
but my secret hovers
over my life to keep you
reaching like heaven; are
we dead citizenS or survivorS?
iT IS THE pulse of poetry.
:: 10222015 ::
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SAD story river flows over the rock
of my buried heart
Give to me shadows
which dance and if i were me
we’d be so much better off
hear in dream by the rock in the river
i keep you within my breath and make
you happy until the
storm comes
we really rocked the world with love
And if the rain is hungry
it won’t stop until
happy hearts float
grave your life vests
dear cling onto me
and if you save yourself
you make him happy
sad story river flows
but lovely hearts survive
i’ll keep you within my
breath and make you happy
until the storm comes
we really rocked the world
with love
:: 10202015 ::
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Yes a long burning cord
is pacing over the plain
-ly bared necks and we may
have everything we wish but
still hearts bleeding and
embracing vulgar
materialistic laughter
but if i should say
goodmorning and say to you
thankyousoverykindly
your throat is a world
and the oceans words
and your touch is God
:: 10182015 ::
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its going to be the beautiful day
from now on
i’m so comforted by you calling me
insane
i’m so comforted in all the lights
and voices
in my head
a false witness
get out, all of you liars
burning inside me like fire
i’m so comforted in all of me
so color me insane
yeah insane yeah oh well
so used to guises and marks
and soothing moonlight so sue me
Is your libido in an elaborate
carriage clutching a white lie?
your girlish bosom, my! burning
ashes into life and i’m comforted
calling me so insane so comforted
in the holy ghost who watches
sailboats on the water and flotsam
through my heart and jetsam through
the only thing called my Soul
so beautiful is today
:: 10182015 ::
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Polly say you drank
you’re never bored
upon the south corner
of modern life
on 56th and my heart
so lovely she goes
expressing my feelings
so tried so hard
but I still have
just two more things
to say which I never
thought of before
certainly she gave more
on 56th and the corner
of my heart
self-prophesied
just one thing more
thought we were walking
upon the Galilee
Sea with Jesus and
night feel and the sea
arose as a ship my heart
caught within a wind storm
i never had a chance
a stone aged teen love
and Jesus weeps for us
:: 10162015 ::
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Baby sleeps beneath dreams
white sheets and i almost
fell into the hole of your
life
Maybe someday you’ll choose
the one ; so many souls,
love how you scatter like
ice to heat upon life
and how i remember your crown
;the princess with crowds
who sing, “you’re the same
as me!”
/and how the world spins
beneath you like a heart
lost in turmoil and danger
% we’re getting older %
(so much the same as me!)
Who realizes, who chose you?
love never does show you
how life swallows light
and you came down as my angel
(while I’m getting older)
and i always love
i always love how you
lived and now just a ray
of light And there’s no time
left for losers, sweet dreams
live all because you left
singing, “All because i loved
you.” And the ice scattered
like swans upon a pond speaking
“we always love you”
:: 10162015 ::
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LAUGHING, hoping, crying
waiting, wishing you are
the one i dreamed of //
crying…
my heart keeps on a falling,
all night while . . .
waiting hoping you’ll come
back to me
// laughing, waiting hoping
you come back while i wait
i feel so useless hoping
you see i’m waiting
for you
crying…my fears keeping
me useless –> falling so feeling
so useless, waiting hoping
thing’s change while hoping
you’ll come back to me
:: 10152015 ::
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i have a dry heart without color
— and watch me go.
i am the beggar on the street
begging for a soul,
watching how beautiful people go.
i see a row of living flowers
all colors but never turning black.
i see how your sun-dress flows,
and i see a line of lovers
some turn their heads.
i am always besides myself
waiting for you through the door
watching the doorknob turn.
i say my lungs are blue and if I
open my eyes what shall i see.
I see a door so painted black
and wish you’d turn your head
and listen to the words of my soul.
a heart so full of colors and flowers
that will never turn black,
looking inside myself i see ribs
that shall never turn black
facing facts — i see a blue-jay too
looking for her nest and my love
laughs with me and I see a black door
with no doorknob and see how love goes
by and I still turn my head
wishing love to visit my soul
uh huh hmm…uh huh hmm…turning black
she turns her head and fills my
darkest black //
:: 10142015 ::
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