Tag Archives: #nature

A DREAM’S AWAKEN

A heatwave visited today carried by winds and star tears; it touched me.  
A vanilla taste warned amygdala as I was cycling back from hill country
away from dust beasts that live beyond the wooden bridge near the
dried out lakes of lost souls.  

That infernal star dropped across the horizon and bounced from Dallas
to San Antonio leaving burn prints like dots begging for carbon pressed
lines between death and destruction.

  I almost made it home but the star tears started to fall and such power
is resistant to prayers and dreams.  

As they fell the Earth opened up like onion paper against a furnace.

  I forget everything at that moment.

forever.

:: 07.25.2020 ::
 


BLOOMING ARTIST (whore)

for the true artist — art is bifurcated
into many brilliant pebbles of expression
     and many will hate you for it___smear
your work deeply within their heels –>
& tell the kids you are the devil.
    Say again?
       wait until i whip
the tar from my pants
(she was brought up religiously
silly-like)  i cannot wait
to play guitar!   Oh say release
the stress of any shooting star
— where is the one /sometimes
in winter\mostly within the sun
  we go.    hate to leave but the moon
comes (like a kid) over the terminus
of Earth.  

:: 07.23.2020 ::


ANCHOR OF THORNS

Despair is an anchor with thorns
it drowns the ship and sinks the soul
and the hull a skin that bleeds
A heart — the oar that paddles ashore
Best to use a blessed life vest
when with a raging storm
that despair comes and wisely glue shut
that gapping hawse of the Soul’s hull.

:: 05-15-2014 ::
rev 07192020


THIS POET WROTE:

THIS POET WROTE:
while leaves march down an empty alleysuddenly she is barely holding upon the blue skies /of punch red-blue\of a galant southern magnolia sweetand fresh of a sudden burning smellfruit for the fallen souls are we forever together.
far so for father trick of mind/here is a Strange Tale\upon his tomb stone. this POET WROTE
:: 07.13.2020 ::


TO A PREGNANT THOUGHT

IF the trees and green pasteurs
find you;
if as when we sat upon a spot
splashed by sunshine then; who
could taste the touch
of Love than most nevered
heard nor seen?
Then come toward me and reach out
we will talk about small things
relieving the Heart of it’s
burdens.

Nature Agrees.

:: 05.07.2020 ::


FALLING FROM YOUR SKIES

FORGIVE me if They think i am Mad
— a center must have a whole
which i missed while drinking
starlight and licking orgasmic-
cosmic dust while tending to
a lost angelic gaggle of giggling
cherubic-like girls; (hand hiding
Mouth) Even the Heavens have s e x
like our blades of early morning
grass drip dew do i really love
how the dogs all bark at once when
they saw that Star falling from
your Skies

:: 03.11.2020 ::


DO-LICIOUSLY SAID i

DO-liciously said i fell in Love
be(*)(*)Tween your most’ist gloriously
grand trait Oars swiftly guided my
strong and long co AWK went the
swallow chasing her boyfriend
and babies are beautiful in Spring.

:: 03.11.2020 ::


OLIVE WARBLER

PREDAWN: my thoughts have chased
the moon away
like a wind caressing hair
and fingers lit by rising embers
of morning light.

My hand a river tremble-eddies
pour passion passing pink peaks
melting snow brings Spring
across a valley lush below.

Life.

An Olive Warbler brings the
song of Love as a sigh!

:: 12-24-2018 ::


TODAY’S GONE

Standing on the corner
of a street called life
i can see the freeway
and all my dreams

they’re rushing high
they’re rushing by

And a beggar begs for a dollar
the police for a crime
And a judge reminds me
of the nature of laws
within men’s twisted minds

so today i lose it
i lose the hope
so today heaven’s heavy
lead with a knotted rope

And heaven’s lost my heart
— today’s gone heaven’s lost
my heart and mind
today’s gone
so i say so long
with living time
standing on the corner
of a street called life

:: 09-15-2018 ::


NATURE’S WAYS

walking down a beam of wood

and over the muscles of a

raging river a duckling floats

by in plastic yellow and crying

oh duckling sweet toy

someone should save us!

a cloud fluffs and coughingly

sings: my little gifts my saddened

fleshy fish we love you —- i

dip a toe into the water’s eye

o say o no o my ooh such fresh

feelings as the duckling falls over

head first across the water’s edge |||

a paper boat with a tall mast

floats by…

:: 09-13-2018 ::