Tag Archives: #poetry

INSIDE MY FOOT

Fell down inside my foot  & wonder’d
will i ever be secured?

Ate the poems and children’s stories
of childhood and hung upon the chord
of my insecured    LIFE.

Butterfly poet blurry eyes — what we
think — and wish upon those good ole
days //superluminal light \\
    how organs inside our bodies
play music like an ancient orchestra
upon a wooden floor.

I want to be with mommy now.  She gave
me love and without mysterious energy
: i sometimes remember her smell when
before she just died all i remember is
her smile and love.

\ i wish i could hug just one more time/
oh turn back time to those old days
when she was my age — so stressed out.

now burning a candle of my words
now my name is clearly insane
to those days when mother sang
and those were the best of days

:: 09.28.2021 ::


UNKNOWNS

Oh boy! How we carry onward and carry weight a long time
i sing blues and watch with the saddest eyes — i could never
send you an invitation toward my world but I carry that weight for
ever and only ask a few moments to read the words my heart
bleeds today.

Every light, every day, every night and i sing to myself:

this youthful life has been such a cold weather oh yea
and i sing,

“it’s alright cause your small smiles return
to the sun everyday — and the sun sun sun feels and knows”

In all my simple poor life i have seen the eyes of dying ones
and some places have others that lived great lifes
in this world: some are good and others remain as echoes
of dead voices but within my life I have loved them all
the same.

But in this blue marble hanging in deep space i think of love
and how we all change forever == some for the best and others
drifting through time without lovers /// some dead — some living \\
but within my Life I love them all.

But of all these friends and lovers there is no one that compares
to you and all these poet’s words : are my life and I love you more.

:: 09.26.2021 ::


LITTLE SOUL

OH little soul —  rest within these arms and oh, Evie how you grew from the minute you came into this world until now.  And hey girl, (she always smiles because as you know it’s always a soul who frowns that makes the world
a bit colder)  she is the warmth of love.

(somewhere within her smile she knows)

Oh the movement you need is upon your knees:  crawl, then walk and one day we’ll run toward the blooming flowers!

Although the day may be gone nev’er are its sweet taste nor voice, lips or soft hands. You are asking me now but i cannot convey how the world is to a little soul — this just born girl.

Oh just believe me now and how i believe you’ll know.  How your smile and endurance awakens the angels and moves mountains and ocean waves.

What a warm breath, light whispering tender semi-tones.

Bright mind, accomplish’d shape and exquisite style — budding charms
and blooming flowers and igniting the sight of beauty within my eyes
holding the sight of beauty within my arms.  As a dusk holiday holy night
of fragrant-expectations lead me toward wild winded nights as woof
of darkness thick, for hid delight and full of tears crying for a day,
and  believe me:  let me read love’s missal through to-day, while
many days and years i’ve been alone and cried and how many ways
to try?  Always leading hearts of love back toward the opened
door of many tryings and waiting here.

Praying, i fast and feel that washing rain of broken hearts all
in no vain.  Let me know the way.

Still: it leads me back to your birth. And your entrance into this
world of cold.

:: 09.26.2021 ::


DENIED BY NIGHT’S FACE

REMEMBER ME? Denied as night’s face
you took love and spread it across those
golden fields of gold
shadowless prey?
i bring peace : moon of all days &
Watched the western pressure of these skies
move – predicted an end so we never began.

EXTRACTED hate from whispering grass?
how clamped lips starved joy in time
and starved space. And golden peace.

You will remember when the northern moves
and love’s murdered eyes dissects
to mere faded memories __
while we walk upon burnt fields and closing
skies.

True, we never promised years or faithful love.

:: 09.17.2021 ::


KKK JELLY (POLITICIANS)

Hey! You! FCC and dot GOV brother boy
I ate a monster to-yester-night
ate the hospital in a daze under
surgical lights
where doctors(doctor?) never co-operate
for less than a buck (Ka-mal-a for less than a penny)
but your husband-cadaver bro
covid-spewing pimp lobster blew
it blew my balls so flew across your walls —
the doctor mocked and made way to ATM teller grabbing
all the woke dollars of moms and brothers // while she sipped
upon a straw calling all these mutha-fuckers
all these white cracker-monsters (yeah? unless we cooperating)
make me wish to make a dip of KKK jelly to fuck all
those politicians (for once and all –//
once these scents were all black and white and others
not so black and white : hell so they so \\\THEY jail’em
sail’em to other parts of insignificance like you like me
and tomorrow those with skin so blue next so follow me (controversy)
and it all smells like bullshit to me — today a new catastrophe
woke’a woke’a woke’a stupid brain you cannot
erase what you said on instagram now, tomorrow
or yesterday –> so remember/ dismember all these
roosting cocks laying bombastic hens in my coop.
>>>009897978 \broken eggs. infesting. bleed. do not mention me)
I throw down the upside of your short memory
So listen to me telling
the poor they came come on over and leave’em
under a bridge in Del Rio — like Americans in the
middle of a BBQ hosted by Tailban hating women.
Monster? Hello I’m monster too — Called AMERICAN
CITIZEN WATCH WHAT YOU DO while you operating and
we are now ovulating and fuck you old man.

more than pencil — we disgusted.

:: 09.17.2021 ::


THE WATER’S TENDER SURFACE HIDES HORROR

DEAD are these fathom of times by change; lies
of not tongue but heart, nay, soul as dead coral made
as now ocean die and her pearls wilt and destroyed
by poison of mankind.
All fades by that terrible hand called Mankind.
As doth suffer the sea-change
uncoiled and spoiled by rich and strange.
 Sea-nymphs SCREAM in tumultuous toil
singing, “DING-DONG.
LISTEN!  HEAR WORLD — DEATH!”

:: 09.15.2021 ::


EORUM ULTIMUM PRAEDIUM IN LACRIMIS

[exactio! quis hoc potest amare poetam?
Hospes in coelis et cruentis vita?
Conferre verba inter Deum commutatio –
angeli et homines?”\]
Quomodo corpus eius in scuris finietur?
et parva loca — Palida, rigida, nuda!
Ita ioca! Facio eos! Ah! Ego quando
Audite, angeli isti loquuntur! Ha! Ones
qui divina tabernacula ad hanc petram
dicta Terra! Meos amicos super
hoc argilla! Nihil omnino!
Quomodo ausi sunt! Relicto egregie
lux viva in obscurioribus regionibus.
Quam tellus ignota ferat, nunc eris
alam tuam fugam longinquam?
Anxius et inanis est, sed potest audire et videre
expalluit humanitas, expalluit;
et forlon!

:: 09.15.2021 ::


RAIN AND LOVE BEFORE WE SPOKE WORDS

RAIN AND LOVE BEFORE WE SPOKE WORDS — so, uh:
Bleed blue ad my african brown eyes
–> listen up brothers and sisters
the black and brown man and women (the khoisan)
are not
prisoners
( i love ’em
wak’a white people-ka )
we native American people side with
those who lost as us //and we still
dance and have our culture \\\
it does hurt for white people
to say they understand.
WE ARE THE PEOPLE of color
who wish all PEOPLE TO BE ALIVE
AND LOVE. I reach = take this bread
and save Nations of all this world.
Save me == you save you. Save us
stranger if you please. Native me.
Save us. Save us if you can stanger.
If you please….

:: 09.14.2021 ::


PERFECT MARY

i found all the world within a sidewalk crack sitting downtown
so many soles walking over sadness and shadows of yesterday hey hell!
i apologize.
(I’M SINGING THIS SONG)
+++ wicked sassy guitars scream:
\
WE all say, “everyone’s day is their own.”
what else can we be? Especially on Saturday night
(got a bottle of booze from hidden magic )
Some kick off their shoes and enjoy the day
many others stick to their philosophy —
so what should they be?
(without a bad man or guitar?)
i walk within the golden light
of forgiveness — for myself.
(riffs of love ooh! )
Would not wish to be you
I would \\\with a gaping wound of salt; who takes my
left hand living and dying bitching beautiful songs and i sing
I’m a bad man — they take all the blame eating freezer burn kisses
who has a right to say all apologies?

When i am close to nirvana road -=- yeah move along! I saw her move
to thte table and she ate silence and those eyes who loved table —i
threw the dice and she made me see snake eyes and we left — i was
a bad man getting it on. getting it on!

i say i wish i was as you
so easily confused with burning salt
but i cannot take blame — some choke
with after-birth and others embrace Sun.

:: 11.20.2020 ::


LOVE BURST

i eat love and flotsam and hear
how heat burns
my love — i want you like a crab
needs sand and water
…come here ocean love me. My King
you deceive me –===
can’t you hear my love
burst || i want you like
a tree need sun’s shine///
can’t you hear my love
burst? Won’t you hear my
love won’t you hear me burst?
I want you like a heart
needs her beats –won’t you
hear my love burst?
Insect fly & dead path.
gives me a purple heart love
heart burst inside all of me.

:: 09.14.2021 ::