O blueDark why lasting Ever splish-as-echoic budded by her beautiful i’s is wise When upon the bleeding last drop light ~ my life Chord shivers burning icePas- shouldn’t we kiss each other’s fireBor- nMoods before dri pp ing Time drops squenchPinch this moment. :: 04-16-2017 ::
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O BLUEDARK WHY LASTING
WITHOUT ALL THE FEAR
all of our days:
a freedom to love
a reason for life
all of our dreams:
a season to be
the meaning of us
and all the world shouts
“There’s no space between us
cheers, laughter and tears!”
and then we kiss and hug
and the shadows flee away
living is life without all the fear!
:: 04-16-2017 ::
PITTED MUREX
if i am to be vacant of companionship and communion with you then all has been my own dream. i have dreamed of a field spread-loved by graceful golden wheat and you, the wind which caressed a life-war torn spirit; trembling hands. my own as-had as dreams as worn as ancient book bindings ~ lost within the smolders of everywhere. was youth easy when anchors were drawn upon the bow and all waves were frolicked star crests upon our arms? picking up the discarded shells of the battle front-life a patch of beach-white untouched by strife; i picked up a pitted murex and placed it next to my heart. :: 04-08-2017 ::
HE PULLED HIS FORTY-FOUR
Tiny Tim with droopy eye went out
with corpse-woman (she’d heard
he’d died)
Had a cigarette between two finger’d
bones called life and when living
ladies heard he’d died the world
began its wailing from the other side.
LAPD roped off the scene but the
ribbons were too low for ghosts and
all his demons. Detective Mister
found his bloody revolver and no cell
block too secured assured for dead
men so police offricer said, “Tiny Tim
was too beautiful but he died today;
the judge had verdict match the
coroner; misadventure in love case
closed casket so move along move
along my fiends.
:: 03212016 ::
A TREE CALLED IMPOSSIBILITY
DEAD is a mighty shouting silence
when-like hills beg to become
MOUNTAINS is likeLove crippled
at fear’s knees //life’s greatest gift
sent away where summerNectar kisses
the newly born Monarch//my beautiful
empty dream is fullWINGs as my heart
—–and bless my peculiar destiny;
Here-where now I set beneath a tree
called I M P O S S I BI LITY
:: ~~ ::
ENIGMA CALLED LIFE
THAT no word shall suffice
for the blood clot within
my mind
That no sigh is deep enough
to bring me back to life
this day
The inventory i have taken
of my own life,
reveals i am short
That i need that ocean
to teach me
That deepest pain to
show me
That life is both pain
and love
That life is gain
and lost
That we are all the same:
drowning in smiles
of a cauldron unknown!
:: 01132016 ::
REBIRTH
A SOUL
once in
d
a
r
k
ness
bitter and B rO k EN
reborn by the Light of a tender Spirit!
:: 1-13-2016 ::
IN THE…
In the morning everything is within its place;
my lips which never curse,
my eyes that feel emotion
my lips which never curse,
my eyes that feel emotion
and my heart that cannot lie
In the afternoon by nature I am comforted;
by flowers that dance with me
In the afternoon by nature I am comforted;
by flowers that dance with me
by bees that pollinate love-u-kisses
and by Soul which speaks with God
and by Soul which speaks with God
In the evening by Sun-crest’d skies;
our hearts become the beating of One
our hands clasping this moment
and our Love continues to grow eternally
In the end of a day my Spirit is full of Love.
:: 04-04-2017 ::
ALONE IS WITH ME
Alone is with me for just this day
we share together the many things
that only Alone and me can enjoy;
the space to breathe
the time to see
a place with joy
a mind to heal
Alone is with me for just this day
we share together the many things
that only Alone and me can enjoy;
Does your Alone share with you?
A moment of silence then
shall you know!
:: 03-31-2017 ::
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