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I’m sitting pondering
bits and pieces
of my own beating heart by the shore
i texted the coast guard watching
the porpoise flipping across waves
in cerulean memories of when i
said ‘i meant to honor you even
if i loose everything in the
ocean of my life’
I watched how the shores took a bit
of you so i send my love to you
you are the sunlight of my life
every night giving all my love to you
and seashells singing of you
the warmest blood of all is so fanthoms deep
so i honor you with the seas of my heart
:: 10282015 ::
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WHEN the love of her hand
held me in dying bliss
the pain of my loss!
flew all history’s winter
until I heard a bird
i dreamed i could sing
but nowhere is her voice
was the cardinal in snow
the sweetest saddest
joy of her voice
and the least less than
a wish; particle of a whole
infinite who is life?
The primary universe fraught
with great peril; war, plague,
famine and natural disasters
so common.
and Death come to use all
love is a fourth dimension
of Time in a stable constant,
but never impenetrable
as when a tangent Universe
occurs those laughing, saying
happy birthday are at the
epicenter of a dangerous new
world and teacher tell me what’s
my lesson: the Manipulated Dead
see the set of an Ensured Trap.
births a new universe.
:: 10262015 ::
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THERE is only one moment
we can live within
and it is called
NOW
the empirical number
of no value!
With arms as wide
as winds and words
that whisper whens
between the spaces
one square foot mired
twisting time’s froth
and we all fall within
each footstep towards
eternity the deepest lap
of enormous mindless
distinction of no one
every knows!
:: 10262015 ::
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Perhaps when I throw up
it’s when I’m with you
haphazardly birthing baby
dreams across the cosmos
Perhaps when I’m with me
noting flies speaking lies
as the autumn season mauls
. . . one perfectly placed
coffin (or coffee?)
I caught a whiff of old books
at a red light and how strange
the road is a book-spine without
words or covers
And someone asked, “would
you hit a woman with a baby?”
No, I’d hit her with a brick
is the e.e. cummings answer.
:: 10262015 ::
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My soul is lost
upon ice-blue crevasses so deeply!
help me my blue elephant
that lettuce is brave
like electrons always saying hello
and never goodbyes!
You slip on lice and break your arms
it’s all so SCHIZOPHRENIC: tangentiality!
stilted speech and phonemic paraphasia
are mainly broken-minded poets
who use both sides of a pencil
-+95% of black eyes kill 5% of rabbits
and the bird whistles in Japaneses:
“sei shin bun retsu byo”
( mind split disease)
where logic and proportion falls
between the King & Queen
AND ALL ANGELS go to 7-Eleven
in their heavenly garments to buy
hot dogs and slur-pees
and writing is a socially acceptable
form of schizophrenia…hmm….
such is the paradox of delusion
and how are you? When you walk down
a sidewalk to the abuse of verbally
abusive birds chirping loudly how
dull and stupid you are. So you move into
a homeless shelter and make new friends!
:: 10242015 ::
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i may walk lightly through days
while…did you see the stars?
they fell into my pockets
and one with holes i keep,
where souls go when
life is somewhat-like
the dug hole for the dead
7′ by 3′ is a testimony
to the largeness of human life
then please do not stand upon
this grave and weep:
the phone shall never be answered
the message someday may be received
the blue jay in snow always sings
the fallen heart glints in lost love
the poet lives by many constructed words
When I stand by this grave I am not six
feet deep but three miles upward into
the uplifting rush of a brilliant sky
:: 10242015 ::
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SO i’m with you
and don’t wanna play
games with y0u
when i’m so sad
my heart withers
waiting here. So you
are outside of my
skin and i’m within
yours //
go ahead stab me
with words knives love me
still i’m with you
i don’t wanna be dead
but with you i live
so hoping for a smile
saw your eyes when you
stabbed me — come here
tell me how it felt when
we shared an oak tree
two backs leaning there
when you cried — withered
soul i kept you alive
and now you leave me
you are my everything almost
everyone i almost loved
and now i die without you
:: 10232015 ::
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Rode upon a cloud through rain
right through stress and life
she guided me like i’m tears
washed away all my fears
say, ‘are you ready to ride?’
i said, ‘SHAMBHALA”
like children
when the halls lit life
within our souls oh wee!
oh yeah oh we
(in the rain wash away my shame)
saw the light in your eyes
and SHAMBHALA oh we sing
‘yeah yeah yeah’
how does God love
tell me, how does life
balance pain? Oh hey
,yeah, hey yeah oh well
it’s how well you live life
and everyone is lucky and kind
Oh wee oh yeah SHAMBHALA
we’re all children in His eyes
:: 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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i was in war when the call came
speakers blaring ‘take cover’
and you said goodbye dear
continents away in flesh and spirit
went the dream into the fire
why were you so quiet?
when heaven fell.
Baghdad is a adolescent face
full of acne
and the sand damper killing
vibrations.
So carefully I crawled into
the foxhole and cried for life
and love — one war won (i lived)
another lost (in love).
:: 10222015 ::
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