Tag Archives: #writing

MAN INFESTATION

IN the house of your highness
with a King always away
You’re the queen of all your senses
In all the countries of our world
So let everything slide off of you
all the stress and drama of days
Delete all man infestations  
delay all the destruction
manifestation keeps the old world
and each new day will be your way

And in between all the confusion
call upon the unseen eye
that chakra of love be with you
and let love rein in blood and life
There is no deeper risk in life
than loving life and tasking risks
There is no deeper way than this
so rise higher than your world
the purpose is life and love is there

There is a deeper way
than what you know
and love — the seventh wave —
is the future and only way

:: 01-29-2014 ::


MAJESTIC HEART

WHAT majesty the tender heart
dressed in heaven’s regalia
of red, purple and blue
morning sunrise against you

I more than once, thought
your voice a violin
sweeps me off my feet
a saintly hymn

— magnificence wrought

I tremble when you speak
hearing any chorus I agree
and quiver at the knee
Tender heart stay with me

Majestic heart
believe in me

:: 01-29-2014 ::


MY ASYLUM IS WELL

IF the world be held
by a thread of despair
let our love repair

Such state of disrepair
reeks injustice for life
and conjures illness

Where is the outrage
against such injustice
that derange dictate

My asylum is well
but the madness runs
and the keys it holds

My world such beauty
nature states refinement
In the end love repairs

:: 01-28-2014 ::


ODE TO DEEP REGRET

SUCH pain!  I cannot refrain
from the deepest regret
My need to greet your words
wishing freshingly painted
upon your notes scribbled
But fate or other monster
bestowed this trick
that my heart would fall
for one who long ago
passed beyond the flesh

:: 01-27-2014 ::


LIFE’S FACTS

A SENSATION greeted
a feeling today
— one could see
the other could judge

Soon they became bored
— if it could ever be so —
and off they went
— to find EGO

:: 01-11-2013 ::


ART

IF you wish to see reality…look out the window.

If you want to view art…
look within.


WISDOM VISITED

THE visitor denied a knock
upon the weathered oak
— of my door

Startled firstly by the sight
this a visitor standing
— upon my floor

His travels did surely age
such genteel features
— ancient eyes so brilliant

Before great solidity I almost spoke
then instinct took me whole
— hush and listen to the voice

The words — before he left — were wisdom
a gift beyond most priceless treasure
— fair well my friend…

and hope we meet again

:: 01-24-2014 ::


MY SICKNESS

CONFESSION for the heart
one who knows the pain
a sharp knife
— to the soul

All things I see and hear
whether touch or smell
is poetic
— to my ear

Life drives me maddingly so
the words slide off me tender
and into a skillet
— where they burn

Wish I do for a release
into a world from pain and fear
my soul mate come unto me
for I fear the time
— too late

:: 01-22-2014 ::


I DIG LOVE

I DIG love
like it’s honey
I dig love
in the morning
I dig love
…so sunny

What you say
liqurious lips
passion bites
and I sing
scream and grind

I dig love
hm – oh yeah
in the morning
and sunset too
mid-day sweets

I dig love…
yes I do
mostly I dig
— you

:: 01-22/2014 ::


LIFE BY NUMBERS

LOVE seeps into affairs
my sweet love…
Speaks in ancient words
sweet love
burns the rule book
— so be strong love
changes the world
and doesn’t paint
life by numbers
sweet love…

Who you want love
isn’t by any name
the tongue can’t speak
the feeling you have
so you’re going to have
to take the tiger
by its tail sweet love
and devour it’s heart
Love is a chore
for the strongest hearts

:: 01/22/2014 ::