I TOUCH a moment
caress it’s skin
cold it be solemnly
Cast aside it is
for another time
this moment sadly
breathes a last breathe
It cries within
— so am I
::01-15-2014::
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CAST ASIDE
THE BUZZARDS
AND who do you hear
when the last shoe drops
a tree fell within my forest
the party of life too noisy
but the buzzards…
they can smell
And when your star fell
upon who’s ground burned
the last of love’s hope
a grub worm saw
— yes it did
you dig into the dirt
I’ve got a question…
but the answer
is too hot
I’ve got a question…
but the response is rot
And…
Who you know isn’t so
and the night loves her cloak
what you see isn’t so
I touched a third rail…
— just to feel
::01/16/2014::
SHATTERED
AND here I sit
— shattered
upon a ruinous estate
All the world a glass
and looking through to me
t’was nothing but a shadow
And now more of the lesser
— the church bells singing
a beginning or ending its ringing…
Perchance the dance of life
or requeim for the dead
::01-15-2024::
FEAR
JUST a moment
that which we lose
when pain regrets
— it’s touch
a shallow feeling ensues
engulfs the good in all
Plainly said
— in all remorse
the cause nothing
less than fear
It moves the world
and burns our dreams…
::01-14-2014::
THE LAST KISS
AND the last kiss
from the last lovers
on the last day
for Mother Earth
reignite the flowers
swimming fish
flying birds
crawling things
And the hope
for humanity
and all creatures
large and small
This is love…
::01-14-2014::
OVER THE CLOUDS
MY feet bleeding
have walked upon
red roses
Tenderly touching
an echo of my soul
longing for a home
What distance away
in desperation walk
shall I return home?
Far I fear… so far
away beyond the hills
and over the clouds
::01-14-2014::
ROBUST LOVER
SECRET dream I expected you!
this today I said to another
you would be here to explain
my strange being yesterday
What say you today my love!
do shadows flee in red love
and scamper about in weakness
say no because I know such love
Show your face in love flower
run with me across fire fields
smell my lust robust lover
fall upon my stems lower now
Kiss me petal flesh-see
touch my heart forever-be
hug me hot-bee sting stick
die love-bee with only-me
::01/13/2014::
FORMAL GREETING
MY DEEPEST despair, a formal greeting
Such reasons like pompous meanings
My heart bleeding upon corner stones
Such time until I become seconds
My hands so calloused in meaning
Of feelings, heart, and believing
Tis a frightful way
Regressed living
My cage small in existence
But now is paramount to be
if nothing just for me
A summer breath burning
From flesh–to–boiling–it’s me
::01/13/2014::
CELLO SPEAK FOR ME
THE pain speaks clearly
no introduction needed
A bastard for a mumble
the razor edge bleeds
No need to plead–indeed
such weakness is meat
for fangs deeply digging
— in me such remorse
To believe in love indeed
cello speak for me…
this night I bleed eternally
::01-12-2014::
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