And the children said' "that's my teacher."
And the team said, "that's my coach."
And the soldiers said, "that's my sergeant major."
And the wife said, "that's my husband."
And the state said, "that's my governor."
And the district said, "that's my representative".
And the workers said, "that's my protector."
And the LGBTQ said, "that's our champion."
And the lady candidate said, "that's my running mate."
And his son said, "that's my dad."
Aug 22, 2024
Aug 22, 2024 at 9:42 PM UTC
**** the clock, leave me be
I have an itch that can not be fully scratched
a hunger never sated
a Jones that never peaks
I am a slave, a concubine,
a conscript to words
they shiver up my spine
and are as a Dragon's flame
I need more to live
like air, and water and love
or the wind's subtle touch
and my muse's flesh against mine
For she has shown them to me
Her rings of passion
that shimmer in the sun
and I swell, hypnotized
**** the clock
rest your hands
I am bewitched
and must needs be met
Leave me be
to our fantasy
She waits for me still
true and wanting
My drug calls
my veins throb
the words, the words
they tell her where I am
Here
I am still here
and the Dragon
must be appeased
Oh tenderness
the sweetness left in my memory
for my wild imagination
to ferment like wine
Drunk now on these visions
impaired with temptation
I taste their milk of love
and suckle to sleep.
**** the clock
though I can not stay here
nestled within her *****
safe from the Dragon's flame
Aye, I must leave
but a spark of permanence remains
a tattoo on my brain
of flesh and sun and rings
Aug 16, 2022
Aug 16, 2022 at 7:18 AM UTC
With my first breath, I become
to wander till the last
to be and be and be some more
time slow at first, soon fast
And with his last draw of this world's breath
an orphan I become
His time well spent I take my place
to hear my distant drum
Dark dying thoughts once swallowed me
like harpies chattering on the wind
But with the truth of death fresh at my door
I greet him as a friend
Together we shall walk and talk
and leaves and stars will fall
I will see the patterns unfold
once hidden revealing all
Aug 16, 2022
Aug 16, 2022 at 6:38 AM UTC
Do I escape here
To my cave
My therapist
My priest
An ear
Does anyone hear
Listen
Care
Is it just minutia
words that get moved around the page
like dust bunnies swirling in the noonday sun
why do I want you to know what goes on in here
inside this cerebral mass
why do I want you to witness the excising of my existence
the vomiting
purging
lancing of these boils
the expressing of **** glands
emptying the dark places
only to fill them up again
I have always wanted to write down my feelings
what I see......emphasis on “I”
I always have felt that I see it differently than you
Not egotistically speaking,
but that I see it the way this mass of cells called Larry sees it
Hello
It is me in here
The one speaking to you now
And if you are reading this
Thank you for listening
Oct 21, 2017
Oct 21, 2017 at 9:59 AM UTC
Dad is home
Dad is old
Old and living
Old and dying
Dying alone
Dying free
Free to be
Free at peace
Peace is work
Peace is hard
Hard to walk
Hard to hear
Hear the TV
Hear the groans
Groans of pain
Groans of time
Time won't stop
Time speeds up
Up at 6
Up and moving
Moving bowels
Moving chores
Chores don't stop
Chores keep strength
Strength to move
Strength to prove
Prove you can
Prove you're a man
Man must live
Man must die
Die someway
Die someday
Someday will come
Someday Sister calls
Calls about Dad
Calls on the phone
Phone calls me
Phone from Dad
Dad eats oatmeal
Dad plays poker
Poker is fun
Poker is life
Life is fleeting
Life is dying
Dying alone
Dying at home
Home....
Dying....
Oct 20, 2017
Oct 20, 2017 at 11:23 AM UTC
I get lost in you
your dreams imbue
my mind
like flower and sun
we become as one
entwined
they ne'er cease to give
in my heart they live
divine
Feb 24, 2017
Feb 24, 2017 at 10:41 AM UTC
I will not bend, my heart is true
and I will not kowtow to you
I do not fear your will on me
I am the might of one you see
I'm not alone nor have I been
truth holds us fast from your dark sin
and so wave not your flag at thee
I am the might of one you see
So turn your words around and 'round
till down is up and up is down
mine eye will not its gaze be free
I am the might of one you see
a day will come our voice will roar
your thrown will fall, your voice no more
unmasked and all alone you'll be
I am the might of one you see
Feb 20, 2017
Feb 20, 2017 at 11:51 PM UTC
a longing for you
over took my pen tonight
for your voice was the night wind
and then with closed eyes
and full heart you came to me
your soft touch from miles away
Feb 19, 2017
Feb 19, 2017 at 11:08 PM UTC
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!
Feb 2, 2017
Feb 2, 2017 at 11:44 AM UTC
I write the wind that blows today
wind that chills me to the marrow
It's furry takes my breath away
brings fear of my tomorrow
What power o're this wind to slay
none that I can see
I write the wind that blows today
that's all that's left for me
Jan 31, 2017
Jan 31, 2017 at 10:26 PM UTC