I hear the clock ring
Is it time to get ready
As I open up my eyes
I see there isn't time
To get some thing to
Eat it is almost time
For me to leave and
If I leave right now I
Can make it to work
At least about eight
I been late once this
Week and boss was
Kind of upset didn't
Say any thing to me
But I could tell that
He was not pleased
As he had seen me
I will have to work
Over time and walk
In the woods in the
Dark and the leaves
Rustling in the trees
The full moon hangs
Like magic in the air
And suddenly some
Strange sound you'l
Hear some tinkering
In the air like in some
Dream but there isn't
Any thing for you to
Fear as you do go a
little nearer it is no-
thing for you to fear
its just fairies within'
a forest night twirlin'
through the air upon
a beam of starry light
Dark and the moon
4d ago
May 30, 2026 at 4:23 AM UTC
I awoke to a dream
In the middle of my sleep
On a dark and stormy night
I could hear the wind
Whistling at the corners
Of the cold window pain
I turned my head to the side
As I opened my sleepy eyes
It was then I had realized
By way some were dressed
When my eyes were focused
I awoken in some other time
Looking around I realized
That a party was going on
In some abandon mansion
With the smell of *****
Lingering in the bedroom
It was like a Jane Austin novel
During romantic poetry period
And I had even recognized
Some faces that I had seen
Percy Shelly had been there
William Blake Blake also
Toking upon some kind of pipe
Filling a lamp with some oil
Writing poetry upon a table
and looking up I had recoiled
when I had seen Mary Shelly
And her Frankenstein lover
Waltzing in the high wood tower
5d ago
May 29, 2026 at 10:17 PM UTC
Now and then
I come to think
What greatest fear
Can life bring
And death does come
Across my mind
But so do the thoughts
Of my daily life
For all things
Has gathered thought
But it's shadow
I have not sought
For it shall come
No matter what
For these are things
That I cannot stop
And I put it all
In the hands of God
Just like the rising
Of the stars and sun
And money comes
But money goes
Those are all things
That I cannot control
But i do guess
Yes I do suppose
That I would want
Enough to live in ease
And not to live in poverty
Like a hobo in the street
And to spend uselessly
On things I do not need
Or to spend selfishly
And not to place it's value
Before my fellow man
These are things that
My soul must understand
May 26
May 26, 2026 at 6:58 PM UTC
Now that only the
memories remain
Is it more painful
To recall your face
Yes I believe it is
Un heard stream
Of time passes so
Softly in our Life
That we do forget
Only 'til memories
Are the only thing
That we have left
May 15
May 15, 2026 at 4:07 AM UTC
The room is now empty as
The waves out side pound
I am sitting here thinking
Where my thoughts hang
Around to climb the social
ladder and to finally make
It at last lost in the parties
And all the drinking all of
The useless endeavors the
Snorting shooting in your
Veins that never gets you
Anything just a early end
And Lousy morning hang
Overs only to do it again
And again and again etc
now my liver is just about
gone and I have cancer in
my kidneys and I hear a
knocking at my door just
about every night a slow
rapping and I know who
it is I can see his fist bend
ing at the wrist and more
sadly now than ever ever
before the waves pound
on the shore and I hear a
slow knocking at my door
The parties were constant
But were otherwise useless
Now doom is at my door
With a needle in my arm
like a reaper is his image
He wants my life and more
And now there is no party
It's like a memory in the air
And no body does even care
And that's why doom is here
And now the moon is bright
Like magic hangs in the air
Once again I heard a knock
I believe that I over done it
I am not able to even stand
I believe I have over dozed
May 3
May 3, 2026 at 1:09 AM UTC
Your the ice cold lover now
On your ******* jack soap box
Cookin' crank on sunset
On the blvd. of the lost
Layin' out on the floor
Of the small hotel room upstairs
Listenin' to the Jefferson Airplane
Reading books about Atlantis and Voltaire
Your lawyer showed up at the Omnibus
Making excuses for his lost case
And his face glowed with deceit
As we were lost in his paper chase
I don't know why I was disappointed
Judges and lawyers are all the same
Well dressed in their three piece suits
But they can never feel the pain
I was listening through ur apartment door
I could hear Terry Ried singing Super Lungs
And in between some Kurt Cobain songs
Later you had that far away look in your eyes
The kind you get when your thinking
But not actually really listening to what I was saying
I wonder what it was this time
What it was that you weren't revealing
Some hidden aspect in your past life
Some dyin' ember that was still burning
Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 12:27 PM UTC
I am able to feel you
When your far away
Your skin so smooth
When I put my hand
Upon your warm leg
Also feel your breath
Upon my face as we
Kiss and we embrace
Yes can also feel your
Love within my heart
When were far apart
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 10:02 AM UTC
The city lys awake
In the narrowly lit midnight
It's neon lights flashing
Advertising motels and night clubs
And through the laughter
By the doorway down the sidewalk
Around the corner down the alley
A old wino slowly walks
The satin mist is his blanket
On the last night of his existence
A bottle of thunderbird is his companion
The only one who ever listened
Many dreams went down the gutter
Where he awoke on many cold mornings
Before the tragedy that led him to this
His life was worth living
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 9:04 AM UTC
The early morning's sun
Does left winter's gloom
As it does remind me of
How I do feel about you
Admis all of the toil and
All of life's constant pain
And though the constant
Struggle and driving rain
You have brought peace
To my aching heart and
A gentle time of release
From heart breaks past
And to all relations that
Left me broken hearted
For trusting a love that
Only left me me crying
But now I see a new sun
It's rising in the horizon
So again I will trust love
I cannot live without it
Apr 27
Apr 27, 2026 at 11:32 AM UTC
Laughing out my window
Two maidens do pass on by
Not knowing the thoughts
Harbored within' my mind
And as their noisy chatter
Is swallowed by the night
I do seek my cosmic truths
By my burning candle light
I can hear the rustling wind
Blowing at my wooden door
Coming in through the space
That is right above the floor
It will never ever reveal the
Stories that it has has heard
Bout the cosmic windy cycle
That never will cease to turn
And there is nothing to say
That hasn't been said before
But maybe upon some lucky
Day I' find wat I do look for
I'll discover that hidden door
Down hall way of no return
Approaching I'll turn the ***
And will face the endless void
Apr 26
Apr 26, 2026 at 6:30 PM UTC