Are we poles apart
a dress rehearsel  
for a form of art
who get's hurt
and who has fun,
is it papel tops
or is it nOnes;
Were The human heart
pigmented
for the colour of blood
are we hinged on Icarus wings

Asked?

the third world from the sun.

Once green once bright once brown
bones of white summoned by the ground
very close so close flesh of the frail,
warm in the marrow and hot on the bone the call of winter embraced by the old

I am con-fiding

myself blocked crossed cuffed muffed mopped

satire Sen-ry-you'd

Is this the post office

Forgiveness
doesn't change the past
it supports the future.

Take me as I am
cause a reaction
understanding
not a transaction
set it off,
and
🎬
ACTION.

I would love for it to be so
As our love did grow
From a bed of roses
to the close of day
dust to dust
under a bed of daisies
God willing if we must.

Poetry is a dark horse that suddenly ignites

I found myself
in a circle of chips
fighting the circus of life
if only the old oak
could shed some light
I guess his bark
was bigger than his bite.

The sun will melt you
Only the soul carries weight
Nothing else matters.

Concern are of great value
and peace will turn
the earth green

The grand prize
love seen through
an adopter's eyes
are precious child
diamond's guise

Drain the sinewed brain

of twilight's limboed occult

help the humane rest

inspire our futures first

nightmares die
where good dreams live

Don't lose your mind
even the best road
break sometime
open your eyes
to nightmarish
weather
touch the dewdrops on a
dreamcatchers feather
let the heartbreak bind
stroke your soul
give yourself a hug
and love your mind.

Swim like fish
test the shallows
go deep
if the water suits you
stay over
fall asleep.

She had acquired the taste.
The hundredth kiss made her an absolute connoisseur.

True peace is found
through pain
you cannot overcome
what you haven't gained
happiness after the vain
are a rainbow
truly explained.

His love
lived in my eyes
ups and downs
little white lies
we played joy
well after dark
knickers around
his twisted toes
a gentle pose
inside
my scented rose
he held me tight
by the band
on my hand
peace and one love
is a song he sang
my hallelujah's
I sing
to his soul
I still hear
his heart beat
heaven behold.

Humm to the tree
rustle with its leaves
listen closely
to its voice
hear from the earth
see the truth
we are
destroying her
roots.

So you may Come or you Can go
the Choice is yours not the snow's.

He writes of the spaces in between
where few actually notice
taking note of movements
like blowing a whistle
he nibbles on his quill
observing shadows
below his lantern.

Alaskan flakes falling
lullaby Leaves sway trees sleep
Northern sun's pausing

A ring got stolen
at promises broken
it was a midsummer
nights storm
like crimson came over
the frame of a clover
sacked the sea
over Dover
a fish that could fly
a pirates eye
and a leprechaun's lie
made the most
beautiful mermaid cry.

In a scribble
grammar-sphere
Covid-spastic-wormholes
from a new world intelligence.

Come on dudes this is a personal invite
who-ever own the guru-rules out there
come clear make contact
let's boogie on Bach
eat together with Spock,
vegans are welcome too
no disecting
no probes
no props
only sunlight strobes
just the few of us
a humpback tv
Danny Glover, Aeon flux
and Spielberg,
indulged in mars bars and smoked-yeast,
if the kitchen heats up I'll offer you
oil Sheik in galaxian crude dip with
elongated Musk on fire and ice.

Her
the Queen
of Eiffel.

Him
the King
a director of Pisa.

On coronation day.

I touch your skin
with my mouth
I inhale your soul,
your essence is the heart
of the morning breeze
upon my lips
I am set alight
burning after your horizon
my petals pulsate
until I slump inside your chest
I am the sunflower
you are my fire
I follow you like mist
meets the sun
with me
it's all or nothing.

In the quest for the existential
need of nuturing oneself

we dangle in the jungle
by burning candles

it is a super humane thing
drawing ink from another

Secret leaks from
a writer's pen

for we were blind

even keeping
the true devil in mind

sacred to ourselves
as we trip by default
over our own thin lines.

I get motion sickness
in retrospect
of some people's thoughts

What can I say about mirrors
except that some colonialists bought and painted country's with its reflection
or as they would Jo-Kingly recall
Give a monkey a mirror and he will think he's a God

Earth grind slutty slime
pulled from a minds remembral
an extinguisher.

Happiness and laughter
love and sadness,
turn a heart inside out
choose a partner
or grab a pawn
a few things true
much more false
zion pulsed or hells pass
stay woke wake at dawn
vicissitude are such
a natural born.

They saw them
they got them seeing
writing in stone
Intrinsic Baba

He noticed the diminishing light
Unafraid He steps into the rushing rapids he wades in beneath the dreary depth
Engulfed heavy laiden he trudges toward the dark torment of the
Everlasting abyss following the skylight and the torch on the hand of the berieved garnishes hope
From within the light of the living
With a spirit of power in the blood
He overcame death emerging victorious
Releasing grace and life everlasting
A new dawn in this mournful age

Adam and Eve's fall

It's cold in the garden babe

Dig this hip fig leaves

The humane big heart
defeats superficial fear
love works inside out
She won't grow rotten apples
just look at mamma the earth

My friend
where I am going
you cannot enter
yet you've given me
everything I've ever
needed for my journey Amen.