On the day I pass I believe I'll stop by -
Orly Terrace to tell my friends goodbye
Check on love notes carved in Pine trees -
and hunt for 'crawdads' one last time at my
favorite creek , walk the side roads like they
were dirt again , chase the ice cream man
down the road just one more time , feet flying , half dollar in hand* ....

Wrapped up in January weather , the metaphysical snow disfiguring the ground , prudence , creativity ... I don't know about God , but I'm praying anyhow , with one eye on the candied , cocoanut flake yard* ...

In the depths of dreaming my body fails to awaken
My eyes race back and forth
Like a camera trying to capture every for the brain to rearrange
I can or can't feel my heartbeat
I wake up in a sweat but why
My body aches as if I ran a marathon
I need fluids to replenish my muscles
My brain surely would appreciate that
As I rise to make sure everything's in place
I look at you and smile it was not a dream just reality
I'll kiss you gently relive this dream

.

Of broken branch and multi-colored stone façade
the pathway steals my outward glance
Winding through the cottage hills
like kite string freed by a strong wind, it spills
Patterns shadow in abstract array
through barbed wire and solid steel
barricades, creating menacing shapes,
criss-crossing narrow wheel ruts of long ago

Obstacles, of stead and stood,
branded in a wilting wood
directions carved to empty me of all I know as good

Within my chest sits a living compass,
beating my quest in a never ending melody,
sweet as caramel cream pie and pointing
towards the sun, which sits before me
two hills above the horizon on this new day
Temptation beckons over my right shoulder,
whistling in the breeze of delicious
offerings, and I do hunger

Take your glow of nectarines
cool refreshing summer streams
for I shan’t waver, not an inch, her love calls in my dreams

Midday, as the solar glow finds my shoulders red
and sweat clings like life in dampened conclusions,
blisters form bringing the pain of decisions made before
and I would have it no other way, for this I deserve
Mountains faced of fractured stone break my crawl,
rubble sweeps my feet, as my knees bleed,
thirst speaks in the language of a long feared enemy,
yet I do not listen…

State your case in hammered stone
tear my skin of broken bone
no tethered vines of loneliness shall sway me from my home

My shadow now waits before me, long and slender,
molded by dried weathered foot prints, my foot prints,
once heading a direction opposite my heart
Many years old yet still their outline remains as a warning,
When I see it, the lilac arbor, scented in old desires and
new in life, encasing a glow, melodies of gold finch song
as my eyes find your smile, an extended hand, a soft touch
I have found my way home, to you

*Decisions made along the way
mistaken steps of lost array
when found my every dream it longs within your arms to stay

All you have to do is try
Life was not meant to be easy
Let those challenges strengthen you
Put your heart into everything you do
Go forth and go for the gold
Shine that bell
Reach for the light
In order to make your world bright

If you wish to know me the path runs through
my poetry* ...

Home of stinking breath , bat **** rides filthy air
Refusing to hearken , aluminum -
beer cans crushed , pitched into full -
trash receptacles , father the vagrant -
pining for replenishment , mother -
the receptionist trying to feed fearful -
children
Just build a 'Still' in your ******* room and drown in the copper kettle
Drunken men emulating the Phoenix , may your plume of smoke -
travel faraway from your children , may they attain the mettle
to lead normal lives , close your disaster like a ridiculous book ,
shelve your selfishness and the toll it took* ....

I bite my lip and
twist the corners of
my shirt over and
over again
tap my feet and
run my hands through
my curtain of hair  

My chest contracts
and I feel so
suppressed and
awakened as if
just at this moment
I crawled out of my
rock and caught a
glimpse of the daylight

I'm trying so hard
to keep the crazy
different and expanding
thoughts together because
I know they're brilliant
but they have yet to be
spoken aloud or told

but it's difficult when
you're surrounded by
demanding flawed
people who are good
people but who will never be
able to see the true
hidden wonders of the
world

like how it isn't such
a simple place to run
or live in or make up
but a place filled with
hidden treasures and
different people of a kind
who will one day come
out and unite all our
extraordinary ideas

and I swear to myself
that I will live to contribute
to that day and it will
all have been worth it
in the end because
some sacrifices exist
towards the end of time
for the greater universe
that will be brought into
existence built upon
our soulful bones and
willful shoulders and
extraordinary ideas.