Like the shadow
that covets the embrace
of day’s dwindling rays
as dark tendrils chase
loving light away,
I to race to face
that which retreats
from my sore and
swollen feet.

Rushing on
but when it is
within fingers reach,
I hear a noise,
I have a thought,
I turn my head,
then turn it back
and like the light
my love is gone.

I believe that the world is blind
Must be ******* blind
Because the horror images
Are so easy to find
You can see the sick disgusting
Blood and gore
Results of war
So ******* better be blind

I belief that the world is deaf
Must be ******* deaf
Because the voices are there
Strangers crying
Brothers plying better poetic wares
Screaming out you better beware
Poetically, comedicly, musically
You have got to be kidding me
When you say you do not hear

I believe this world is *******
Must be ******* *******
Change is overdue
And we cannot undue
The climate calamity
The span of our inhumanity
How the pain spreads
Like bubonic plague
While you walk
Your blue bonnet *** away
Oblivious

I believe in you
Has to be you
You have to choose
Because I can’t do it for you
Perhaps you can see beyond me
Look beyond my fatalism
My sad and painful cynicism
You can’t be worse then I once believed
Maybe you can be better

.

Here on this plain
where my footprints leave
outlines of past travels
and predict forecasts of coming attractions,
I change directions...

I head towards the horizon,
a straight line along this
wayward life,
that imaginary boundary between
then and now,
one foot after the other
seeking...

a different path’s calling,
beckoning my stride,
leading where
shadows disperse and
sunlight fulfills promises
of all that this
life, our destiny has to
offer...

Crickets' song is tickling my ear
As I immerse myself into a
Humid warm darkness
This star filled splendor
Embracing my every cell
So inseparably containing
And I share it with all
That is alive
I inhale the experience

I guess you know by now I hate December
But wondering how I got to be so cold.
Why bother to say, you won't remember.
Some things are better left untold.
I came and stole your heart. You abused my body.
I took your self respect and that's all you had.
You destroyed everything that ever was me.
The more i love you darlin', the more it makes you mad.
Maybe you can't stand to see me happy.
More than that I  hate to see you sad.
But if we decide to leave each other
the outcome would be pretty but bad.
What's this strange relationship?
Isn't it a shame this is no Broadway play?
Then we could rewrite each others lines.
Even at that, what would we say?
It would be like the blind trying to lead the blind.
Maybe I just can't stand to see you happy,
More than that, you hate to see me sad.
Maybe if we had not kissed under the Chinese maple.
Maybe...but sometimes it snows in April.