I see angels in the flowers
On long hot walks
Dry summer hours
With each bloom arose
New hope, new growth
Open the wind
Sound of leaves, slapping petals, flapping wings
Flying
In the flowers,
Their wings of light
bright glow of hope, new growth
Opening wide
The biggest hug of life
Wings enfold, petals close
Welcoming in,
Harvesting, joy, love & life
Angels’ eyes
See the truth and love in me
Sweet perfume release bequeath
new joy, new blooms
Serenity
A garden of rooms open wide
All shutters and doors expose
dark crevices and hidden corridors
Bright light in, glow of hope
Flowers bloom
Wind dances through
Sound of leaves, petals slapping,
Flapping wings
Flying
Angels
Bow & rise an eternity of hours
Hot summer sweet & sours,
But my shadowed eyes can still
See the angels in the flowers.

A muffled walk, soft foot-falls
Pain like distant rain
Electro tests: Yes/No…
I’m insane.
A---slug---gg-ishh -----temmmm-----po
Or.. hypersonicspeed

How do I define and clear all these weeds?

Focus FOCUS!
A twisted pile of metal, cloth, food and trash
Paper, paper everywhere
And not a spot to think—
What does it mean?

(Tear them down
Tear them down.)

They say: ‘Why can’t you be happy?
Why pick apart everything?’

I want to tredge through these mines
I want to clear the Dead Waste
I want all blocks removed one by one.
I want someone to call me Sane.
I want to feel and love
I want to open my heart to you.
But
How can anyone come through
Unless the boulders are removed?

Tear them down
Tear them down.

It does help,
To put thoughts to paper;
To lay them out FLAT.
To see the words and meaning,
To feel the rhyme and reason,
To string them out like pearls-
To count the beads,
To put between tooth and nail,
To examine every line and curve.
(These words)
An empty chattering echo in head,
A hollow, indecipherable boom,
A cacophony of giggling and chittering
Whirlwind of birds .
(these words).
Outside the head, these thoughts
And words are tamed in chains,
Captured on these lines-
Taking space on a page.
For who to read?
For You, my sweet-
All these words are for You.

The wind is violent,
Knocking, flapping and rustling,
Slapping, tumultuous
Rolling like waves
I am swept
Savoring the mad sea-breeze
Savoring life
Rolling the sweetness on my tongue
Palm fronds slap delicious
A storm is brewing
Ocean spray spits smartly
Birds give way
Mother Nature is respected here
Nothing is contained
To the Queen we all bow and give way
Glance furtively under slit lids
Perhaps her wake, her eye will pass us by
With no more than a slap or tweaked cheek
Her notice, her scornful gaze
Can turn our hearts to waste
Our lives to dust
Our ocean mother laughs at the weak
Barricade of glass
Her tinkling laughter can shatter dreams
But oh, her majesty
What glorious banners she weaves
To trail her horizon is fool’s folly
Her train may wreck,
Her abuses bruise us
But to behold her wake, her glory
Her tresses, her face
Risking defeat and death is
A small price to pay
Surfing the wind, surfing the sun
After all nothing remains the same-
And my life is but a mere passing dust speck
In the mote of her eye
Keep me here fair queen
Bowed by your feet
Please don’t rub me out-just yet
All sadness departs when I hear your music
In the rustling flapping of leaves
The ocean roars and thunder booms
Your symphony oh sweet dear
Your symphony this day
So priceless to pay
Melon rolls sweetly on my tongue
Drops of honey linger-a **** tang
Like a mermaid lying beached upon the sand
Gathering in the ancient hush of the sea
These rumblings of the planet
Sea spray bathing my face
Foam like the spurts of ***
From a loved one
Lovers embrace
The rhyme and song is ancient
I feel a soft hush rumbling lullaby
Sea song siren cry
The rhythm and lull
The beat like ***
An ******* crescendo
Again and again-my heart beats in rhythm to hers
The goddess of the sea
Surfing the sun, surfing the wind
Rays like waves splash my face.

You are the heat between my thighs
You’re the salt thrown in my eyes
I did not realize you’d be the one I miss
I set you aside and turned on my side to:
Drift to shift, to hit or miss, to sleep and dream
And start the rift.
Fluttering of eyelids; Nightwings to Dreams
I did not realize
You’d be the one I miss.
No need for this:
Electric kiss, cyber drip; cyber rain
And digital pain
Shackles galore promises more flesh to rent
A white empty cold plastic comfort
But no flesh will render me asunder
Will we ever go under, you and I?
I wonder
I didn’t realize oh Dear
I did not realize you’d
Be the one I miss or long to kiss
To wish for this:
No more hit or miss
Please
Reach through your cold plastic box
Knock on screen
Knock knock
Let me in