I lay upon the tranquility
beneath the stars
Wondering at the wonder
that made us who we are
The water's are black
but warm around me
I float like the ripples
of the surrounding sea .
There is a silence
that I long to know well
Somehow it's alluded me
All I can say is oh well
Eventually I wash up
onto the shore
I crawl up
like my ancestors before
I sit on the dunes
the sands of my time
That once were great moutains
made out of granite and lime
But before all of this was
Before even the wetness of sea
Even before there were
the great mountains that be
Farther back than
than any memories
I wonder where is the point
from where did I depart
to make my journey's home
to find a new start

Please !
Take a man's love
and he will give you anything .
And you will have everything .
Then you are able to give him life .

True love takes .
For your happiness you must learn
to take love not give it away .
You become rich in love the more you take .
Have you ever heard of the saying ,
"The Power Of Love" .
That means as you hoard others love
you become powerful in love .
A powerful lover is Jesus .
He takes your love and gives you life .
You will too by taking others love
you give them life .

You have to be odd
to be number one

Waiting !
For your next message
Wondering what
Wondering who
Your long overdue

Promising !
While I cruise
CNN news
While I read between
Your lines

Breathing !
All of me
Is so hard to do
When I'm caught
Waiting on you

Interstate
Internet love sick song
Leaves  me
Tap Tap Tap
Blue

I really have nothing to say
It's the echo ,"Number nine , number nine."
As I stand remembering the words ,
"Steel and Glass , steel and glass."
"While my guitar gently weeps."

There was "Lucy in the sky with diamonds."
I thought I'd never be the same
"Happiness is a warm gun."
"And we all lived beneath the waves
in our yellow submarine."

(will be red instead of green holding up an AR-15 instead of a torch)

Give me your bloodied
Your poor dead souls
Your huddled masses
Crouching in fear
On the concentration Camp's floor
Become someone's
Wretched refuge teeming
By the score
Send these now to me the Homeless
Bullet riddled  bodies lying on the floor
I lift up my spotlight
To see the young and the Old lying in the door

I book a room at Porto Buzios Bay
Balcony , overlooking bay
Was just a two hour drive from Rio
I was elated while so blue
Making this trip without you

Evening breeze sway the trees
Always made me so forlorn
Reminding me of a love that's torn
Apart for reasons now unknown

Table for one please
She smiles politely
Takes me to a secluded set

Make it a frozen Margarita , no salt
And I toast the town and bay

I have no plans for tomorrow
Nor for any day

All I need is an artist to paint my bay

Ever the moments
of nothing
Lingering
as gray clouds
before a warm dawn
I feel at home
in loneliness
I see no need
for it
to be gone
Mulling over the
history
of the days
that I could never forget
Some make me happy while
others fill me with regret
It's between just me
and my maker
Who seems to always
be around
He allows the thoughts
to be resurrected
Before I put them
back underground

Page one :

Drifting on the river watching the thunderstorms
thrash it out in the distance . I wait
on the thunder
but it never comes .

Page two:

There in second grade
thrown through the open window of innocence
Punished but the thunder never comes

Page three:

The ashes grow
colder
making me bolder
And I think
that this day
the thunder comes

Step away from the window
Or you may get hit and die
From the lead bullets
Of a car passing by

Don't drink city water
It's full of poisonious lead
Don't trust the governor
when he says it won't mess with your head

So he was bullied
One day after school
Drug  into the alley
His funeral was cool

Stopped because your
Left turn signal was out
Beaten and shot
Because there was some doubt

There is no North side
South side , East or west
It's all no man's land
Don't be foolish and second guess

Mark down
the seconds between
the flash and boom

That's the distance
True love blooms

Marriage is the leading cause of divorce !

I didn't really want too . . .
I didn't want to go there . . .
I didn't want to test it
You see I still have
all of my fears

Still I couldn't help it . . .
I hit the button play . . .
And as the music started
Please God I prayed

The room turned to purple
As Prince began to play
I looked back upon the memories
Of a love I held once upon that day

As the purple rain fell in torrents
My purple tears began to fall
Now all I have to hold on to
Is the music between these walls

"I didn't want to hurt you
I didn't want to cause you any pain"

And as the tears turned into rivers
They overflow with purple pain

When I have grown so weary
When I've hit the rocky wall
When my feet have all grown heavy
causing me to stumble
then to fall
I will rise bruised from the rubble
dust off the relics of my dreams
then I will beckon to my call and move on at any means
.

Say it on the sounds delayed
Breathe into me words so frail
I will take and turn them into one huge triumphic wail
.

When you have mowed me down
When you've counted me as out
I will be the one left standing in my faith
not shaking nor in doubt

blue jeans are made of these
  1. Belt loops
  2. Rivets
  3. Perhaps patches on the
     knees
  4. Zippers
  5. Button fly instead
  6. Frayed ends from
     countless days on end
  7. Indigo dye
  8. Dried blood that never
     came out
  9. White paint speckled
     about
10. All the memories made
11. Treasures that were
      blue jean made

It's not a science ,

it's more a faith .

The feeling I get

when I sing ,

' Amazing Grace '

The distance may have had no visible edge
As the dust was stirred into a plague
And the reasons seemed dim
And tattered by the storm

And we trudged on through every mile
Using only our wits to beguile
While the sun looked down
baking our desires with resolve

We looked up to face the sun
Cracked lips and blistered skin hung
From the bones and sinewy thoughts
Of the dammed destined to be lost

One by one we fell and died
While the lake mirages flat out lied
And the scorpions taunted us so
"You fools you've got no where to go"

And the coolness of the evening
Came to late except for the grieving
And all it could do
Was hover over the dead

There was no guilt nor any innocence
There was only the reality of circumstance
That death is a certainty
While life is not

So the sun rose on another day
Everything will in time have it's say
But this morning the desert
remained silent in it's refuge

The little girl is crazy or at least she tells us she is

She like's to upset people . She does all the wrong things in the right way

I say you will never be saved . She smiles because she knows that is what she made me say

You will destroy yourself
And she smiles even more at all the attention

She does all the things crazy . She studied hard and learned how to get her way

She is notching another victory over the fear she so loves to create

But sooner or later she must put up or shut up . Then her wheel of fortune must stop

And now she will act out her rage
or face the humiliation instead

So she will cross the line of demarcation . Between the living and the dead

And we will be relieved
So let's not pretend we cared

She will join her ancestors
In her already forgotten  grave

Yes she is truly crazy but that no longer bothers me

After she is gone another one will take her place

1971
when I was 21
unfulfilled dreams
were bred , then bled out over time
time drips by the second
from the icicles of my sorrow

the winds out of Africa
bring rain and destruction
to my Gulf of Mexico sound

blue . . . covers the canvas
with dark reds , and space to fill
the brushes are stiff from
impropper cleaning

58 days till next year . . . 1972

California is calling me . . .
but I don't want to go
the grass is bluer at home
the grass has red canvass strokes
from such useless sacrifice

The poem was titled
"Why did you leave me?"
Another boo hoo love gone wrong poem
I said to myself ,
"Let me see I'm sure it goes like this":
Woke up fell out of bed (Beatles)
"All by myself" "Céline Dion"
"I can't live if living is without you" (Bee Gees)
Yeah , I can smell the classic heartbreak song like a skunk hit by a Mac truck
And what's worse is the people who will ogle over it and praise it saying :
"I so relate to this poem"
"Thank you for sharing "
adding to another collection !
Humph !

I'm lucky .
All my broken hearts came cheap .
No bomb exploding inside inside the house blowing away half the family .
No children drowned crossing the sea .
No wife sacrificing herself for her family .
No I was lucky
Just girls and women dumping me
because I had to work on weekends
Or I smacked my lips while eating
Or the ever used , no reason at all
Yeah , they left with everything intact
No blown up house
No babies lying on a beach
Everything intact but my sanity
For two cents you can have that

Maybe I will read that poem anyway
Every breakup is unique
And real
Just maybe it will touch my soul

I opened up today
with cereal coated
in sun's rays

I ate every last flake
And got sunburned
Now my tummy shakes  

I asked Brenda Sue
If I could kiss her lips
"What ! You certainly can no do "

Then it began to rain
I had no umbrella
Was my refrain

Quick give me your coat
and she put it on her head
Like a boat

Then we ran in the drench
Comming down big drops
That soaked me hence

We made safety
Behind the store
She so dry reliably

Handed me my dripping coat
Then kissed on my cheek
Left handing me a note

Next time on the lips

My love is caged
like a wild beast
I see you walk by and I growl
deep within my throat

These bars that separates us
will not be forever
One day I shall be free
to have my way with you

I stretch my claws for someday
I will claw you
I lick my fangs for someday
I will bite your neck and thrash you

I shall stalk you
and crouch in shadows
With only yellow green eyes
will you see in the reflections of your light

I shall leap and pin your
helpless arms with my paws
I will look into your eyes and growl
You will feel my hot breath upon your neck

I will bite you , then taste your flesh
My claws will rip you
Bite after bite , rip after rip
It will be my pleasure

My love is a caged love
but I will have my treasure
These bars cannot hold forever
Some day my love will be free

Like the soft green grass
'neath
the morning dew
I'm thinking 'bout you

The tides and change
happens to everything
and everyone that
you ever knew

I can't remember
the whens or whys
we were divided
in two

Cassidy . . .

Ah ! The nightime stars
appear so near
yet they are so far
We have cut their beams

We had our plans
The world was our's
if it was only
in our dreams

Oh ! Cassidy

You drove your car
a Cadillac
the top pulled down
and the radio on

I asked you ,"Where ?"
you said,"I don't care
as long
as we are moving on."

Remember those
night time wails
and the days
we spent in jail

The women we met
The broken drum set
The times we said ,
"We're going to Hell !"

Oh ! Cassidy !

In Mexico you
met your match
on the railroad tracks
trying to escape the pain

Your hand was hot
but the deck was stacked
so you cashed
out of the game

The Tequila was warm
but the night
was cold
and your clothes were thin

You went to sleep
and left
the pain behind
never to wake again

Cassidy , oh Cassidy !

Like the soft green grass
beneath
the morning dew
I'm thinking 'bout you

I fought for want of will
Lay beaten and ******
for what turned out to be nil

So I go as all mankind must do
Descending into the dark of night

I labored for want of will
But heavy now are  my steps
I have no more to instill

Let me pass beyond the gate
To the green pastures beside still waters of the lake

I switched browsers from Chrome to Duckduckgo and I have no more problems with my screen hopping around or trouble posting poems .

P   picture perfect paintings

O   of openmouthedness
       oversimplication

E    evolving erudite
       eclamations
T    terminal tepid
       translations
R    rancid rich rauccous

Y     Yearning yesternight's
        yottabytes

Only the answers why
As I gaze at an evening crescent

Only between the sighs
As blood flows , porous , effervescent

So it was this time due
Ripped the scars vertically

For all these feelings . . . you're
Taken into nothing totally

Yes in my heart I bleed
Day , tomorrow , in eternity

Falling the crescent seed
By night dark without paternity

One hundred and one stitch
Reside to mend this remake fantasy

So flies the weathered witch
Across a crescent moon above me

Second hand moonlight ray
Second guessing all that which I gave

Will I live to see day
Silence knows but there is nothing to say

I like to roll in thunder
Smoke lightning all night long
I like to drink dark whiskey
From a large hollow log
Mama just shook her head
That one's gonna be a dog

I like to shake those snakes and bones
Give me spades with five cards down
I ain't into living
But it sure beats underground
And I'll meet my maker
In the alley back around

I like mean hearted women
I like to make em squeal
They always come back for seconds
Saying "Is this guy for real"
But they find that I moved on
I like the smell of burning wheels

I like rolling in thunder
Drinking white lightning from a jar
Don't wait up for me baby
I'm aready gone too far

By bye !

P.S. - Don't you even think about calling .

Are not

ALL politicians

Tax collectors

Thieves

Liars

Perjurers

Murderers

Forgerers

All by the nature of their trade

Selected by their kind

Suckling on an unlit pipe
(Talk about your pipe dreams)
Drag a name all over the place
While you jolly at the screams
You ! Yes You !
You don't care anymore

With creme in the corners of your mouth
You talk of trophies collected
About how you might be moving South
As if Carpet baggers were superior
To white trash

In the labored book of pages
All the print has been pressed and
Preserved in numerical stages
"Pressed and Preserved"
Like the life of the rose
Bitter in decay

My hand is home to all my dreams

Stop waiting on the stars
To open your dreams
Let light be
The source of
All your themes
Hide not behind
The moon
Letting lies
Be your doom
Open the letter
Life is just a
Postcard away
No postage due
Sunshine's still free

Her eyes in the moon
Reflection of a dreaming
That I can't awake

A following sun
Now that I am forced to be
A ring in a tree

Futile in my ways
One sees beyond shallow grave
Gurgle in the creek

Can there be so sweet
Your hand making me complete
Sun kissed cool in the twilight

In a circle rule
Come a stroke now of midnight
Silence flies the owl

Twenty-four hours now
Making my day complete
Blue sky , clouds pass by

Keeping my eyes on you

considering all the bliss

and . . . what I would miss

if Sunny never rose


Was it just a dream

There so still you lay

The theft stolen warmth

cheeks cold as winter clay


Death's shadow across lips

without their glaze

Forever etched and readied

for eternal grave


Just a nightmare

Troubling enough to awaken

Long rejected fears

and tears and tears and tears


But I see first significant light

I shake off the fright

Seeing your breathing ease

and all will be Sunny now

Any answers ?

It's over , the tempestuous
The relentless consternation
The delegation of frustration
for the last days of summer

Yet I am saddened to release them
To bid them farewell , God Speed
As another season bids treason and flees
I surrender another complete

Fall embraces me like an old friend
But I am looking west to my recent past
Watching the warmth and hot haze
As summer rides away in a convertable
with the sun , laughing

Be away fall with your crisp sunshine
And hollow desires and false promises
Your chilling touch shakes my heart
Let me embrace my summer again

I'll never be the one
flipped and done
Kiss the sun
Burn your buns
I guess you won

You stabbed my heart
With paper darts
Made me ****
Tree's stripped of bark Apple à la cart

Look down below
Summer's in the snow
Wondering you know
How we just blow
Separately on the go

I was aways opening the door
Backing up on the floor
Stumbling ! Falling !
The fabric of life just tore
Tattering
Who's keeping score ?

I am the embers
In the fireplace of your heart
My fire has made you warm
In the eternal after glow you mark

Your surface is so smooth and worn
A delight to my finger's touch
I really come alive deep inside
When the rush becomes too much

In darkness we see so clear
As I caress the small of back
Liberated from our fears
There is no loving that we lack

By dawn the spooning's heat
is all that will remain
Let me be your chimney sweep
And we will burn again

Just a glimpse of you
All the season's blue

A fiscal derivation
Devised by two

I want to kiss you
To hold do

As the stars swirl
And comets flow

I long to hold
you so

Soon the sun will rise
The moon will set

I will be always
with you

Last star , first star
I wish tonight

I love you

No matter how hard I try
My heart remains
the unsolvable
rubiks cube

I opened the door
To let you in
Just maybe we could default
And start all over again

But now all I can see
There is nothing new to me
Nor will there ever be
A better sound from thee

So I am left
With the choices I made
And I think to myself
I'm the one that's been misled

Foolish pride and utter contempt
Was all the while you beguiled
My greatest sin was to think
That there was truth behind your arrogance

Every sunrise brings new light
Each moment a truth grows strong with new insight
When in fact I turn , reaching back
Only to see you have already gone

He says ,"Everyone deserves the least if they want the most !"

I twist the loose strands of the wicker rocker

"You work hard all you life for nothing ."

"You don't sleep , you blink and bleed while you think , what for !"

"There's no escape , no loose rage in the hot sauce of defeat !"

"No escape , no sleep , don't slip , don't quit . Just bleed and blink and think !"

The glass slide runs up the neck
The whiskey slides down
There is something burning inside
it's my whiskey brown frown

The lights are low
The smoke so thick
I see blues in the sounds
you stroke
with your finger tips

Laughter out there
Someone sitting on every chair
She put a spell on you
into space you now stare

The whiskey soaks in
So does the color to ears
Looking at life through the empty glass of your fears

The bar closes soon
It's getting so late
I've been drinking so much
I drank myself straight

The colors have changed
from blue/black of the night
The rooster crows
I see the beginnings of the red/yellow light

So if I go home
I'm never coming back
She gave no reason as to what it was that I lacked

I am the aggied oak ,
. . . a hold fast of reality .
Now autumn's shield has been lifted
and cold chills my scaly limbs ,
. . . adorned in acorned memory ,
buried beneath the fragile leaves
. . . I will do as you ask of me ,
forget all , so be it as you please .

My thoughts of love
are now hollowed out empty words ,
that fall far from from my presence . . .
like autumn's flying leaves.
The sentences of given grieves ,
can no more bare . . .
the crunch of forgotten feet .
Life naked , stricken ,
stripped down bare . . .
falls the last days of autumnal leaves .
The evening wind sends leaves racing .
So stoic now will I pretend . . .
as the cold chill embraces ,
all my baren limbs .

The vitalis males in pink and yellow
hover over yesterday
in their penny loafers
Only ****** in action
certainly not in thought
Some would go to war to die
others became insurance salesmen or land developers
who would grow up and go
to casinos in Mississippi or New Jersey
Their perma pressed smiles
talked of football championships
that they loved almost as much
as deer hunting and certainly more
than their beauty Queen runner up wives
who took sleeping pills all to often
just before "goodnight"
Success was written on their foreheads
and in their wallets in plastic
Real manly words became gym talk
exposed like lashes on the backs of those who built this nation and raised our children
Talk is as cheap as Chinese steel that will be made in America again !
Ain't that gteat !

Wrapped in indifference
we drift away from our cares
Street sleek comes calling
on deaf doors

We caught the nighthawks
diving into eternity
as summer sweated around
the reckless youth

We would never die
and live forever
In defiance of the
North star

We swear an oath
to street sweets of
no where around
Youthful laughter of love

Those were the years
When we could not be defeated
Those were the years
before we were repleated

Everyone defied the rules
Everyone laughed at death
Now where are we
As I look , no one around

Long live the dreams
cut and drawn
of my youth
Let them gleam

"An astonishing and horrible thing has been committed in the land :  The prophets prophesy falsely , And the priests rule by their own power ; And My people love to have it so , But what will you do in the end ?"
Jeremiah 5;30-31

Maybe it's the strum
or the pulse of the drum
Or the soaring harp
that flies like lark
Perhaps the twinkle
of the keys
Maybe the way  the
melody frees
Inside the emotions
cause all kind of commotion
And during the whole interval
nothing's said
as it was already beautiful