The beach , sea gulls and surf

The mountain , the hike and view

The wheatfields , waving seas of grain

The moonlight , on cold desert sand

The aligators , sunning on the river bank

The fireflies , amongst the evening shadows

The mustangs , running wild and free

The campfire , listening to the cry of the wolf

Golden fall leaves , and the silence of detachment and acceptance

Life , as it was , is and will be

It was a long way there
The struggle conquered
Acceptance and congratuations
were abundantly spread
The offers poured in
So many were the choices to be made

The years were productive
The appreciation spread
The satisfaction warmed my heart
I had it made all the way to my grave

It was a long way there
but now I see
It's much longer coming back

I wandered through the years
Avoided all the tracks
with cracks
Jumped the puddles of tears
Left the lost lips
the smiles
hugs and goodbye dears
and the one too many beers
Now I embrace
October's chill and shine
where all leaves change
and glow
I softly kiss the sun
and walk hand and hand
glowing in its grace
There is the gentle assurance that good days will be few
But I will pirouette on my good knee
with outstretched arms
(that tend to disagree)
and shout to Heaven
with unrestrained glee

If one is the loneliest number
Then one in October
and I make two

All your words
go in one side
and out the other

All your praise
is disguised
but can't hide from the
truth in your eyes

Slip away like a ship
on high tides embrase
Fling your emotions as kites to hungry trees

Your concerns are the
footprints in March slush
A fish caught too close
to the edge of the falls

You crawl close in my sleep
with penetrating thoughts
Malicious intent , and deviant whispers of desire

Dear Protrudence
Won't you come out
to play
Dear Protrudence
I know you haven't got a lot to say
The bone was broken
Things got compounded
Right away
Dear Protrudence
Won't ou come out to play

The application allows adaption as

the bears bare no
bearance

The cows cringed coraled

down Durbin's Dude Delightful Deli

Every effort evaporated

forthright fast and furious was the fanale

Gone , as the greats grotesquely go

Hath Hell's halcyon held

in it's ignition of innovation

Just juxtaposition of jabberizations

Klinging like Klingons kasting kats

Longing for living listeners

of the many mangled munchkins

never to be notched near nor never

on or over the Overton Overpass

Past the principal part of Paradise

Quickly and quaint the quid goes pro quo

releasing the realization that reality rankly reeks

So service the sublime situation succintly

The truth turns to trash

Undercover the unwarranteed walk
without witness

Vaguely the vagabons vacated the vacuous vagaries

without whispering wantom wishes

as Xenophobic xenophytes xeroticize

young yanks from Yakima

Zestily zeroed in on the zagged zipper

Yes


yes


yes



yes



yes she was

Gold is cold  . . . but it
can buy you heat

Silver will tarnish
your soul

It's only life
The only one you have

Take the wild
it will refresh your flesh

Never take more than what you are . . .
or want to be

Giants rule the world
of beanstalks

Live in castles in the sky

Harbor fields of gold

And are never satisfied

My little is greater than what they have to lose

The Supremes have spoken
The words of wisdom
fall as tears of fire
upon the masses
in despair


San Kai - Japanese for Birth Monster

Life
follows
the channels
forcing
the creation
of oxbows
of determination

Curse the rising sun
Insult
the abandoning set

Careful ,
or your wings
will melt

The room is full of empty memories that once made me free
Now their echoes faintly reverberate inside of me

I used to get by  . . . with a little help from friends
but their footsteps parted a ways back at the bend

I set out to make my every dream come true
But they turned into nightmares that left me misconstrued

I just wanted the sweet bye and byes
but was left out with the setting sun with a soul so gone awry

What used to be is now of no use to me
Diamond days are broken glass passed down by blunt decree

Is it too much to ask for a prayer then a simple soft amen ?
Maybe it has come to be
as I dwell out on the fringe

It was in the corner
of Five Points South

East and West
North and South
and the other

Juliet love Remeo
and his money

She longed to be with Julio
But no milk , no honey

Remeo's and Juliet's
relationship
soon turned
poisonous

Juliet fled into
the arms of Julio

Remeo , broken hearted
turned hatefull
sharpening his knife
everyday

Then one day
there he found
Juliet and Julio
smoking *****
at the Dew Drop
Taco and Beer

They were
hoochie cooching
waist to waist
face to face

It was too much of
a disgrace
Out came the dagger
to the screams of the place


The dagger flashed
quickly turning red
And on the floor
Juliet lay dead

He grabbed the hand
of Julio
and the two quickly fled .

The hungry
and the
the hunted

The visions
we never see

The fleet
and
fastidious

The ones
terminally ill
in turbidity


Where flare
the hearts
synchronize

The words
form meek
and criticize

But they
wind up
wounded

Not even dead . . .
the included are
excluded

The complex
complicity
swirling

The truth
comes down
a barreling

All around
occupies

deep
inside
the place

Drains the tears

he's had
to learn
to face

Now
he leans upon
the crutch

the vacuum
of years

Looking into the
mirror

Peers into the face

Petrified
he is bound

left standing
out of place

He has
no answers

Just the
dismay found
upon his face

Desperate
for a reason
why

But nothing
comes
near nor nye

just the image
of the fossil
in his eye

I planted a poem in a corn field
It sprouted and grew straight and tall
But its stalk was naked and bare of any pages
All the ears of corn could hear the wicked whispers about the corn **** amidst the corn rows of golden silky hair .

His thoughts chiseled
with no disgrace
Despite the humiliation
he stands his place
His face like flint
sheds sparks when struck
His choice to be here
was not by luck

The words are sieved
strained
disguised
Hiding the truth
wrapped around
in lies

No longer recognize
the faces
of the unknown
Knowing nothing
is the passcard
to disapointment

Were it just a game
a trick
Sleight of hand
But it's not
It's the putrid
breath
of death
upon the lips
of life

Let them all go to Hell
I no longer care
I taste the bitter truth
of their air

I have friends in all the right
places
Far far from me

I cast this rage
upon pages
and paupers of praise

The diligence due
let them be cursed
Let their silver linings
turn lead , fall , and
crush their heads

Cheers !

I heard the music
in the words
that flowed from the rivers
of the tongues
of the soon to be
determined youth
who twisted in
ecstacy to the
shuffling feet
of joy . . .
lets dance !

Lean me up against the sunset
. . . one last time
I will gaze into the days it has given me
. . . one last time
I will ride its chariots
of fire
. . . one last time
For into the light
I give my soul
. . . the last time

Five billion years
from this day
in time

Will there be
anything
of this
world I know ?

What of oceans
or even snow ?
What of the dirt ?
I ponder so

I'm afraid
there will be
nothing there

A burnt out sun
and empty air

There will be
no longer dreams
or hopes

Just vacuous space
that's no joke

So what of man ?
Will he be long
deceased ?

I'm afraid
that will surely
be the case

After the sun
swallows whole
Turns the planet
into nuclear gold

And every molecule
and atom
whose energy
has been
spent

What will happen ?
I come to think

What if by chance
the sun goes nova ?
Casting our remains
from a supernova

Will we shoot across
the eternal bliss ?
And end up
collected
by a gravational
cyst ?

Who knows
for no one
will be there

Only the promise
of time
and distance
suspended
not even
in air

The whole is made greater by the sum of its parts

You and I know this all too well
There will be this one last time
One last final goodbye
And then we have to let go
and sigh

No love lasts forever
Both of us may deny
Both know all the reasons
and all the whys

A last kiss and all will be undone
Hands entwined slippng fingers past
One last glance , one sad smile
Goodbyes stuck on our lips fast

You and I know all to well
No love lasts forever

The old man fell
to his knees
with no hopes
to rise again

there he
sank into his dreams
upon the desert floor
of his youth

Where in the absense
of abundance
throughout a lifetime
nothing grew

All the poets tell
of the glory
of his youth
But like
all great stories go
there comes
the time of bitter truth ,

"No one heard
his dying words."

I lay on my bed
of "Noche negra" desires
and out of kindness
I imagine
the way that
I wanted it to be
Not the way it was

Now somewhere
in the shadows of
Mexico
In the desiccating
Texas heat
lay the bones
in memoriam

Too big for
a monument
Too forgotten
to cenotaph
rest the bones
of immortal time
Blasted
by persistent winds
Bleached
by unforgiving sun
his soul rests
Clean and free

Lightning streaks stab the sky
Laser strokes cauterize
With steel of scissorhands
Needles stitch ignited strands

The black is sliced shadow thin
Transparent throughout within
The light is infinitely hued
Whites tinged in blues

Wicked wasps of whispered rays
Staged a comeback across the page
Nothing new here in the making
Nothing new here for the taking

When I was young
I was as wild as ****

A Goldenrod intrusively
A ragweed in desires

Wherever I went
I left discontent

The soil was sandy
The soul's roots lacking

I was tumbleweed tuff
Twisted as mesquite

Learned about thirst
How to take the heat

Unattached to the land
Bowing to the wind

scattering of the seeds
I was left to fend

I have no more connections
No letters ever sent
No kisses in the evening
Just valentines
never sent

It all stands to reason
Too much will sink a ship
A brickwall stands the best chance of survival
If you drive too fast and hit

A room without an exit
Is a dugeon unfortunately
All of my emotions locked up in my heart
Has become too much for me

I fear the dark waters wading
Full of monsters tormenting me
They are good at hiding daylight
They bring the shadows down on me

One that I can touch and taste
smell or even see
Sometimes out of nowhere they even call out to me

Sorry I keep getting distracted
Day dreams come cheap or free
But they collect dues down the road
that much I can guarantee

So if I put all those unforgettable
miseries inside the letters and mailed them off to me

They would come back marked return to sender
No known address that be

I'm a wandering wanderer wandering through windy winding ways
Where every constraining concept Causes
Pure panic packing pain

For what or why you whisper
Are the utterances undertaken
And I feel your consternation
Construing certain captivation

So I must lastly leave you lonely
Before the tides turn to tale
I will pitily part presently
Before I am wildly whisked and whaled

You feed me gerber
Buckets on will call
I am vulcanized in speech
A stallion locked in stall

Never greatly wised
Dependent on settled dust
You twist hair and screws
Displaying skin and fuss

You have queued and propended
Laid out all the plan "B's"
Covered the coins of cost
Turn to rub knees

You know it's only begun
Don't luck up
Comes the crack of gun

How many holes does it take to fill a hole ?

How many souls to fill a grave ?

How many lies does it take
to build a bridge of truth ?

How many "how manys" you may ask

How many words make a mouthful ?

How many steps make a right direction ?

How many regrets in the choices not made ?

How many "how manys' you may ask

Is it whiskey watered down or
watered down whiskey ?

Does it take a cloudy day
to have clouds in your eyes ?

Is a hands on job a snake handler or someone who is handy at their job ?

Is a highway ****** madness
or a lowway when it goes under an overpass ?

Should books be read before they are burned ?
What about people ?

Those who shout
"In the name of God !"
Don't know his name

Which comes first
an afterlife or afterdeath ?
For they can't exist in the same entity at the same time

And finally for the most important of all ; do cats stray out of curiosity or does curiosity make cats stray ?

Answered are not found by searching for them

They come from living them

I can hear the hum
of the wires
As the lives are compressed
into individual
electrons
vibrating in negativity

Don't look back
The door softly closes
on the opportunities
while we are distracted
looking through the windows of our dreams

Skip a line
Try Titan like
Maybe your cloud
will shroud your
desperation
in fear
As lost as
the speed of light
Warped !
Bent !
Falling into a
worm hole
Arriving at the center
of a Black Hole
. . . so captivating

The wind blows across the bay
You say it's time to let it go
I turn to face the force
You're right , inside I know

I bend to the sand
let the grains run through my life
I stand straight , face my fate
Embrace the strife

Like a book overdue
A page ripped out
A heart mutilated
A charge turned to rout

The wind has increased
The clouds roll in
And I know what happens
to houses
Built on sand

We were born
in the hunger
of the swearing
of our time

We were all
given the grains
of time to waste
away

All at once
we swallow
the error
of our lies

Choke down
the sanguine
truth

Fool or saint
Prophets stumble
over their sins
in the dark

Just need a little
light , a little heat
to start a fire

Left holding the chain
Never ate my dreams
Turned to watermelon
Seeds and schemes

Had to look west
The sun Filmore East
One wonders the least
. . . . the least

Never be the words
weekend crazed
Creating explanations
left confused , certainly dazed

The friend thief
incognito
Dances double
with Magneto

Land sharks
great white and rich
Bite the heads off
Every young *****

Life cheap and fake
Ants in Amber
Back to Least Coast
Across the land of anger

Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
The words of the poet
Don't mean much
We forget the thought
But not the feel
How each poet
made it all real

So the Sony clock belched
out the seconds
It had been empty as another full day
The whipoorwill yelled
for Ubernation
while standing on his bones
of petrification
It seems dinosaurs never
really went away

Alleluia

How many times have I crossed the Mississippi ?
Only God will know now for sure
The same can be said of the continental devide
The land of summer snow
It's full of purple mountain majesty
It yaws at my imagination
Someday I will to go back for more

Hallelujah

Some people say you either love of hate me
There is found no middle ground
That has me often wondering
about judgement day
As I will be surely standing down
Will Jesus look at me and say I know you , won't you kindly stick around

Halleluyah !

I'm a box inside a circle
A straight line twists out
Good time to say something about the color of purple

Who said disco is dead
It's just standing on one leg inside its grave
on a coffin made of lead

So you say you are a widow after I met your husband

Whatever makes you happy
is sure to make you fall

Consider this
Consider all

Is there any difference ?

Young life
Trying to say
one thing right
Every morning
mirrored fright
Here in your home


Am I doing this wrong
Didn't say in the song
Nor on the Go ogle
Just blanks on paper
and in the guns

N'ere to be free
just locked into
the night
Breathing firelight
from the firefight

The wheels of change roll on .
The highway paved in cobbles of eternity .

All doors remain open regardless of the sun or rain .
Those who stand opposed are run over and assume the pain .

Bump - Bump !

Snow , then rain
Laughter causing pain

Handshakes , no trust
Elation turns to bust


Stainless steel that rusts


Eyes of the wind
Tears of the ocean send

Gnats move mountains
Saints make sins

Kaleidoscopic lens

Leonardo took a drag off his pipe . . .
Leaned back unsatisfied

"What do you think Thomas ? What is it lacking ?"

Eddison , leaned in for a closer look

"I don't know for sure other than it needs a little more light ."

"Who is that anyway , I don't think I've seen her around before ?

de Vinci , "Oh I don't think you've ever seen her but I'm sure you've heard her around ."

They both look at each other and declare ,"Moaning Lisa !"

Upon the path , flows through the forest

I'll walk a ways by river's way

Below the mountains
that run ahead

I've lost all my now
I had to say

(The songbirds do it better ayway)

Yellow butterflies ignite the sky

While a bald eagle gives the ole' eagle eye

The sun clothes me
in threads of finer gold

Not too ostentatious , not too bold

The warmth soothes my bones and heart

Telling the obstinate mumurations to soon depart

The most beautiful color
is sky blue

And the color of love emanating
from the smile of you

The intent leaves ,
directed by our desires ,
bounce of the walls and
the canyons of our minds
The echoes never round
the corners
in the way they left
They come staggering out
colliding with the walls of destiny
We always stop to listen
Then go about our day
No one can remember what they say

Lay down the music low
No place for the light to glow
Lay back and ease on down
Wash out on tides that bound
Untie every knot and release
Dwell in the options called peace
Let no words disturb your trust
Let no touch turn to lust
Become one of the many
In the fabric of time and plenty
Barely breathe , so relieved
So silence conceived
Surrender to the night
To win you must lose the fight

No one reads the words
written across my smile anymore

'Cept the one looking down

And I wonder if that is a smile or a frown

The days taste of lost dreams

Such a ripple of breath upon the tongue of my dreams

Sometimes when I am standing numb

I have that endless breach

I just wanna be the same

Then you go home alone

My heroes were
windows of wonder

That gathered no dust
upon sills

But under the leaves
of their autuums

They turned into stargates
battling over their own wills

Falling like meteors
into the deathtrap of time

Across the night's sky
to the memories of mind

Upon the sad realization
that it was evident

They were no more
infallible than the heavenly sent

That their seconds were
accumulating score

Leading to the exit of the
house of life's back door

All of my Heroes are zeros who got lucky in some way

Whose arc of spark is spent  
and now fade away

Alleviate my heavy heart
Release the demons
that I wish would soon depart

Turn the air pure in thought
What I've found was not that what I sought

What I gathered were the weeds and thorns
and the lightning from thunderstorms

Now my bones ache of sin
These guilty feelings run deep within

Once I reached the mountain's top
I realized there was no place to go but to drop

The devouring grave with headstone made
has me questioning if I am saved

So I raise my fist in a defiant stance
Such foolish arrogance
yeilds an ungodly glance

I am a rich man in beggars clothes
To be stripped naked so my sins will be exposed

Fot what little I have gained . . . will be taken and given to the righteous to claim