Lighten up
Unfold your dresser
And celebrate
Clothes on the floor
Half open drawers
I dare you to give
Your clothes to the poor

Open your fridge
What’s in the back
That green hairy thing
Growing out of that bag
Let’s leave it there and celebrate
Break out that ice cream and cake

Get some colour outside the lines
Break the patterns that confine
Say something no one else has
With uneven versus
Cut the chorus in half

True creativity awaits outside the rules
Of aestheticism

Moving faster
Than perpetual motion
My awareness  jetlagged  
By cosmic gamma waves
Impure tainted toxic
Environments
A spirrowling array
Of wayward souls
Vibrating really low
Unfortunately

My witness
A sporadic blackhole
Blinking in and out of existence
My spirit a fragmented broken sky
A partial day and a long night


For tonight
I'll drink a beer
And live the lie
That this dream of life
Shall never die

+ t +
              Traveler

The realization of being here has
Put me in my own way

I could never hear my ears before
Now I can’t hear through the ringing

I could never see my eyes before
Now they obstruct my vision

My sinuses have taken up
Allergies

My hair is thinning and gray
Nothing is here to stay

That is once you start
Getting in your own way!



I would carry-on but it almost seems depressing becoming self aware
So I’ll end this here.

As the bird sings
My poetry flows
Every day
I sing and go
So
While on yer busy flight
Buzzin the flowers
For the Queen
Or yer honey delight

Stop and give a listen
‘Cause like the bird
It’s an audience
We’re-all-a-missing

::..::..::..::..::..::..::..::..::..::..;:.­.;;

The interpretation
Is determined
By the viewer

Steady your brush strokes
Choose your colours carefully
Groom the melody
Allow the bridge to connect us

The walls of paradise
Are but a creators prison
Snakes slither within
That which was meant
To keep evil out

The cosmos are but a picture
In our minds limited eye
We see from within
We believe our lies
As our projections
Redefine

✍🏽
You paint a very pretty picture
But can you see through the sky
👁
The darkest night of soul
Has yet to past us by
👣
We’re but dreamers
Slumbering in an array of desires
Starving in a garden paradise
We choke on the manna from heaven
Devour the milk and honey
And drown on the wine of divine


We are merely the human kind
This round is on me this time!
🥃

Religious literals
Run our empire

With beliefs such as
The -ites must
Be purged from
God’s lands
In order to clear the way
For His return
Yes of course

That’s what the book says
Correct?

Stone the gays
Burn the witches
Wedding night ***** check
Unbelievers are already dead
Oh and
Love thy neighbours
Amen!

I’m sure there’s something in there
Worth saving!

The limitless lacks the limited
To exist
The limited fears sudden death
To resist
This extended isolation
Has its consolations

Proto intelligence
In every molecule

Cell walls
Of ethnic solitude

Reptilian brain stems
Conflicting  hemispheres

From the Big Bang
On passed Shakespeare

Evolving
Is a wonderful nightmare
..........

💥
Just because I am highly intelligent
Doesn’t mean I’m always correct
Except for most of the time
🧩
Yet when I am wrong
I’m extremely
Mistaking!
🎲

Five different species of animals
evolved into 🦀 *****
Why Hell’
King crab pinchers can sever a limb!

So perhaps
have a little ✨sympathy
When I tell ya
Lately my girlfriends been acting
A bit crabby again

Invisible snappers
Ripping tearing
&
Devouring!

Items needed
2-Red candles burning low
1-Dead baby in a pickle jar
(A polliwog will suffice)
1-Sage/***** smudge stick
1-very large imagination

Place items on
Sacrificial alter
With other
Lil forget me nots
Some incantations
Abracadabra
A wink and a nod
Can seal the
Sinister bargains
........

Warning
Magic can be harmful to your spiritual growth
Careful not to burn down the house!

Nuclear storm
Clouds of death
When the bell rings
Get under your desk

Pledge allegiance
Recite the prayer
Stand for glory
Cut that hair

Gun safety classes
Learn to submit
Hunting and fishing
Drivers permit

Go to college
Join the force’s
Break you vows
Quick divorces

Rock in roll
Motown soul
Thai stick
Acapulco gold

Good times
Bad times
LSD state of mind
50 years ago
Still I’m doing fine!

Old calendar
Numbers an squares
Years passing
Leaving us here

Appointments made
Birthday’s go by
Love lives on
Somewhere inside

Ghost of way back then
Place’s we once held
I’m still dreaming
Of true love
My soul I could not sell
......................

I wonder where you are these days...

$A song by a Canadian band$

When the dragons grow too mighty
To slay with pen or sword
I grow weary of the battle
And the storm I walk toward

When all around is madness
And there's no safe port in view
I long to turn my path homeward
To stop a while with you

When life becomes as barren
And as cold as winter skies
There's a beacon in the darkness
In a distant pair of eyes

In vain to search for honor
And in vain to search for truth
But these things can still be given
Your love has shown me proof




Poet/lyricist  Neil Elwood Peart

I’m happy to listen
May not wanna know
My shoulder is soft
My countenance glows

Lay down your burden
Rest your weary head
I will hold you in mind
Until the issues dead!

Haiku’s are boring
I don’t like reading haiku’s
Haiku’s really ****!
..........................
This is a haiku
The cow jumped over the moon
Was it good for you?
............................
Nature is beauty
Passionate aesthetic dreams
Haiku’s still **** though!
..........................

I am not a cog in this machine
As it rolls on mightily

I wield creative deformity
Navigating aimlessly

My passion refined
Primitively divine

My anger rips through my fears
With claws of resentment

My love for life
An immortal hunger

And I’m not getting any younger!

Anger is a scary thing
Imagine being angry for year
Never knowing it was caused
from being insecure.

You were
easily enraged
Your daddy was drunk
Your mommy was late
an unfulfilled childhood
was your adolescence fate

Now that part of you
is still raw
And now you’re angry at us all!

But I still love you!
P.S
I wish I could’ve raised you with mine!

Mythical worldview’s
breed ideological
   arrogance

Closed face
eyes quickly
look away
disseminating
into chaotic dreams

Shadow casters
pause and quickly
disappear
unawareness
of the unrest
they cast
onto the Mare


With eyes
of sudden judgement
assumed or otherwise
subconsciously
we are **** to deny
the shadows
of our own
moral decline

......

Pollux...
Traveler Tim

Swirling thoughts  
Come to me
Wickedly spiraling
The rage
Choking my memories
In an
Attempt to express
Who is to blame
For my blemishes

Then I remember
I am perfect the way I am.
Another song
To serenade my ego!

I don’t mean to shut lovers out
But
A forcefield of uncertainty surrounds me
As I expand with the expanding universe

As a force of creative energy
Forged and tempered in spirit fire
Bridged in eternal continuity
A Traveler must travel alone

There’s no place like home......
There’s no place like home.......
There’s no home...

Imagine if you could sense
Where a loved one was
Or even when a loved one was in distress From far, far away!

But then I thought to myself
How would technology
Ever stand a chance to climb
To sore into
Enlightenment!

And so I pulled my product off the shelf
And destroy the patent

It’s good thing Procter & Gamble
Didn’t get their hands on that one.

Dry dusty bones
worn-out resolve
I take comfort in
I’ve already lost
nothing further
can be taken
the rest is
merely
mine
now
I’m
f
i
n
e
.
.
.
.

The deeper the dreamer
The more dramatic
The dream
Go back to sleep
Chaotic scene

Royal gardeners
Fertilizing passions
Snakes of a fruit
Angelic reactions

Intoxicating pleasures
Resolving dissatisfactions
A collective conscience
In poetic fashion

It was good
And dreamt
Into
Dream reality
For us
Slumber on!

Eternity is right now
In this moment
Eternal life belongs to those
who live in the present
Profoundly we forget
Limiting our’s or other’s
Power of equality

Obviously
The power of quality
Isn’t what it ought to be
If you think you’re powerless
Or crazier yet
More powerful than me
Then ask yourself why do you
Believe what you believe
Then start to
Set your spirit free
Catch up with the rest of us!

My journey finally came to its bitter end
I fell to the ground and deteriorated
I slipped deep into restfulness of soul
Surprisingly up from my after pile
A beautiful fungus forms
My wormed over residual self
From the ashes reborn
This is my new breath!
Order out of my Chaos
...............

The King with the axe
And the Suicide Jack
Are always worth a wild
Doubled down
Take a hit
And always wear
A smile
Snake eye roll
Crows eye view
Luck is a lady
Me and you
And the devil too

Now deal those cards!

With fine bush strokes
The Poet breathes
Grammatical adaptations!
Uncanny ideologies!
All these contemplations
Are an ******* sensation
And now it’s time to write another one!

I do believe I can relate...

As waves
Crashing the shores

As leaves
Wilted and torn

As wings
Caught in wind

As child
Without end

Yes I do believe
I get it..

A persona of nature
An animation
An approximation
A mirror subjective fixation

Pure aesthetic genius
Creativity in motion
Jamadhi Veres‘
Bottomless oceans
......................

Down the drain into the world
Let the traumas begin
In my shadow
In my fears
I am sin
Integrate me
Or disassociate me
Sanity’s at stake
Read some Freud or Carl Jung
When you wake and bake
🙏

Careful
Don’t lite a match
The truth could burn yer as..
Astronomy

Through leaky pens
Reality is revealed
Criminality assigned
Our trusted ruling class
Have more then once
Crossed the line

Vote blue by their design
Out rage feeds on sleeping minds
Truth Leakers are bad
Isn’t that what we’re to believe
After watching CNN or FOX on TV?

A soap operas
In real time syndication
Secretly in accordance’s
Behind  closed doors
Their greed starves the poor
And feeds the war
......

A couple of rats laughing
In the height of rodent prime
Just inside the walls
In the panelling confines

Sour milk and cheese
The sent of rotten meat
It’s freezing in the alley
Behind the trash pile heaps

Dwellings made of boxes
House the forgotten meek
Closed face and forbidden
As we pass them on the streets

A polite yet impaired man
Stays deep in the forest down the road
I gave him a ride from his tent
In the woods to the store
Behind his eyes he was broken
As he spoke of happy things
He asked me to come back and join him
But I had to run away

This is a gift I brandish alone
My sheath is my passion
My sword is my poem
Intellectual aesthetic‘s
My centre of pleasure
My creativity flows on
This body is tethered

People can make me feel quite strange
They roll their eyes and shake their brains
Seldom are they on the same page
Where poetry flows
In an aesthetic array

But this is who we are
And there is no need to change
The expanding universe
Is calling our names
...................

The body measures more
When the mind is set at ease
Intensely I explore
Her entire Galaxy

Deep within her stars
The inclusive stellar view
In the gravity of her emotions
The universe knows no rules

Vague are the descriptions
Of worlds beyond our grasp
If ya get a chance to journey there
May that journey last!

Who are these provocateurs
Ready for anything
Counterintelligence
Acts to encourage chaos
The anger is real
Caused by big banks
Corporate America
Lawmakers passing
Bill after bills
Criminalising poor people
??????????????????????????

Look no farther then your nose
The devil wears pantyhose’s
An eye that peeps
Out from under the blankets
To face another rainy day

I dreamt of when again
Farther away those memories fade
Hormones overflowing
Passion stained
Fragments of love
Tucked away in
Folds of forgiveness
Drowning in dread
Got to wake up before I’m dead

What is this chronic sense
of unfinished business
that wakes me in the night

The problem of problems
will never cease
pushing these rock up the hill

Motivation is important
for our perception
as our fulfilment
remains incomplete

What is this treasure
that we seek
to take with us
beyond
?

Knowing we're strong
We keep holding on
Never letting go
Poets are such stubborn
Individuals...
Using our words
We attempt to fix our worlds
Truth is...
I can't even fix what's wrong
Between me and my girl...
I take no credit
When she finally smiles
My heart has been lost
For miles and miles...

Whisper my name
It you recall this rhyme
Don't back down
It's not our time!
Traveler Tim

I remember my grandmother
The gleam within her eyes
I recall the stories she told
Them Old Wives Fables lies

Fiery hell and judgements
Demons roaming the Earth
Perhaps she paved the way
For an imaginary thirst

Surely you don’t believe
The elders have all gone mad
If there was not a villain involved
What mischief would we have?

Santa Claus is a watching
And Jesus from the cross
I do believe there is a reason
My sanity is lost
.....

This isn’t a case
Of writers block
Tides have turned
The winds have stopped
Unread poems
Stacks stuck at home
Unposted unknown
Dear Hellopoetry
You’re moving to slow

All my thoughts
Demand to rhyme
Contemplating
Line by line
My muse insist
What evil is this
This download of
Poetic upheaval

With a cyber grip
Eliot control the list
Where approval declines
Poetically confined
Dear Hellopoetry
Pleases
Toll the line!

Cutting through the thickets
Where no path was ever laid
I struggle to fine my footing
The sky has now turn grey

Jagged rocks guide my steps
Through thistles and thorny ******
A familiar force within me dives
Struggling to stay alive

I wrestle with the landscape
Until I reach the clearing
There the maple spread its branches
Falling leaves to soften the ground
And so I sleep another
Thousand years...

Overwhelming devils
Demons of disillusions
Tossed in with regrets
Churning in term oil
Echoes of retribution
Prodding and poking
Stabbing uncertainties
Spasms of unjustness
And here I lay

Rest well my child
Waste no time in beliefs
Global visions of dignity
Wars that suddenly cease

Think not nor contemplate
The moment of our demise
All the things that bother
Old folks in the night

Sleep tight!

Please don’t block me
For what I’m about to write
You need to know the truth
About me and your poetic wife...

Oh! it was just an innocent poem
Well, maybe more then a few
Nothing personal
Nor ****** in nature
Nor poetically lewd
It's just...
Her aesthetic covering
I can see right through!

Her words
So soft, sweet and sensual
I crave her lasting continuity
Into my being into my soul
She flows so fluently!

Forgive me Sir
For my part in hellopoetry’s role
If she were mine I would take it real slow!


Sincerely Traveler Tim

If I were to believe in God
I know who I’d become
A servant and a slave
Equivalent to God’s son

Obeying all commandments
Fearing eternal fire
Never giving in
To forbidden desires

They say they believe
But what prof do they have
Living their lives
Like mice in a lab

The mazes we weave
Of our own beliefs
Eternal prostration
For the sleepwalking elite

If we were all-things and nothing less
There would be no reason to fear our deaths
What faith, what hope, what reasoning
Would we have left?

But yes
I do believe
We’ll be here tomorrow
To dream of happy or simple sorrow
To appreciate all We can
Living, loving
And being
Human!
.....................

Secretly bad
an uneasiness within
assert goodness
as to cover up sin
maddening breaches
of spiritual growth
time to put the pope
to the end of the rope!

The worms and vultures will have at the dead, let’s all hide from our fears!
Leave these politicians to fester and rot
There’s nothing but smelly corpse here

I once was a Bernie bro when he was
Ralph Nader
Now
I am no longer a liberal nut
Nor a right wing hater
American politics
See ya later!

Spirit gives rise to soul
Soul gives rise to body
Body gives rise to mine
Love was there the whole time
........

No one is smart enough
to be wrong all the time.

Big Bang of aesthetics
Cognitive creative thoughts
The universe is expanding
With thee inertia of the god
........................................

See through my eyes
Beyond ethnic ends
Concentrated empathy
Through camera lens
I see all humans as potential friends

I store my hope in poetical prose
Good dreams I’ve lived
In darkness of soul
After all
This is the only world I know!

Beyond my scope but not beyond my imagination.
It isn’t an object yet but I do believe it will manifest.
The conclusion,
Who really knows?