A seed of type
  dormant within
10 to 20 years
can slip pass
again and again..

Still the seed is sprouting
in every part of life
I can see it in my children
I can feel it in my wife.

A bean stalk so grandeur
it stretches to the sky
I wouldn't let another 10 years
of good living pass me by.

I love to write
Simultaneously
I hate to read

I'd rather listen
As my muse
Breaks free

Under water
Balancing breath
Deep in sleep
Closer to death

Chasing passion
Down endless
Rabbit holes

I love
To follow
No matter
High or low

And when the trip
Comes to an end
I suppose
I'll come back
  As a Poet again...

Unreasonable
The notion
That a mindset
Is above it all

Uncomfortable
The erosion
Of our outdated
Unchallenged laws

We worship gods indeed
Simple is the beast
Eating mouse
Hidden behind
Green trees

In a forest
Of kingdoms
Of gods
**** sapiens rule
With iron fist and rods

Oh generation
Of emasculation
Go, go into the light
Embrace a world
Of satisfaction  
Hidden in plain sight...

An abundance of life
In a cycle of death
How much living
Could we have left?

An abundance of stars
Displayed in the sky
Endless pleasures
On a summer's night
Hear and see
Touch and feel
The reality of existence
Consume at will

An abundance of love
To plant in our graves
Pushing up daisies
I wish we could stay
......

What is the opposite of this desire that burns?
Perhaps a lethargic state, a complete lack of concern
If youth were lust would it desire to be old
Could you find its opposite in a heart of gold
Is the opposite of lust a feeling of grief
Is it the opposite of the word relief

If lust starts to burn will the passion be void
This kind of dialectical double-talk is only a ploy
To baffle your mind and add to your confusion
‘Cause truly, lust is only an illusion

Yet if there was a spokesperson for the lustful regime
I’m sure her words would make you dream
For all those things you desire
Until your *** awakes on fire

Extremism
Is just another dead end
Believe me
There's no place I haven't been
Simply put
Curiosity is the itch to know
To feel, to dream, to grow
Still
Dread can appear as a illogical intrusion
When based on a incomplete resolution
And so...
Not even contemplation
Before conclusion
Can guarantee absolution

On this side of the maze
   I get lost for days...

I wish she would go
But I need her to stay
I can’t go home
I can’t find the way
I lost my nerve
To call out for help
I lost my voice
I lost myself
.........

On a quiet morn she whispers
Her voice a vibrant viol
Golden sunlight upon her breast
Gleaming with dreamy themes
Of serene scenes, my eyes smile

Rejuvenated in vitality afresh in purpose
She leaves the room yet she's still with me
My abandon knows no worry
My morning has no hurry
She returns with coffee in hand
Her radiant intoxication engulfs me once again ...
What is this that I belong
As strong as rage a soothing calm
A lucid daydream that needs no lie
A wind of wonder fills my mind
A day so very enchanted, two hearts beat as one
We drive off like heroes into the rising sun
The daydream of love has now begun

Don't pretend
These words are to you
Do you really think
I watch
Everything you do?

Do you believe despair
Is yours
And your's alone
I realize
You mean no harm
You just want to roam

We all have needs
Wants and woes
If you're going to roam
Leave your pain home
Just bring your heart
And your soul
.....

Surviving in a prison cell
I learn to stand behind myself
Witnessing this hell I dream

We sleep in comfort
As we slumber away our existence
Being a true master takes persistence
Hell I can fall back to sleep in an instant

Aesthetic displays
I get lost in the days
This dream is but a life
The con from beyond
Keeps me going strong
No matter wrong or right
..............................

I realize the ketchup
Is not where it belongs
And while the tooth picks
You counted are pretty much Gone
Relax my friends
HP will carry on
...

Well it's kind of like Dracula
You know... no longer a big deal
There's just too many flat spots
No longer a wheel

It all measures the same
My burning love has no flame
My care wanders far
Beneath fallen stars

Yet actually my love grows
But only god need know
The faces that we wear
To rise above life’s despair!

Cliffs of rocky words crumble into
landslides of incomplete sentences
I climb your ill frigid mountain
of self-righteous commitments
Gathering suppressed memories
I reach the summit of your greed
There the air is far too thin to breathe

The fear of your heights paralyzing
The cold of your winter realizing
I see my breath as the frostbite starts
Your avalanche of resentments fills my heart
Breaking my spirit, arresting my soul
'Til all that's left is you, the model I role

A footing unfit for vindication
A biography unfit for syndication
I froze in your tundra so many years ago
Until at last, like you I am the snow
I lost myself zeroes below...

Behind the clocks
Ticktock, ticktock
An immortal
Spirit dwells
No flesh that sags
Nor slowly rots
No meat on
His bones
To tell
Temporal
Disturbance
Fatigue sets in
As we scrape
The bottom of mind
Post it on your page
And now you're all in
Cursed to be
One of his kind
....

The night was black
Moonless yet far from calm
When the Hand Of Fate
Shook me from my slumber

Restless spirits roaming
Room to room
Beyond their
Normal gloom

I took to the sofa
Back to the wall
Three white candles
Talisman resolved

The flickering candles
Danced to expose
Restless shadows
I've felt them before

I chant
In my spirit
The words of old
Within the flames
The veil still holds

The darkest
of darkness
Poised to rise
The veil
that separates
Beyond demise.


So here I shall warn
Darkness shall thrive
The harvest is here
Samhain arrives

I never believed in demons
Invisible or otherwise
Not the kind straight out of hell
Plaguing humankind

I would never perceive
Superstitiously
What I've seen in human eyes
Where evil dwells
By chance or spell
**** or stay alive

I'm not an atheist, nor theist
The absolute cannot be known
But I've seen such evil, behind eyes
   Everywhere I've roamed...
........

Living deep
Out in my forest
In an attempt
To close my mind
It fail upon
A dark October
In a better
  Vanished time...
When we were young
And life was bolder
I never thought
We'd get older
While recklessly
We lived as if we
  Could never die...
In drones of silence
The heart beats on
Slowly now
As I write my songs
And here I play another solo
   As I turn to face the night...

Are we blessed
Or are we ******
All this beauty
And suffering

One seems less
The other extreme
One is so real
It chokes out your dreams

Yet clinging to life
Takes more then it seems
It's like gasping for air
And trying to scream

Ya, it's not that bad
For everyone...
I guess we're all blessed
When it's all said and done
..................................................

In the reckoning of abandon
The restless heart bleeds out
Surely you felt this pain before
Get a hold of yourself!

The matter of loss you witnessed
Now bury it down deep in silence
When life deals you lemons
Try not not to be so ****** violent

But mostly
We need you to learn
Not to be so **** concerned
Just close you heart and be on your way
   And please don't question the way we cave...

In the reckoning of abandon
The restless heart bleeds out
The truth is we learn
To keep it to ourselves
...

And when my mind
Is finally gone
No recall
Of what went wrong
Memories blurred
No longer cursed
Judged and blessed
Of all my worth

I will set quietly
In happy thoughts
Awaiting the stages
Where death is lost
Where you and I
Shall meet again
Hearts in minds
Behind our pens

No need to believe
In promises made
Entropy is
An eternal phase
.............

I crave the creative flow
Entranced within the zone
The imagination flying free
Beyond timeless space
I shall attempt to convey
These sensations I breath

At speeds where
Time stands still in humility
My thoughts explore
The far regions of all possibilities

A dominant gene
Set in motion
The passionate drive
A need to decipher
These hidden pathways
Within my own  mind

And within that moment
When the chemistry reacts
I'll enter enlightenment
And never come back...

Comprehension
is but a path to meaning..
Who am I?
Why am I here?
Why am I suffering?
Experience
is the path to understanding…
So embrace the pleasure
and the pain..
Stay strong my friends.

(USA)
Change is a coming
And it don't look good
Flooding , hurricanes
Burning neighborhoods

Ice melting
And flowing this way
They're seeding the clouds
With vapors and rays

The water is undrinkable
Where I grew up
I'm quite sure
Our government
Is quite corrupt
The people of Flint
Are standing in lines
For hours and hours at times
To get clean water
Cause there's lead
And death
In the city water lines

Imagine that
Right here in the U.S.
A third world design
.....

This is not a poem
Oh how I wish it was!
I wish it could make you cry
I wish it could make you blush
Oh how I wish I could express my need for love

But this is not a poem
I'm just a writer
Alone
.....

A wise man
Once tried to teach me
If all else seems to fail
Listen to the universe
The wisdom that it tells
The voices within
The white noise
Unfolding like a spell
The vibration illuminates
The reasons for your hell
Open up your spirit's eye
See what can't be seen
This is only temporary
All this suffering
........

I love pleasure
I can deal with pain
Freezing freaking snow
Sunshine after rain  

I’m not afraid to live
I’m not scared of death
I shall consume existence
Til’ there’s absolutely nothing left!

I’m not afraid of my shadow
As discussing as I’ve been
I can still embrace
My foolishness within!

The gift of logic
Shall dictate
The mighty
Shall see
The wise
Shall rise
All in the name
Of reason
And humanistic pride
...

Pain grounds me to reality
I can feel it while watching TV
Pokes and prods
Will you please
Figure out
  What's ill'in me...
Take some blood
Hypnotize
Figure out what will not die
Blame it all on yesterday's
Disruption is the final stage
...........................................

The poet’s shadow
is exposed
page after page
a ranting rave
of confronted truths
trending lies
our poetic shadow is our guide..

The opus of our secret love
desires dance beyond our dreams
where the shadow shines it’s lust
hear the victims victorious scream..

Fear not the shadow
embrace the bad we have done
and the bad we will do
to integrate our shadow
is to grow leap and bounds
when we finally break through
……..

Long lost
The normal
Human role
The hope of your return
Digs an even deeper
Empty hole

Where I direct
This love
I saved for you
like fallen shards
Into an endless pool...

There was a mad person
We all gathered round
Quite the sensation
This strange passion
We found

No ties to morality
Could flag our attention
Those of a studied mind
Also suffered this condition

I've sat there next to killers
Staring at a thief
Pointing bloodstained fingers
Those **** solutions of the elite

Mob mentality
An anomaly that blinds nations
Social conditioning
Media manipulation

No worry
It happens to the best of us
But now it's time to look within
The world will always be in need
Of any love that we can send...

To think about it
I have seen the whole thing
Hell, I've seen it come
Into this world
And I seen it leave
I seen the passion
That every breath breaths
In the face of cold reality

And here in the middle
I've been beneath
I held on to heart ache
Been kicked in the teeth
But tomorrow is here
At the end of the road
Now, I'll do some living
With this heart of gold
...

Do you know
How to fight
Go lay down
Or set it right

Prison *****
Or make a stand
You better know
Who I am

When
Negative energy
Strikes again
Misery
Is not my friend
I will break
Before I bend
I will break
Before I bend...

I can only deduct
It is not our's to keep
Provided by the sun
The particles of the meek

I can only conclude
I'm riding on a wave
Paddling in different directions
Sifting through the haze

I can only decipher
My thoughts in simple words
Weaving through this emptiness
Connected to this earth

We can only dream of
That which we cannot be
Free from these stages
Of human suffering

I am blind to the future
I have lost foresight...
I've been running
From my past
Like a coward
From a fight...
I have so little left
I've lost most all...
A voices inside
For tell my fall...
The end grows nearer
As the poison sets in...
  Imagine hate
That never mends
 Still I must forgive
      How and when ever I can.........

Her eyes are kind her heart is warm
She is a Rose, I am a Thorn
We catch and ride the wild steed
I’m so alive and she’s so free

In the gazebo we dance until dawn
Our bodies lay naked out on the lawn
Completely fulfilled and finally whole
I have no intention of  letting go

Wheels are turning my heart is yearning
A lust for life subconsciously burning
I breathe too deep and the dream is lost
I start the day with a secret thought

Perhaps she was fictional beyond conclusion
A kaleidoscope of colors, a beautiful delusion
If only to awake and find her near
Instead I awake and gasp for air...

Unburden my heart
With soft words or hard
Unseen unformed words
Like clay in a jar

What can my soul spring
But fountains of dreams
From the depth of divine
What will my muse bring

Unburden my heart
And set my mind free
Untainted by memories
Of the hell I have seen...

No child should have to
Look into the face of death

Not even the child within
Can know they're self-prepared
Some shocked stand staring in air
Perhaps the lucky ones
Quickly integrate despair

Some stand strong quickly moving on
Dissociating to get the job done
And now my psyche's on the run
At the sound of breaking bones
And the sight of blood and guts
A hundred years later
The fallout is quite abrupt...

If I were the monster
Under your bed
Restlessly awaiting
Your attempt at rest
I would insist
Your fears be met
Silently plotting
To make your sheets wet

As chill bumps climb
Down your **** spine
I'd sense you were one
Of the sleepy kind
As short hair *****
On the small of your neck
Let go and just connect
You're feeling fearfully fine
My claws rip into your dreams
Heavenly Hell's ecstasy
Is what you'll scream
If you make your monster me!

As I read her piece of mind
I am mush upon her page
Lost within her lines of grief
Trapped within her rage

Still I read on
Her ink again spills red
In silence of lucidity
In a maze of heart felt dread

Yet time removes mind
With the darkening of day
Screens eventually time out
And attentions fade

The heart string
Is carefully enticed
With the realization
She's merely a function of my device

I am death
You **** with me
I’ll sentence you to life!
I’ll make you hold on
For all your might!
I’ll control your heart beat
As well as it’s break
Don’t **** with me
For goodness sake’s!

Breathtaking
Her curses
And form
She cracked
The mold
When she
Was born

Into the
Heart of man
Arrived
She slipped
Within
Their night

She fell
from grace
Inside a storm
Cursed be man
For now
She's torn...

I often wonder if you actually exist,
are you real or simply a matrix glitch.
A fragment in my data stream,
a figment of some creative theme. Across the worlds beyond the seas,  the matrix offers all of these possibilities..
If you’re real how can it be proven?    Perhaps my imagination conjured what you’re doing,
where you are, where you’ve been,   I could have easily created you way down within..
So please let me know for sure,
that there’s more than AI’s out there..

I have driven
The climbing mind
Far past the cliffs
Of "by design"
Above the caves
Of spiritual slaves
With nothing left
To give away

I have scaled
The suffering soul
With broken spirit
I'm sure you know
How high the summit
As we grow old...

Mostly though
I'm so glad I had
A chance to meet you
Upon this road
...

Notice!
Silence seems to have
Taking over
It's Sunday morning
Am I the only one up
Or even sober?
Somebody, anybody
Sing me a song
A poem about cutting
Would be better then none
Surely some Poet
Has pain to covey
When you get home from church
Write what you may
I'll shoot you a heart
Some loving thoughts
HP is my addiction
This is the cost
.....................





...

Winter, the long lasting loving season

Sparks the passion that keeps us from freezing

In the coming of togetherness a new life arrives

Reflected in beautiful blue diamond birthstone eyes

...

I dreamed about love
so deep I cried

So beautiful and unattainable
Yet still I tried

I tried to hold on
As long as I could

Yet my dreams are so often
Misunderstood...