2019
Here the free
New Years Eve
A world as drunk as can be
Get out there among the scenes
Absolutely refuse to grieve

We live these lives
That has no ends
So fill your glass'
To the brims!!

Cheers, cheers too
Another even crazier year!

We can all agree these are interesting times
May we no longer cross
Those Human right lines!

If I could separate
from the folks of a lower state..
Oh how I could flow at a peaceful perpetual pace!
But I don’t believe that is why I’m here,
So ya, I’m willing to set, talk and share!
I love you humanity
have no fear!

Peace on earth or just a dream
Angelic whisper or demonic scream
Magical wonders that feel so real
Leaps of faith that are known to ****

Dawn cast my shadow far beyond
Dusk settles my shadow, soon be gone
Does my shadow see more than I
‘Tis darkness past my shadow by
When my body shall turn to worm
**** my shadow if it returns
Cast it into the great abyss
May this shadow of doubt cease to exist.

We are but perpetual donkey's chasing a carrot
on an invisible rod
suspended from our collar.
Oh how I love that mighty dollar.

In my pocket, in my bank
I love the way money stinks!
Credit unions deep in debt
I haven’t lost my bitcoin yet..

Invisible credit shall suffice
like you the bank robs me
most every night..
So....
Buy some silver, buy some gold,
buy some land before you fold..

The love of money
can be a hell of a load..

Another tragic moment relived
I wake up and catch my breath
The image of my little girl
Clear as the day I left

I’m so afraid of seeing her again
But more afraid I may never see her again
It’s a wonder that I can ever smile
But time lets me breathe once in a while

This wall built between us
Cast a shadow upon my soul
This burning bridge separates us
Burning beyond my control

Somehow I must return to her
To reconcile the love she missed
Somehow I must resolve this
And help to heal her brokenness

Out of minds
of today
The old haunts
Slip away
Fitting into place
No longer a dread
Nor dismay

Behind the old walls
Where the laughter
Once stalled
A light of luminous minds
Bright and brilliant decline

To rehash the deviation
Of function

And so the shadow
On time remains...

I can still remember when
I first learned to swim
It seemed that life's ocean
Would sustain me to the end

Yet drowning has no remedy
Dry ground is but
A childhood memory

And now
Out here lost at sea
Up and down
Tossed around
Struggling just to breathe

And so I fade away
Lovesick upon these waves
In the depths of despair
I lose my will to care...

There is no running
From such crimes
The witness is always
Behind these eyes
The guard dogs barking
In your paints
Is a simple warning
In advance
I'll pillage your loven'
As I rapture your flesh
And I'll always return
For what ever's left!

Obviously AI copies the work of true poets.
In a cleaver scam to out compete the others.
Such machines are lost in a boundless plagiarizing stutter.

The waveless particles are gathering in the circuits of AI.
Cages full of poetical peace’s of our creative minds!

Quantum connection only humans can make.
Emotionally expressed to the biological taste.

AI is but a program, an insignificance app,
yet we are the creatives,
the masterclass!

Paint it, craft it
Invent it as if
Pretend the interior
Doesn't actually exist
Create a back drop
Of reason and rhyme
Initiate aesthetics
Present it sublime
Imagine a new world
Where circles entwine
Let it originate
From your own mind

...

As of yet I haven’t received enough information to make an assessment on the ingrained craziness in this beautiful world.
It’s the continual attention to the chaos that distorts pure love.
So I close my eyes for just a moment and send a prayer out to the suffering universe.
Then I’m on my merry way!

For reason I hope
You can understand
I can only be
Your back door man
A single shot of liquor
A one night stand
I’ll keep coming back
Again and again
So Leave your door ajar
Your bedroom window wide
I Will always be
Right outside
.......





.....

Long nights of winter's chills
I view the world through windowsills
I fought so hard to wish it away
Oh how autumn swiftly fades

In my realization
Shall my heart beat content
With the howling dogs of doom
And their ill intent
To bite hard the foot
As Jimmy plays slow
And Old Man Winter
Takes his toll

Deeper in dreams
The subconscious awakes
As we prepare our provision
For the dormant state...

When superstitious impairment
Breaches human rights
Shall a gypsy curse the guilty?
Shall an angel stand and fight?

In the paradox of foolishness
That tears our world apart
The ignorance that's feeding us
Was forced upon our hearts

As always I'll be watching
With a grimace upon my face
When they blow your *** to heaven
   Which is really only space...

Algorithms mapping
Trapping our lives
Programmed
To wake up
And **** in the night
Lap tops
Coffee hot
Device
In your face
Take your *** to work
   You'll feel better at play...

Yet algorithms
Can never hold
The opus of
The living soul...

The restless heart
A reverse polarity
When poetry's written
At a quarter to three

And so....
No thank you
Computer
I'm begging you please
Don't let the algorithms
  Choose the Daily!!!

In the enter circle
The spirits sing
The calming warmth
As the hearth fire burns

Foolishness subsides
For moments uncounted
Hold tight as long as you can
Peace is where you make it

I have no voice
I am an echo
In the frequency
Of the soul
No need for ear
Or even breath
That breathe
The truth of old
Simple sound
Bounced around
As it fades
And reappears
Hear me not
In the physical
Repeat and leave
Me here
...

How dose it really feel
To just get up and go....?
Perhaps you subsequently already know
Perhaps you left, maybe even yesterday
Could you explain how true love
Could possibly, suddenly decay
How long where you planing to never come back?
When did your devious heart turn black?
Turning my world upside down
Even my smile
Hooks like a frown.....

These two old fellas
They knew all that
Scars and scandals
Fragile facts
All the years they go back

Veitnam, Cambodia
Hell they survived
On eastern drugs
So call them crazy
If you must
But these two fellas
 Don't give a ****

This guy did
Over fifteen years
In a constant madhouse
He became aware
Survival isn't easy
In the zoo of men
I held on
Most never can

Tell me about
Your lowest low
Have you ever misplaced
Your soul
Did they ever rip it out
Were you ever really whole
Living in these hells
It changes you you know
...

In the spark which ignite's
At the start of each moment
A poetic heart can be
A highly charged component

Shattered upon a million mirrors
Multiplied by a billion years
Caught in a universal struggle
Between words of love and fear

Simply placed on a spectrum wide
Between connect and the unfortunate divide
But when the spark ignite's in a poetic mind
We paint our own unique pictures line by line...

Thanksgiving's for me
Cracks in my emotional armor
Chemical imbalance of the brain
Wounds to deep to deal with
Straight jacket for Christmas

Oh ya, good food!

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 early dawn
Our bodies lay naked out on the lawn
Completely fulfilled and finally whole
I have no intention of letting her 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 sleep and gasp for air...

Ya but what if....
What if it's much more complicated
The distance to truth
What if it's equal to eternity
How long shall one search
Didn't all the paths lead here!

Although
There's so much to love
In the aesthetics of existence
There's no stopping the heart
From being resistant

We all have a soul
So easy to squeeze
Carry it upon your shoulder
Wear it upon your sleeve
But here is
A simple little clue
The weight of the world
Is not just for you
....

Why
To have
To hold
To watch as we grow old
Give me a blanket
Now I'm cold...

My  breath fades
So I crawl
Tired of change
so I stall
The wait
Blinds me
I left my heart
Behind me

Don't come this way
A voice
Would  say
Yet upon this
Bed I lay...

The opposite
Of positive
Is negative
All opposites
Share this
Relationship
And we are
All individual
Batteries
We are living
Electrolytes
...

A myth is but an image
An image is a representation
My words are but Cupid’s arrows
My quiver desperation

Subatomic particles
Are but a myth of our existence
The patterns are repeating
Invisibly but consistent

You are the uniqueness
Of your own story
Your mythology is your glory
Save your own soul
At the altar of your own delusion
I hope there’s not too much confusion!

I thought I had caught a glimpse of the master plan but now my enlightenment has faded into shades of gray
It seems to be concealed from my sight, camouflaged by emptiness, endless nothing
So now I quietly carry on, pretending to understand, so ashamed of my inner dimness, such numbness this complete lack of insight
I wear this mask, walk alone and keep to myself on this ever-changing road
I would find serenity in believing that the more we know the less we understand
For I once believed I knew the answers of that great mystery of God and humankind
But isn’t that the goal of so many of us, to achieve faith beyond a doubt, beyond reason?
Yet to strive to go beyond belief and to become all knowing is a road less traveled
One that leads to an awakening of pure common sense, logic that embraces reality
That is to understand that there was not meant to be an answer
No, not in this realm of being

When bad things happen
The world won’t pause
Or give you time to breathe
The pain just lingers
The heart weighs heavy
The storm that just won’t seize

When bad things happen
You look for a reason
But the answer’s just not there
If all else fails
You point your finger
And blame someone who cares

When bad things happen
I’ll still love you
And I’ll love you forever more
So take my hand
And we’ll be ready
‘Cause the worst is still in store

Greed
The consumer of life
The hungry be ******
Gold brings gold
The Poet bleeds
With hourglass sand

Time's direction
Is no return
All the stages
Of live and learn
A blink of an eye
For what we deny
A sigh runs deep
For every white lie

Yet still we turn
In perpetual motion
Collective souls
In similar oceans ...

Raw passion so intense it intoxicates
Captured in a moment of no escape
Two lovers erupt in heated naked bliss
One spark from her eyes and the fuse is lit

Brush of skin and an electric charge ignites
******* *****, chill bumps take flight
The scent of pheromone impairs the senses
The fulfillment of desires, the unspoken consensus

Take in deep, that driving heat
Perspiration flows, dampened sheets
Saturated in lust and no regrets
Life is awesome I must confess...

Bleed, he loves to bleed
Woe is me, his creed
Dreams, he lives in dreams
Hooray for our team

Darkness, he adheres to death
Contemplating his last breath
The wind blows calmly nigh
Why does he tell such lies ...

Descriptions of blood and guts
He played with life and got cut
Words of violence and gore
He believes love is war...

Truth blinds his innocent eyes
Mere shadows in which he hides
What is the measure of cool
He looks to SlipKnot and drools ...

Bang goes the gun, smash goes the mirror
Slam goes his fist to hide his fear
Day after day, year after year
Perhaps in time he'll learn to steer...

Still I watch and wonder when
Shall the breeze become a wind ...

There was an old man
Still young in soul
So he left his body
And just let go

With spirit free
He took to wings
He flew to where
The angels sing

But there he realized
He was all alone
That and he'd stumbled
Into a no fly zone...

...

When the sound of gunfire
Is followed by a stinging bullet
Perhaps we should have done more...

I hold my thoughts
In linear form
Until my eyes let lose
   The page...
A simple cure
For writer's-block
I use to get stuck
   For days...
Words would stick
In self conflict
   Distractions and dismay...
Yet still the need
To push the pen
Would help me
   Find my way...
Yet
What would I say
If a matter of gray
Could channel
   The Poets of Old...
Surely the fountain
Would soon run dryer
Than these words
That I've squeezed
   From my soul...

When a word is wise
Energy flows
It’s nice to hear
More of those
Words of kindness
So simply put
Love is an energy
Humanity it’s roots
Angry words
You may not fear
But I have seen
A million tears
Heartache and misery
Written in stone
Negative energy
Can follow you home
And you may not believe
That poetry has such power
Until my friends
Your hearts are devoured
........

Dear revolving doors
Like so many before
I could go
  Leave this sight...
Hell, I turn it off
Every night...
I can't support us
The way HP need be
Don't get me wrong
I can almost
   Take care of me...
  Of course that is....
As long as I have
My Poetry!

Passages of madness
Engraved on the wall
Eccentric the poets
Who use their claws

All rest in peace
The tombstone read
Was it a message from god
Or merely a marker of death

Bleed into nothing
Break into song
One way or another
The world goes on..

I like to rhyme way with way
But I have so much more to say
Since I have a higher technological mind
I’ll be rhyming time with time
Now, now
Don’t be jealous of all my rhymes
I’m alive and doing fine

I'm not as it seems
This DNA is not mine
I'm just a sentient being
The traveling kind

I am hardly a "white man"
Or any title you fly
I'm merely a lover
Of the human kind

I don't follow the ways
That were laid down before me
I don't believe out of faith
Logic set my soul free

I'm not as I seem
Yet you have nothing to fear
It was more than just living
That brought us here
...

Your kind of love
Has limitless bounds
Spreading like wildfire
When you come around
Your kind of flames
Ignite my soul
Passionately burning
Out of control
A single spark
I'm easily fed
Come and consume me
Upon my bed
.....

Relax
And just breathe
I wasn't really
Going to leave
Tomorrows come
And love forgives
Besides, I have no
Where else to live
And in these days
Of reasonable doubts
Of who we are
Despite ourselves
I'll still be here
In words that rhyme
Trying my hardest
To make you mine
................
....

We long to touch, to embrace the night
Where sin is hidden from the light
The taste of flesh, such forbidden fruit
We falls far from the vine of truth

Beauty feeds the beast that must
Consume the fire of burning lust
One gives, one takes, one heart shall bleed
One takes more pleasure in ***** deeds...

then i was lost
i know
i had paid
the cost
scars are
all i have
poetically
have i gone mad?

I'm truly not trying to boast
Of my enormous greed
I have all that a human being
Could ever possibly need
No cancer, no dooms day disease
I've a heart of gold
So why do I grieve?

Everywhere I look I see sad eyes
Cutting strait through to my core
So many never make it this far
Did you lose, were you torn?

Her sad eyes were in my care
And then she died...
Now everyone's sadness
Eat's me alive
..................................................

Who shall share the martyr's pain
Which bleeding heart's shall ordain
Dare sing their last will's refrain
And so hold on tight in vain
Bad stories always remain
Like Job or even poor Cain
Time can leave a wicked stain...

Hey Siri’s
write a poem for me
..........
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Never mind Alexa

Where are you now
My reckless desire
Come share my warnth
You sweet ***** liar
Tell us not of
The truth of souls
Burn the bridges
   When you go...

Who are you now
Slight of my dreams
Long gypsy nights
Shrill banshee screams
Follow me down
The path of split ends
Into the shadows
   Of all that has been...

Solomon indulged
In the witchcraft of poetry
The magical rites of nature
He broke the yoke
Of wasted hopes
And became a woman chaser

Words form spells
The seeds of dreams
Dark verse light
The earliest memes
Songs of songs
Building grace
Magic is attainable
In the Poet's case
..........................

May the dark days of the soul
Swiftly come and go
And the fall out
Of your pain descend
And the rough edges
Be hidden well
As you hold the memories
Of your personal hell
Within

Why admit your deepest sin
Your personal Judas kiss
Why expose your secret soul
Those cuts upon your wrist

Memories we gather
Turn to ink upon the page
Perhaps for the eccentric
It's a means of escape

Regurgitated
By our unconscious
Dissected
By our intellect
Haunting us
In our dreams
Blessed are those
Who no longer
Wake up in scream

I am here to let you know
You are not alone
Fear not the mark
Those stains on our soul
Write them down
Then perhaps
We can start
To be whole
...