Gleaming with dreamy themes
Of serene scenes, their eyes smile
Rejuvenated in vitality, afresh in purpose
The mere innocence of  child

Blessed by companionship they belong
As strong as rage the soothing calm
On lucid daydreams their spirits climb
The winds of wonder fill their minds

A day so very enchanted
Their hearts beat as one
They march on like heroes
Off into a setting sun…

But it doesn’t need
A purpose to read
The natural structure
Is the mystery

A stanza where two minds melt
Certainly words of comfort and wealth

These thing only matter to us
Catch and ride the purposeful bus
Themes and memes of rolling streams
Sleepwalking the poetical dream

If I could only keep up with the train!

The magic of the moment, appeals to the heart
The essence of self-expression, portrays in fine art
Denounced of all logic, abstract with precision
Her image appears to lack her heart's intuition
Taunted like bees shaken in a jar
The artist offends her emotional scars
A nerve twitches the soul, excites the old
A mind so wise yet feebly slow
Love as a game extinguishes the flame
A pretty girl in my picture, I’ve forgotten her name
The ways of creativity feeds a fire
Her innocence is lost in my desire
Beauty and passion, a lust to stay young
The heart beats of wonder, before the guilt comes
The wink of an angel, the cast of a spell
The adolescent fear of kiss and tell
Broken like glass, then falls to the ground
A tender young heart lost and never found
And so the artist hides behind his creation
Only to expose such vague insinuations

Oh life why did you
Deal me this hand
It would’ve been easier
To be a simplistic man

To accept an end
Bow to death
Allow the darkness
Withhold the breath

All the thing simple men do
For all of life’s seasons
That happen to you

Oh life
Please hold long
Keep this body going strong
Mind and spirit
Remain aware
There’s a reason why I’m here!

The laws of the universe
are written in repeating patterns.
Complicated crystals of consciousness.
Cooperation is a balancing force.
Survival of the fittest
is but death and war.
These laws are not just mine,  they’re ours.

Change to our foreign policies
Change to our non diplomacy
Change to our over reaching hegemony
Eight hundred military bases over seas
Change instead of death to the IDF
That’s as generous as it gets!

Ya...
But, but
I am crazy
You see what
You want to see
There's no mercy
No not for me
All the double
Negatives  
Are meant
To deceive
Please
don't
look
At
Me
...........................

Who says that there was a beginning?
Surely an end could never be!
Unless of course we start at
the moment you pledged your love to me!

It's happen before
But there was always
A reason..
A bitter ending or sudden change
The heart breaking season..
Loss of children
Loss of freedom
Even trust
Turned to treason..

But not this time
I should be fine
I've worked so hard
On this love of mine

I'll be alright
I'll be fine
Meditation
Will helps keep me
Inline!

I steer clear of chaos,
I see ‘em everywhere,
it’s quite naturally normal
these drivers unaware…

The anticipation warns
the arrival of a pending storm.
The karmic wheel repeats..
Chaos is life’s biggest thief…

Something
must have gone astray..
Somehow
their bitter made them gray..

Their vibration is very low
the dark side of the matrix
has snagged their souls..

Do yourself a favor
don’t let them pull you in.
Steer clear of the chaos
and all the special drama
chaos lends..

And here I find peace
With the crazy in me
The shadows in my solitude
And those faces in my trees
Oh no!
No longer do such illusions of deception deceive
Upon the echoes of consciousness
  The crazy gradually flees...

Dear friends
It’s good to check in
into the cyber world
every now and then!
Don’t let a gateway get you down
You’re still the best poets around
Trick the computer into posting a draft
But if it out smarts you
Just simply laugh
Only persistence can find the path.

Things I can't remember
And things that never happened
Are stored in the same location
  I forget where...

(Romanticized not derogatory)

A bard is a poet
But not all poets are bards
I love to sing
And play my guitar

Dancing comes natural
Spinning on one toe
I take a gracious bow
Into a power pose

I’m more then the rest
My poetry’s the best
I recite the hero’s creed
I lead the chant
In a warrior stance
Into the violent streets

The news of the day
Rolls off of my tongue
Stanzas dressed to please
To the local tavern
The patrons run
To drink and brawl with me

Barmaids to breed
Sweet honey mead
The good life
Yes the good life indeed!
I make a loud toast
A salute to our host
Another round on me!

Simple acts
Of living
We author
Our own lives
Such it seems
Suppose to be's
We hold on
With all our might

The heart
It sinks
Into a hole
A shadow world
Of type
A place we listen
With closed mindedness
To the heretics of light
....

There's a demon on a chain
Believe me, he'e not tame
I'm sure he's to blame
He's the one I often frame
   For all my lame...

Blessed in all we do
While the others
All get *******
No not the Palestinians
More like a double negative
Perhaps like a Jew

Saudi oil on the right?
Yemen has nothing left
All our scattered armies
Everywhere???
Polar meltdown at best!

Leave Iran alone
Stop picking at those bone
Come on one percent
Leave well enough alone

I'm not going to use his name
He already has far too much fame
  It's Bernie or bust
In that you can trust!
And that's all I'm saying!!!

Take a moment
Imagine a time
The vanishing
At the end of all lines..

Can you feel your heart slowing
Did you enter divine?

Contemplation of existence
As the guts sway and swerve
Beyond all resistance
Beyond all deserves

Within a Galaxy
Upon a speck
The span is endless
In the mind of depth
Catch the expansion
With every breath
There can never be
  Nothing left...

If it feels good do it again
In repetitive continuum

Take the mind for a ride
We are mechanically sound
The great and powerful
imagination
is hardly earthbound

In the freedom of subjectivity
emptiness
and
nothingness
can hardly exist

Traveling the synapses
Is a very blissful trip!

Voices in the closet
Where do they disappear
Eyes within the darkness
Creatures in the mirror

Shadow's of lost reason
Tossed and turning bed
Guess I got it coming
My heart keeps
Thumping dread

Long in to this living
Life becomes a maze
Soon the day shall follow
The night shall go it's away!
.....

Give me your blimished
Tarnished flesh
I will devour
What ever is left
Expose to me
Your Taddered soul
What ever remains
From years ago
When you were happy
And life was just fine
Tell me Poetess
What's on your mind
.....

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
..........

Quickly glancing
Towards the clock
How much time
Before I'm not
So much more
To be done
Frantically
Running
Towards
The Sun

Finish line
Just ahead
Fires
Burning
Green and red
What is
This big hurry
To be dead?

The past will always
evaporate
into the cool vapors
of an unsure tomorrow…

So take this moment
catch your breath
and try to smile!
I assure you
the experience
will be worth the while!

After all it didn't matter
What was said
The moment passed
As clarity filled my head

Just as always
You pulled away
How many lost souls
Did you think you could save

Oh how you failed
In times passed
How can love ever last

You survived the darkness
But did you learn to leave it behind
After all
We are only slaves
To our own mind...

There's no single point
Where we became ourselves
No sacred moment
That sent our spirit south

All these different experiences
Bouncing around our heads
Gathered from a life time
Of pleasure's painful
Pure misguided dread

Love beyond measure
A fleeting slight of hand
An absolute description
That solitude demand

Still we cannot see
Whats tearing us apart
Staring in the mirror
At our final work of art
.............

We still share
Memories
I hold mine dear
I wish I'd never
Crossed you there
Still, in the end
You were never
Really mine
Except for these
Memories
You left behind
................

The spiritual ladder is somewhat the same for everyone
"Archaic" beginnings as the spirit takes growth
Into "Magical" beliefs that fill our hearts
With Utopian reprieve

Yet the "Mythical" awaits like a principal in the next room
Wielding the Bible Belt of fundamental values
And if we were truly blessed we reach for
"Rationality" the next rung
On the ladder of spiritual evolution

This is the kicker:
Rationality leads to Agnosticism
And Atheism
But have no fear
For if you truly have the gift
The next rung will soothe your
Wayward soul

"Mysticism"
This is where you will find the masters
The Shamans
And yes, some Saints
Those who are known to live in the higher states
States of Enlightenment
The realization of Oneness
It is locked inside of each and everyone of us
It rears its presence in spiritual spikes
On the lower rung of the
Ladder Of Spiritual Evolution

So in conclusion
Only those of the higher rungs
Are the ones that we can't understand
We are not there yet
Or at least I'm not
Not this time around anyways...

Superstitious
Impairments
Form
The foundation
Of the desperate heart...

Holding on too tight
To certain types
Of supernatural belief
Can seem quite polite

With that said
I wish you luck
May you be blessed
And I'll see you in the next world!

My muscles are fatigued
So will you please
Hold this world
For me?

Dare you read this
And my truth be further known
I started out
The ******* child
A soul abused and alone
After four children
Of his own
I became the child
Father would not condone
The drunken *******
Was always ******

I found love out there on the streets
Always staying ******
With a young gang or
Friendly thief's
They taught me the ropes
How a city boy is supposed to cope
It's been
Eight years now, out of the pen
I look back and cringe
It all started in a place called
Flint.......

As many as the stars
Who could ever count the scars
Left on the shadows of time

Caught in mind traps
That part of us naps
And away our liberties pine

Blessed be the meek
Such superstitious freaks
How lovely the stars
In their eyes

Blessed be the tides
That crash on my mind
In pictures I just can't define...

Dead and dying the second death
My eyes grow dim, faint of breath
Still I run
Thoughts exhausted, logic fails
An endless flight I exhale
Still I run
Shards of rock, broken glass, barefoot past
Callous mind, soaking sweat blind
Still I run
Round and round, winding down
Nowhere bound, lost and never found
And still I run
Dreams of old come and go
Rain and snow my greatest foe
Still I run
Body ailing, muscles failing
Obstacles I swerve, constant left-hand curves
But still I run until I'm done
In the early morning hours
And then I go in ... and take a shower

Unfortunately
Change isn't simple
and without failure,
entropy sets-in...
You got to lose your balance
to find a new one☯
We all possess the strength to win!

To reach a new goal
"In evolution"
The seeds of love rely
All this chaos is but an illusion
The spark of hope still fills my rhymes

There is a new day on the horizon
The sun is shining extra bright
The sky is endlessly blue
An atmosphere of endless apatite's
.......................................................­....

Follow me down
The rabbit's hole
Take my soul
Oh debt I own
Tonight I sleep
In lotus-land
As I play the role
That life demands
The lover
The dreamer
The keeper of flames
The winner
The loser
The person to blame
The foundation
The promise
Who's always on call
You guessed it
Your Father
The one who
Stands tall...

All this weight dragging me down
Get your hands off me!
Must I be both sober and sound
Get your paws off me!
Will you let me go, my way
out into the freezing snows okay
Get your wicked claws out of me

To you and all your cronies
I am just a phony
so please get your hands off me

Share the experience of viruses.
Micro packages
of environmental information.
!!!
The biome is your savior,
not your enemy!

I know you’re programmed to believe viruses are our enemies,
but that is absolutely a backwards
anti nature condition.
As a matter of fact!!
We are alive because of viruses……..

So drunk upon intellectualism and the “all knowing” science of the day, that they don’t see their own arrogance renders them developmentally deformed

Blinded at a lower stage of evolution, they flaunt their pathologies in ignorant splendor and wonder not of their own irrational condition

Such beliefs as aesthetics and morals being secondary to sound reason, they disassociate that which can’t be measured

Shall we all face the same vain fate, the disenchantment of our world?

I lift a weary eye to a breathless sky
It paints a shocking picture the music makes me cry
Can we feel what’s really real, a pleasure beyond a thrill
The thought came before creation, love shone from your eyes

Are we really free, does it matter
Are we rungs upon life’s ladder
I felt your pain and smiled
For I was but a child
So drink up, play with your favorite toys
Remember such treasures are only a ploy

I no longer use fantasy as a stimulus. Because pretend drama is but extra drama to experience and I’m unwilling.
Who do you think these rock stars are, whose lives are so glamorously appealing?

My heroes are few and far between, those who help the blind to see. Those who’ve survived life’s fatal wounds, still recognised beyond tomb.
You choose yours, I’ll choose mine. I won’t commemorate the sellouts or the killing kind.

Oh blind me now
To the ways of sin
So that I may hide
Myself within
Rip it out
This heart of lust
Take away
My conditional trust
Deafen my senses
To unaware
Cage my guilt
In the dungeons
Of despair

Take away all I've sown
Place a limit on my cares
But you better close the door
Because there's a draft in here
A wind of change
That longs to blow
Into your life
To fill your soul
With the words of peace
Of tolerance that's fair
Allow us to breathe
  A little more fresh air..

Endlessly I push these stones up these steep hills
My body wears down but the need is all I feel
Who am I that believes in such a cursed cause
Who am I but a voice of forgotten and betrayed gods
Repeating the madness in my weary head
Pushing rock up the hills of a life of dread
What is it for, fears is an unwanted emotion
Still
I fight with insight to find my path of true devotion

Faded street sign
Which way is home
I take a deep breath
And turn to stone
Weary of the night
So hungry and cold
Yet if I turn back now
I'll lose my soul...

From the underworld
I arrived
Into the light
That often blinds
Oh thank the heavens
   For my rational mind...?

Gathering prompts from creation
I weave the fabric of reality
Tonight I paint the sky

An orchestration of shimmering shining
Humming hemispheric harmony
Colourful clusters of lights
Above your evening world!

All shall be remembered through dawn
As my awesome power moves on
To another sky
In somebody else’s mystique
Evening world!

My moment hangs on
solid as stone..
I’ve been here for ages
an anchor in the flow..
A **** of ice
that never breaks free..
A signal moment
in my eternal history.
I’ll never move on
because in this moment
I’m free!

Haven't we done enough
Shutting down and rebooting
Pointing pointed words and shooting
And of course
Holding it in til it happens again
Never quite figuring out
You have to lose if you want to win..

Once
In an attempt
To just let go
I burred all my pain
Way down below
Below my conscience
Within my soul
Never knowing
The price in toll

Please
Take my word
Inner peace
Is made of glass
When it breaks
It can kick your ***

So now I search
A different way
To return my pain
To it's proper place
To accept my broken
To bear life's weight
To take the reins
And rejoin the race
........

Like the last Roman empire
  Our republic is but a facade
Capitalism has sold out to corporatism
  Our establishment has sold out to the highest bidder


I join the quitters..

As if a giant wand
Pointed down from the sky
In a big bang your soul
Magically arrived
I fell down
To my wandering knees
I've never felt a soul
   So lovely indeed...
In the simple proximity
Of heaven on earth
Beautiful creatures hath
Creatively giving birth
Dreams in the flight
In the hours of rest
Passion that peaks
In a flash of the flesh
Surely your poems
I like the best
......

Actually??
Well yes!
I do believe...
You were suppose to be mine  
But somewhere, somehow
Some skipped over moment
We were lost to a hiccup in time

Now you're so
So far away from me
Leaving my soul behind
Trying to shine silver
In grey clouds of rhyms
All because of a glitch
A glitch we can't rewind
....

...............................

Looking glass of god
Are you shattered upon the earth
Broken is the prophet
Who was raised up from his birth...

Used to bring a message
Then shed like old dead skin
Open up I'm coming out
From this hell you left me in...

Let silence be our guide
And peace will set us free
Or be lost within the question
Of some ancient mystery...