If you thought
That you could
Get away with it
Would you do it again?

Now look in the mirror
And tell your twin
You can only change
The things you can

So get out there and do it!
Before your life depends
...

It starts in the enchantment of her love...

In the beginning of her storm
Even the angels take shelter
A battle so fierce it rocks the heavens
The stars begin to flicker
Demand for blood shed redemption
From a race of turn-ups
Eventually life bleeds into death
Death which is ultimate in her knowing...

I dreamt you were an Angel
From a world quite divine
A light shone all around you
As water turned to wine

You came to heal the people
Of their hatred and disease
But you turned away in sorrow
'Cuz your touch could not heal me...

It all felt so familiar
As if it happened once before
You left me in the ruins
Of this bloodstain killing floor...

If you could peer
Through these cracks in my heart
With those eyes that look away
Or touch the calluses
Of my lost hopes and dreams
Of compromise repaid

If you could lift uncertainty
In a state of brokenness
Hold your breath a hundred years
Would you consider it a gift?

If you could live your final days
In heaven right here on earth
Than you would have realized
   What holding on
To living can be worth...

The realization
Of the gods
Is the limitation
Of humanity
Reflected in the frustration
Of ones heart
Truly we need not be
  Worlds apart...

At every paradigm change
All the old problems shall be solved
With solutions plague with new problems
So how can we finally evolve?

No one reads poetry
on Sunday mornings.
So I don’t post on Sunday’s.
until late afternoon.

But here’s a tidbit for ya!

Roses are red violets are indeed blue
Life is beautiful and so are you!

There’s a new star a’shining,
So why!
Why can’t you see it?
We’re finally arriving
This golden plateau
Beyond shifting paradigms
The fruit can not completely please
Without the knowledge
From the forbidden tree
The star is shining bright
So why can’t you see?

Love as we know it can never die
As long as we possess the ability to recall
We can re-experience every pleasurable moment
If we are willing to remove our angry walls

Will you allow yourself the chance
To remember how you felt
As you embraced a long lost lover
When nothing mattered and no one else

All the grief melts away
For those sacred seeds were sown
And all the moments of good love
Are as good as carved in stone

At all times
I'm forced to hold it
In the front of my mind
The fact that
I am separate from them...

The war mongering neocons
Wall-Street, Big Pharma
The Military Industrial Complex
The Establishment of our two social parties
Mutated into an ugly
Form of legal corruption
Sanctioned by our own
Supreme Court's ignorance

It's time to take the power back!
The Constitution
(It's not just about guns)
When will we stop voting
For the same old choice
"The Establishment"

What is behind an eye
A place where a fear resides
A love that stretches
Both far and wide

Far more than a place
To simply mask a lie
There's so many different eyes
So many bright and brilliant shining eyes

Does eye color somehow matter
Can blue eyes feel sadness sadder
The odds favor your eyes to be brown
Which are some of the nicest folks around

Or perhaps these descriptions are stereotypes
Because green-eyed people just love to fight
And eyes with freakish hues of silvers and blues
Can capture your heart and run you through

Yet from a common unfounded point of view
My eyes are hazel and a bit red too
In the perfect shadow of a wicked moon
They can appear a shade of handsome blue

But let me not lead your reading eyes astray
Hazel stands for slimy green goo turning grey
And the stereotype that fits us like any made up lie
That an iris could ever affect the person behind the eyes

Why shout out to the mountain
It's time to fall on me
The sky keeps turning darker
So why pretend to see …

Love so often cast
Like pearls to the swine
The dog returns to his *****
He calls it  holy wine …

There’s a new day on the horizon
As our lungs gasp for air
Existence remains unsolvable
Yet on these fables so many swear

Eternity holds no definites
The equation six feet deeper
Wake up and do some living
Or be an eternal sleeper

HP
Nov 2015

A deeper inquiry
Is a priority
To catch
And identify
The complexities
   Of our reality...

Pay attention
To the nuances
Perhaps keep a tally
Apples and oranges
Are far from
    Jams and jellies...

Narrow views
Are often
Ordinary
Surely
We are more
   Than extraordinary ...

Try to keep
In mind
There must
Be more
To all this
Hocus Pocus
Then simply
What's literately
In our focus
...

According to
The science of the unknown
Random samples of emptiness
Can only scratch the surface of nothingness
Depleting the distortions of invisibility
While examining the possibility of
The non-existent state
Leaving only what appears to be
Worthless ashes of eternal entropy
...
And in another related stories...

It is only fair that
I should warn you...
In person
I am quite out spoken
Stern and sure in my
Liberal values

With a smile
And a wink in my caring eye
I would love to sell you
Your greatest passions
Your greatest pleasures
If you can't afford
We can negotiate
Trust me
I aim to accommodate

So...
If you are curious
Roll those bones
Award yourself
Answer the phone
Or
Take the blue pill
And
Wake up in bed
Fearing I maybe
A dealer of dread

But my name is my word
Integrity bound
And I have
The best stuff to sell around...

I don't get distracted
apart from this reality
Social networking communities  
is but a gamming fatality
I've low tolerance for such mentality

I leave my device's in airplane mold
you can call me a shut in
a hermit or a hobo
I don't need google on the go!

My dopamine is in pursuit
of a better me...
Accordingly
I am one of those mindful type freaks!

Up all night!
Playing poetry
Writing my guitar
Today I’ll be
A falling star..

Oxymoronic
The caffeinated paradox

Once upon a time
26 years ago
I was forced
To stuff those feelings down
All that had ever
Made me sad
Or left me feeling low
Such feelings I denounced
So easily they seemed to go...
That's when I started writing
Poetry to save my life
Bars upon those windows
And beyond the free sunshine

So many years
I escaped my miseries
Unfortunately
They all still existed
Somewhere
Subconsciously...
Life is a struggle
Trying to realign
Poetry connected me
To the Divine
..............................

Vaguely I recall
My thoughts before the fall
A world view
So wide yet dim
A simple conformance
To a world I was living in

And you
Chemically produced
Passion induced
Love was real
As real as a pill
Oh how I remember
The thrills

Our eyes
So bright and wide
Midnight moons
Amplified
Endless summer skies

Hearts entwined
In temporal bloom
Sat in stone
And doomed to ruin

Quickened
In love's embrace
The fires were fed
In flesh and lace

Memories infused
With the essence
Of gods
But in the end
Love was just a facade...

I cannot explain
The presence of magic
With mere mortal words
Or even prove it's eternal existence
Without sounding quite absurd

Ancient secrets lay benign
Within the Poet's rhymes
There lies the powers
Of love and hate sublime

In a slight of hand the eyes react
Under written messages
Slip through the cracks
Suddenly we're caught up in
A spinning spiritual trance
Raised arms
Voicing strange hypnotic chants
We dance through the gardens
Of lost hopes, mingled with romance
And we're never coming back!

I wore the mark of Cain
Like a stain upon my soul
How I dreaded to return
To my former family role

Trust is but the air we breathe
Betrayal a choke in our lies
Days I have prayed to be forgiven
More often I had prayed to die

Now I prefer to ride the winds of change
With a guitar upon my knee
Giving in to new ways
I have no time for grief...

I took a familiar nightmare
For a frightening final ride
Facing all my failures
Feeble fable, foolishness
And freakishness, inside
Intense, **** ya, you bet!
To say the fracking least
The finality of a fearless
Forgotten rotten kind of beast
Now forever starving
At the final festive feast
.....................................

You have one of the most beautiful soul I have ever come across.
Not a single blemish on your body could represent your eternal self.
With eyes that see through, I look upon the beauty of your eternal youth.
See what you may of my surface and wonder of my underneath,
I am but the spring of passions and countless quantum leaps.

The mycelium network seems to be connected
to my corpus callosum
just beneath my cerebral cortex.
I lay naked on bare ground to recharge and revitalize!  
I am one with Gaia!

As he threw the silver at their feet
He could taste his bitter wicked deed
It festered in his immortal soul
His beliefs became his greatest foe...

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
..........

In the moment we thrive
On the edge of being alive
Don’t be afraid
We’re all going to die
You see this is a reminder
From the wizard in the sky
From the witness behind
We’re all in this together
And this world
Isn’t getting any better
......XYZ......

Do I know crazy
I know him well
Too much time
In and out of hell

Even the strongest
Can't keep
The sky from falling
My motor's running
My mind keeps stalling

Here I am
If there’s anything you need
My heart is racing
My brokenness is in the lead

Timelessly
Transcendent
These states of passion
A brief encounter
A natural reaction
Emotional chemicals
No ones to blame
Hard hot wiring
Shot down in flames

When I was still young
And unwilling to fall
You were but naive
Behind subdivided walls
Hidden from your passion
By overbearing arms
Believe me when I tell you
I would never do you harm
...........

What was it
That finally broke my soul?
Perhaps I was suppose to die
Many years ago
I made amends
To set thing right
But it seemed that was just
A wasted flight
Somehow I'm still alive
Suffering as I survive
I have no words
Left to say
No warnings
To convey
Believe as you may
I wasn't suppose to write
These words today
Instead I should be sleeping
In a younger me's grave....

Twelve bars
is barely enough
for my blues!
I’m forced to add
a measure or two..

The quest for identity
Is lost in a universe
Of reason gone amidst

I give my love
To get it back
Oh what ethics
My morals lack

In a war against apathy
Empathy is rampart

The walls of paradise
Blackout the sun

Without the shadow
There cannot be the substance

What madness this all is!
This ridiculous order of chaos

@(%^#
Life can get quite messy
As lovers weave their webs
I am but a ink spot
Some womanizer left
Trust don't mean true
So, what's it to you?
You could be a *******
Just like you know who
.........
Ancestry.com

If you've never
Been as far
Thank your
Blessed or
Lucky stars
That you
Don't know
How it feels
To face the darkness
That consumes
At will
To take the devil
By his horns
To crown
Your lust
With prickly thorns
To hold the fire
Embrace the burn
To hide the scares
Of lessons learned
....

I dreamt about true 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 words are so often
Misunderstood...

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.

We embrace evil
Be ****** oh fools
Eyes forget to blink
Shadows rule
Out of our way
This path is strong
Feels so right
Embracing wrong

Which one am I
That deserves to burn
Who are we
Who never learn
Wicked winds
In darkened skies
Evil thrives
Which one am I

(Dear Poetess)

What is your
Greatest desire?
Pitch me now
Your unbridled plea
I can give you
Anything you want
If you give me
What I please

No worries
No limits
No depth to deep
Awake or dreaming
Or while you sleep
Oh the sins
We shall heap
When
Your soul
Become
Mine to keep

Oh dear Poetess
Just sign here
I will lead you
Beyond despair
In to a world
Of whips and chains
Be my lover
In burning flames
Together we shall
Rule beneath
Emerged in the passion
  Of your most wicked beliefs...

Love is like a hill
I can't seem to climb
My heart falls down
Almost every time

Love is like a dream
One you can't disrupt
Love can be a nightmare
If you just give up

Love is like an arrow
Pierced  through your soul
If you pull it out
Love will leaves a hole

Love is like a cancer
From black to blue and back
Love can be a cure
But the deck is surely stacked
...

I took over this page
When the Poet died
He had a lot of followers
And so I lied
I started writing
Under his traveling name
I’m pulling your leg
But wouldn’t that be lame?

In the passing
Of innocence
As the operations
Of knowing engaged
A part of her was lost
To that brittle stage...
Through her eyes
I could blindly see
How to set
Her trust at ease
....
In playgrounds
Of callused fools
Desensitized
To moral rules
I find myself
Easily pleased
'Cause all we have
Is all we need
...

How many times
Did you fall down
Before you learn
To walk away
How many times
Did you fall in love
How many hearts
Did you break

How many loved ones
Have you let down
How many promises
Did you forsake
How many more
Lives will you touch
With the selfish
Battles you wage?

What were you believing
A mere five years ago
Have you moved on from there
Or did it soothe your soul?

Perhaps it makes more difference
Than anyone would care to know
   But it seems the human mind
Was designed to grow...

Surely the test of life awaits
Beyond this world a deferral fate
Into an abyss of eternal bliss
   If you make some sort of list...

Thanks to the
Luck of the draw
Forty six and 2
  This is something
I already clawed through..

On the edge of consciousness
Were slumbering creeps
I climb out the tunnel
Up from a deep sleep

Layers of unrest
Madness and fears
On the outskirts of bad dreams
And all my nightmares

A flash in gray matter
The heart starts to race
Thoughts try to trap me
In fits of dream rage

When my eyes finally open
I shake it all off
Pushing back into forgetfulness
All the battles I've lost
....

I walk with high heart
Down troubled trails
Where living leads
Dark soul long nights
Lovers take flight
I've been down on my knees

I gather strength
In what I believe
I look through poet eyes
I trust what I see

I hold my thoughts
Like breath
'Til I find my pen
I keep my judgments
To myself
And look within

After exploring
Many alternate routes
With an ambitions to alleviate
All my existential doubts
The questions in the deeper depths
Beyond the endless spans...
I'm afraid it appears
We've all been tricked
Or somehow even ******
To a state of uncertainties
Where we temporally survive
And think the distant darkness
That by some chance we're still alive....

So many years pass before my eyes
Love lost, humiliations
All these wounds I must hide

A constant flow of tragedies
Have formed this fool within
And those I long to be near
Will never be again

Time is but a wave
Which wears the surface smooth
All the footprints get blown away
With those dreams of me and you...

The poetic mind
Can only be studied
In an observational
Capacity

Any attempt
Of measurement
Would surely
Effect the out come
Resulting in a chaotic
Reaction

It appears
Sub poetic particles
Prefer to remain
Unobserved
In their natural order
...

Don't let
Yourself

Get in
The way

Of
Understanding

Others
...
...