You can twist
My heartstrings
In a somersault display
Spiral through my being
Fill me with your rays

You can flood my soul
Hold me in your beam
I am but a shooting star
In your gravity
.....

I MEDITATE TO CONTROL MY HATE
LATELY I CAN'T CONCENTRATE....

I MEDITATE TO CONTROL MY HATE
LATELY....

What more could make
Passion spark
Than her naked body
In the park
In the tent
Under those trees
Nature sets
A desire free

In the shallow of the river
The receiver becomes the giver
Cooling in the rapid flow
Nature rushing
Through our souls

Life is but a dream
Holding on as long as we can
May the cycle never ends
...................

Unbridled absolutes
Existentially running free
No one can tell you
What not to believe
Harvest your values
Sharpen your heart
Don't let fears
Tear us apart...

Compassion and mercy
Are known to sustain
Logic and reason
Are one and the same
.....

Once I traveled
Back in time
In an attempt
To put things
  Back on track...
Chopped off the head
Of all evil
But the head
  Eventually grew back...
Rewinding time
Even further
I forgot a thing or two
Something about
Something I'd done
Somewhere in time with you....

This isn’t a case
Of writers block
Tides have turned
The winds have stopped

Unread poems
Sacks stuck at home
Unposted unknown
Dear Eliot
Where did you go?

All my thoughts
Demand to rhyme
Contemplating
Line after line

Dear Eliot
What is this evil
Who downloaded
This poetic upheaval
Within your cyber grip
You control the trending list

Where approval declines
We are poetically confined
Dear Eliot
Have you lost your mind?

Underdog was cold and tired
When he took his first red pill
Hidden within his ring
On his K-9 finger
It was quite the mighty thrill

******-Doo and Shaggy too
What's in those ****** Snacks
Up against the perils of evil
Yet the snack still brings you back

Mighty Mouse and his magic powder
He snorted magic up his nose
When I was just a little kid
So many years ago...

Captured in a state of dread
There's no escaping The Walking Dead
Or Breaking Bad's **** perfection
A camera eye of moral deception

Our heroes are murdered yet still we watch
The vampires humanity was simply shut off
Prime time committed to bloodshed and crime
Nameless victims by screenplay design

Mad Men, House Of Lies, Shameless in fact
Gone are the shows with morals intact
Truth is, it's quite intriguing
Which in fact is the key
That allows the networks
To spread this disease...

Nobody seems to listen
And nobody seems to care
All these words I’ve written
This nakedness I've bared

Still I continue to write
Like a scribe whose kingdom’s come
The words of a poet
Are never said and done

To live with bitter madness
To reconcile with past
To dodge the angry arrow
Is a poets unconscious task...

Still these words keep coming
Like a fool without a cause
An annual case of writer’s block
Dictates my only pause

Perfect is the world we seek
On the wings of trust we embrace the flight
Dark are the waters we drown in
As we hold on to love with all our might

Perhaps I’m but a beacon
In a storm that will never cease
Anchored to this ocean
By a soul that’s never free

Upon the sea wall the breakwaters pound
She holds my hand my soul is bound
A salty summer breeze,  fresh and alive
Her hair blows wildly across the sky

A beacon buoy dances upon the ocean swells
Anchored to its destiny attempting to rebel
Seagulls attracted by its ringing bell
They take their haven in this beacon’s hell

Her brown eyes scan the horizon then back at me
I don't know what she sees in me
Truth is I hunger to be free; you know, like the sea
Yet like the buoy I could never leave

I start to say, you know our dreams are quite insane
But she quickly covers my mouth, “Shhh, do you want it to rain?
The sun is shining, the sky is blue and I will always love you”
I think to myself, what more could I ever want to hear
Still my heart is somewhere out there

And again the hungry sea calls out to me
Take a chance and come be free
Yet then again, where would I be
But alone upon the hungry sea...

Two years ago a teacher here on HP messaged and informed me
that she used my poem in her classroom for a class assignment.
I've never felt so honored, I pictured twenty kids
With copies of my poem in hand analyzing it 
When I inquired where on earth this school was?!
She must have been here in the states
Because she quickly disappeared
She just signed off
I never heard from her again
To tell her Thank You!
Thank you for sharing my worthless words
And giving them value..

Some of my poems/songs
Have registered copyrights
So please ask permission before plagiarizing
Although I won't be flying across the sea to sue anybody
Because face it, having my words circulate
Even further
Is very appealing.

Beyond passion we embrace the dark
A habitual bliss as we release our heart
Temptations tease, even want becomes need
Fulfillments fulfilled, even pleasures are pleased
We draw to the surface the quickening quench
Bathe in the purposeful hormonal stench

We lurk in the shadows cast by the meek
Who have inherited a world ruled by deceit...
With the wisdom of ages to guide our flight
We exist unnoticed under cover of night
We live for love yet hate sets us free
We search for truth in a world deceived

A simple twitch of an eye reveals a white lie
The calming of a heart as a nagging fear subsides
All is still as the dawn peaks the tranquil hour
Blinding rays of solar death seek evil to devour

Yet we are safe and sound from such a demon trap
When the forces of nature consummate our final path
Yet beware of such folklore that indicate win win
For we are merely immortals, until we reach our ends...

The Big Bang
was but a spark
of all that exist
……

I've seen so many Poets
Come and then go
Who you really where
Guess I'll never know

A thousand avatars
Penned to my soul
Tell me why do Poets
Fade from there roles

Will you be here tomorrow
Or will you be on your way
Don't you have anything left
That you feel you want to say

Truth is
We never really
Knew each other
Anyways...

I get my information
from the dirt…
While running my hands
through the fertile earths…
My mucus membranes
collect the biome beneath..
ancient mycelium filaments
feed my primal needs!

Life, it seems a question
That’s answered only in death
A light that leaves your body
As you grasp for your last breath

What comes next
Nobody can know
You came like a dream
And now I’m alone

The tears that I bleed
Are hidden by lies
My love is spread thin
For those I would die

Her eyes gave me access
To see through her soul
Now I've gone blind
How could she let go

If death holds the answer
And love holds the key
Then somewhere beyond
She’s waiting for me

These words are not intended
To condemn nor confuse
This is not an attempt
To spread fake news
In fact it's nothing
That absolutely
Needs to be said
It's merely the poetry
Beneath my breath
Simplistic my rhyming
In aesthetic waves
Soothing, freeing
New life on the page
I am a keeper
A giver of words
We are the receivers
As poetry gives birth!

(A letter from prison)

Like a ghost ever haunting
My presence remains
In those boxes
In your basement
Is my domain
I was once there with you
As the photos do disclose
But now I’m just a shadow
Left from years ago

I have simply been forgotten
And my ghost is no big deal
Packed away so neatly
In a box marked "Goodwill”

In the nighttime I’m a dream
The one you used to have
In the morning I’m still missing
But you’re no longer sad
To your friends I’m that secret
When the conversation’s deep
But lately I’m a whisper
That rarely makes a peep

I waited for your visit
But you never showed at all
I must have sent a dozen letters
And made a dozen calls
But I've simply been forgotten
And my ghost is no big deal
Packed away so neatly
In those boxes marked “Goodwill”

When my rage finally settles
I go searching for somewhere quiet
To calm the madness of my chaotic world
Delusion is such a well-balanced diet

When I dream I dream in color
Dark rainbows fill my velvet sky
When I laugh my tears are crimson
Touched by pain I hold inside

My pagan heart shields deception
From a judgmental godly mind
The craft spins upon the alter
Blessed like water turned to wine

No false hope to claim the throne
In a world that I must own
Just a magic spell to soothe my hell
Oh, how long must I stay ******?

Intolerance strikes like a serpent's bite
War drums beat throughout the night
Battle lines drawn in a fit of rage
The powers to be rule the stage

History tells of days of old
Dropping bombs, selling souls
What have we gained, oh hand of power
We give, we take, but mostly devour

One prays for an end to hate
One builds a bomb to annihilate
Through a camera's eye we watch and frown
National Monuments tumbling down...

Could my words describe a familiar place
A feeling of love or a bitter taste
Or do they echo through time as an endless rhyme
Never stopping to unravel, leaving naught behind

Perhaps they’re merely spoken out of such demise
An incoherent babble of a madman sublime
Should they speak of rage as of life in a cage
I have written of hate, such a shocking page

Yet I would that my words could somehow describe
The part of me I tend to hide
And so you may know I am somebody else
Than the person you see when you look in yourself
........................................................­­................................

It was time for love that never shone
A southern wind so coldly blown
In lies of madness I walked by night
So frail and jaded these ropes of life

I gave in to my whispering voice
A deed so forbidden, so staggeringly moist
By lust of madness, insanity ruled
In guilt and shame an act so lewd

How such a feeling could bewitch my soul
No biologist or mindologist could ever know
Love is such a fine line and I crossed her there
Alone in the madness of eternal despair

Who can forget
The black that stains a soul
I wish I were a simpleton
Whose regrets could just let go

Yet life is not designed
For any second chance relief
Once  you've crossed the line
You create such new beliefs…

She believes in happy things
Invisible beings with fairy wings
Fluttery butterflies make her dance
An endless game of happenstance
Eyes of wonder, transparent soul
The world is cruel but she doesn't know...

She greets me with smiles from ear to ear
To hold her heart I solemnly swear
Gentle touch soothes the soul
In her presence I turn to gold
She holds my restless heart at bay
As she executes her innocent ways...

Her plans get lost in the making
A pouty face when she's faking
Empty cups of invisible tea
Cartoon bandages when she bleeds
Shelves filled with eyes that stare
She loves her tattered teddy bear...

Crayon drawing of sunny skies
She draws me with big wide eyes
Read me a story, she hands me a book
It's past her bedtime but she gives me that look
I tuck her in and read her asleep
And pray my love she'll always keep...

They ascended
Left me
Earth bound
The world
Ended
Yet
I'm still
Around

Flesh
Eating
Monsters
Hunt
Where
I sleep
Still I own
This
Soul
That
You
Seek
...

Stacks of memories
In a recycle bin
Pulling 'em out
Putting 'em in

Remember whens
Where we like to go
Never forget 'ers
Imprinted on soul

Lost in piles of files in flesh
Moments we were not at our best
Dark nights come and slowly fade
Until grey matter triggers spark replay

Up front the nows
The essence of living
The thankfuls to be
The resentful misgivings

The never forgets
Forgives and regrets
All the wins, the losses
The deaths
  
Yet there's still plenty of room
For those good memories
We haven't made yet...

My wall are covered with
Beautiful things
Dream catchers
Suns and planets
Loki and Zeus  
  The mark of Cain...
I love my
Statues of Buddha
Figures of Christ
Paintings of ships at sea
Guitars and amps
Keyboards and drums
  More than I could ever need...
Outside my windows
Lives the Trees
Sweet sounds
Of birds and bees
My aesthetic impairment
Has set me free
...........

I never met my (real) father
I wonder who he was
I never got to see
his face
Or ever shared
his love

Perhaps he was a Traveler
From a Royal Traveling line
Or just some old time poet
Forever lost in rhymes

The unspoken truths
Safely hid in lies
Strangely for some reason
I'm prone to speak in rhymes
.............................................

Computer stuck!!

Your Earthly
Myths and fears
Fall *******
Traveler's ears
(Yes there's many of us)
You bound yourselves
To earth
Where your
Superstition has giving birth
But if you truly seek
The real deal
Fear not to breach
A greater free will
Come with us
To another dimension
Where being of light
Need no inventions
Be a master, not a slave
We were never created
To be trapped in a maze!

"Cné"
Desperately
I long to go
Where creativity flows
No fear of the unknown
Or of some maze that is shown
By light, warm and unburning
Star littered night skies
Observing
hair blowing in the wind
Bright eyes shining with a glint
Unbound by time or place
Before the lost of innocence, faced
I'll give my hand, in trust
to another dimension, or bust...

"Temporal Fugue"
Through the mirror
Traveling the unknown maze
Gazing on, site's unseen
And setting them, ablaze
Through the universe
Pausing to explore
Perusing the next, traverse
And wanting, so much more
Masters of discovery
Trust, holding out her hand
Knowing forever and a day
Just a woman, just a man.

(Was that a yes or no?)

The magnitude and brilliance of
Your luminescence
Is captured in the formula for light!

   ->
V•B = 0 🌤

    ->
V•D = pv ☀️

              aD
V x H = J + —-- ☄️
              aT

Shine on you crazy Diamond!

What do you perceive?
Is your god the only
God in existence
And out of eight billion
HUMAN BEINGS
On this mighty planet
You and a mere one and a half billion humans
That follow said deity
Are the only people on this earth that matter?

Those bombs that shook
Their expendable existence
Did you feel it in your heart
The fist of your intolerant god
That tore their worlds apart...

And no please don't perceive this
With your separatist heart intact
Your fairy tales
Have all gone to hell
What more horrors will they hatch...

Dawn sparks with a silent scream
Drawn through the matrix into this dream
Without delay we gasp for air
The soul is invisible, the flesh is bare

What is life but an impending death
A drowning pool where we struggle for breath
We take it in but we can’t hold on
We fade like footprints out on the lawn

A fleeting moment this one night stand
From nowhere to somewhere and back again
Why can’t we remember, why can’t we forget
Why should we perceive the end as a threat

The essence of spirit merges with the physical
We search for meaning, we embrace the mystical
But in the end we fall asleep alone
Yet this one-night stand we gladly condone...

Good night my love
Alone I lay
The heart grows heaver
With the end of day
A wandering mind
In a maze of rhymes
Gathering poetry
From vanished times
Lovers eyes
Slit the night
A poetic mind
Possesses sight
To see the wrong
In an artistic light
Where the beauty
Of pain sadly ignites
And there a spark
In the dread of dreams
A mirror reflection
Of what could have been
While alone I lay
In my dark room
Rocking and a rolling
And a howling
At the moon
...........................

I hope you have
A happy birthday
You never let me know
Born on the longest night
Severed from my soul

But I was first
To see your eyes
And feel your misery
Now you hide deep inside
But you could also leave

I'm sorry I went away
The choice was never mine
But if I had but one wish
I'd hope you'd read this rhyme
.......................................................

There existed no switch to turn it off
No such component in a Poet's thoughts
The deepest of meditation
Is but a Poet's contemplation

Words bleed from all we see
Beauty, laughter and sorrow
Forever set poetically free
My Friends!
This is what we were meant to be!

The ferns have taken over
most of the forest floor
you can barely see your feet
through the bushy flora moor

Early spring flowers
have come and gone
and now replaced
by summer song
Butterfly bushes
bussing with bees
New life singing
high in the trees

Regrowth of mind
as your nature unwinds
hart waxing fatter
as you take in what matters!

Uncountable species
and we are but one
lunar submissive
in our paradise
under our life giving
Goldilocks Sun

Life has just begun
..............................

Everyone
Lives in their own minds
So who am I to testify
About what is left
When love goes wrong
Will such resentments
Make us strong?

Actually
I see why
It all must ends
But how did we manage
To let it begin
Damaged hearts
Unfaithful souls
A perfect blueprint
For growing old alone

And so
A wave of nothingness
Runs through my veins
Now I have no more words
My emotions are drained
..........

I'm an ember in the fire
An endless hunger
Of consuming heat

I'm a lover big fat liar
I'm the quicksand
Beneath cold feet

Shinning eyes
Out in the darkness
I'm the panic in
A lost heart beats

I'm the passion in life's battle
I'm the dread in the dreary dream

I'm the one who never settles
I'm the one who's always mean!


...

From the dawn of evil
Through the dusk of life
It serves its purpose
As an extension on strife

To attack the evil at the source
One must fight without remorse
And so we chose to even scores
And laid a path to evil’s door…

Shall the heart that festers
In smothering wrath
Return to breathe
The warmth at last?

Perhaps to let evil go
Parallels the cowardly lions role
Look at all the friends he made
  Out there searching for his rage...

It's nothing that frightens me
This absence of youth
No longer can superstition
Impair my truth
Retired are my judgments
And the hypocrite relapse
No longer do I pretend to be
Chosen for such task

Yet the recommendation
Of discipline
Can hardly take hold
Without a heart of vanity
  And a bullet proof soul
And the willingness to admit
   What can't possibly be known...

If I where known
By my famous poems
Would not the world
Be at my feet?
Sacred halls
Gathering all
Of the words
That I speak
Special days
For my praise
As they repost
My every thought
But instead
I struggle
To make one trend
As my ego
Pays the cost...

Life is but a cruel, cruel maze
Of dead ends and nowhere lines
Prepare to hold tight
To the connection
Between your body
And your poetic mind

Off the tracks of life we stumble
The dice of love we tend to fumble
Thankful for another chance
Life is cruel but still we dance!

This is the most expensive poem I will ever write
It cost more than you know to burn this bright
I’ll be using abstract character and archetypes
Bits and pieces of brilliant bright lights
You’ll get your monies worth
Of rhymes and rhythms
You’ll tell your family and friends a new muse has risen
Treasures will fill the coffers of your spirit’s journey
A golden key twisting within your heart eternally turning!!!

Now that you’ve been paid….
Keep the change and have a beautiful day!

In the mitten
The ground rolls
In glaciers' paths
Her wooden teeth
Fertile and free
Beneath canopies
Of evergreen
Cravings breed
On beaches
Of golden sand
And freshwater seas
The beauty of erosion
Aesthetics genetic inclined
Mother Earth divine

Is it evil or is it right
The death we face at the end of life?
Is there peace and all knowing
Do we reap the seeds we're sowing

Hear now the reaper's reasoning
Dust and bones, vultures feasting
Driven by an unknown calling
Life to death is but a stalling

I can not tell, nor can I dream
I can not feel your suffering
I can not ease your loved one's grief
Nor can I confirm your disbelief...

I am only a Reaper, heartless and cold
I put the end to growing old!

Real true love?
I'm not sure...
I love my favorite dog
Despite her shedding hair

I so love the sun
Will you please just shine
Before I drown deeper yet
Into this sweet but bitter wine

I love the human touch
Perhaps so do you
I love the way it feels
Between two selfless fools

I'd love to believe
There exist a heaven's door
Simply crack it open
Feed the sick and poor

Love is meant for more
Than a parent for their child
Open up the floodgates
And let your love run wild
.....

Sifted through those old writings
Left alone upon your page
You were but a starlight
In limelight
A magical, musical mage

Cobwebs of memories
Now hanging in the dark
Black widows of emptiness
Slowly devour
My weary heart

Oh how I miss you
Sweet shadow of words
Dreamer of dreams
Daughter of earth
You were like no other
Fresh quickening wind
We shall meet in ever
When ever we can
....

Counterproductive to hold to the truth
I’m no saner today than I was in my youth
Was it a tragic display that I somehow suppressed
A malfunctioning brain that caved under stress
When things get too quiet the siren I hear
Drowns out the sounds that aren't really there...

I often laugh when life deals me pain
In times like these I sense I’m deranged
But it might be the mechanism that allows me to cope
When the champion of mayhem has me pinned to the ropes
And the drunkenness of the driver, my pilot within
Can't seem to escape the stench of my sins...

The bludgeoned end of reason is hot on my case
Threatening to smash me back into place
It’s these catch-22s that torture my mind
I keep growing older suspended in time
Still my biggest fear is my hindsight going dim
And coming around to trust this world once again...