A want, a need unfulfilled - peace is war 'cause kindness kills
Pennies tossed, wishing well - broken vow, wedding bell
Frozen lock, broken key - fallen angel, no one bleeds
Toxic air, summer breeze - running wild, scratching fleas
Knowledge gained, wisdom lost - love thy neighbor, burning cross
Happy now, ******* then - spread your legs, let me in
Smell the coffee, eat your meat - stand up straight, take your seat
Live a lie, search for truth - guilty blood stains your youth
Far too young, way too old - so naive, too **** bold
Little Goldilocks, so unique - first she walks, then she freaks
I long to feel your gentle touch - until at last you touch too much
I miss you so when you're not here - that part of you that disappears ...

The Devil
came down to reason...
His ethics no longer conflict
I think it only fair to say
twas true love
I mostly missed...

Is it not clear and apparent
These paths we forsake
To subscribe to such morals
And decline to partake

At different degrees we shed our skin
Our potential's apparently flawed in the end
We instill golden rules in the minds of our young
Paradoxical beliefs about Bibles and guns

Devils and demons who knock at our doors
Heretics and killers calling for wars
Lobbyists and liars scorching our earth
Yet we are responsible for all that it's worth.

Shall we define
The depth of creativity
With labels such as
Poet, Writer, Artists
Dark and negative
Light and positive
Wisdom of the mighty
Babble of the mad

A thought is given meaning
By the words portrayed upon the page
Don't allow the imagination
To become a rusted cage
Locked into conformity
Let the love flow
Yet embrace the rage
Let your heart
Reflect upon the page.

The Taunting Trickster
Twisted the truth...
He heartlessly
Sat silently seething
Smothering
Quite quietly
Utmost utterly
Stoically smooth!
Loki lingering
Leaving lopsided loops
The Taunting Trickster
Twisted the truth!

Lust is the wind in my sails
Tossed on the waves of her salty sea
I’d bring her about and cast my sights homeward
But I’m overtaken by the appetite she strikes in me

When she casts her attention
I’m caught in her net
She shares her provisions
Well beyond sunset

To be lost on her seas
Or cast away on
Her island of pleasures
I’d hope to stay long

Deep is her depths
I partake in her treasure
When I get to her floor
I'll implode under pressure

Yet still my lust
Burns on her surface
Her touch feeds the fire
Her depth gives me purpose

Are such narratives abrasive
Such as the condition of our racists
Like our cops who fear black faces
Perhaps you find such dialog tasteless

Would you rather read of love
Higher powers from above
Blinded souls that now can see
Angelic intervention when we bleed

Are you afraid to know
Or uncomfortable
Surely you must have a care
The establishment
Has taken the power
While we were unaware...

At this very moment
The past no longer exist
What ever happens in the future
My will will not resist

It’s not that I can’t remember
It’s just easier to forget
And leave the ghost behind me
And the shadows of regret
………

Dear lady
I must warn
I am dented
Beyond repair
The point is simply
I've been kicked
Every-*******-where
I've lost worlds
Crashed and burnt
I've lost a dozen fights
Dare cheek I turn

But one thought of you
My heart skips a beat
Please be careful
Of what you seek!

Please come back
My longing heart calls
Such kindness you've shown
You've softened my falls...
Come back my muses
My loving friends
Leave me not
Here alone
  Unable to mend....
Please come back if you can
My dearest HP friends
.........................................

I dreamt about true love so deep I cried
So beautiful and unattainable, still I tried
I tried to hold on as long as I could
Yet my words are so often misunderstood...

Slow down, don't leave
Take a moment out
  Let yourself breathe...
There, in your psyche
Behind your silent pain
Tap into that storm cloud
And simply let it rain!!

Empty those old cabinets
Of filed foul regrets
Twisted through your memory banks
You haven't processed yet

There in your psyche
Hidden in plain sight
A need to guide others
By your poetic gift of light

Let it reign, let it shine
Pour your words upon the line
We all share a creative soul
Take your turn and let it flow
....

Who ever you want to be
What ever your avatar
Project your poetic words
In line with shooting stars
The maze is in the mind
What ever you claim to see
No need to hide behind
Subjective fantasies

I will except you
In the rude or raw
Unbroken truths
No poetic rules
Nor laws
Can hold us up
Or bend a knee
Set yourself
And your writing free!

A white lie is still a lie!
behind trivial reasoning
there always hides
an out right lie
……..

Oh what pleasures holds the great unknown
Yet here on sand I built my home
In the eye of storms that never subside
And less the glory that feed my pride

I used to stare through gleaming eyes
Now dull and dim my tear ducts dry
Tomorrow's dreams all but gone
My lady no longer sports her thongs...

Falling from grace she can't erase
Years of worry from her pretty face
Elegant eyes wrinkled and tired
But ageless beauty never expire

I've gotten used to being alone
But I miss you like hell when I get ******
Heavy is my heart when I dream of you
But thats ok 'cuz I'm always blue

In my case she's seen my true face
The highly intellectual basket case
It's as if she leaves me time and again
I hold my breath as long as I can

It's not so easy to pretend
When you're on the outside looking in
Yet truth is I really care
And now I'm gasping for some air....

So many
My love
Have longed to hear
What I whisper
In your ear
To soothe your soul
And seethe your sweet
Releasing your heart
From misery
How many my love
  Yet still you bleed...

HP September 11, 2015

In hearts greater than ours
Fables of love and fear are sown

Slain in the spirit
Such a burden of proof
Neurotransmitters
Inexperienced youth

Conclusions are formed  
As the intellect yawns
Yet to free your mind
You got to move on...

I see you clearly
Behind that screen
Down deep inside
You're quite like me
A craving so strong
You spend hours
Writing songs
Yet that's not all
  That we seek...
So hear my words
I think you're superb
Always on point
And unique
And please like
Who you may
Or start your own thing
At the end of the day
I hope you curl up
With someone sweet
You won't get no hate
   Out of me...

I think to myself...
That could have been
One of my children out there
How swiftly
Death can strike
Behind our backs
Beyond our sight

As I tuck my children in
I kiss there eye lids
To fill their dreams with love
Thankful for another evening
Generous is their hugs

As another day slips away
So heavily we hold on
With love as big as the universe
We dream into the dawn...

What is the sequence
In which thought flows

The mystery of the endless
Never to be known

Beyond the vanishing point
Another Zero after the dot

Why let it twist
Your mind in a knot

All that matters
Is the here and now

There's no need to pay tribute
To those passing clouds
...

In a clear cosmetic inclination
Of my vast amount of limited intelligence
I resolve what's known to sever the connection to oneness

With my passive excessive alarming calmness
I hide my humanistic conflicts in an unconscious state

In the compression of unreleased hostilities
I combat my unreserved civilities

In a melting *** of unreasonable measures
I find sensibility has lost its pleasure...

Dear Dangerous People
The moment draws near
A time I must choose
Between compassion and fear

Arrested in spirit
The primitive divine
So human in nature
Yet lost in time

Shall you come and join our party
Your heart we hope to steal
Won't you come and join our party
Dress yourself to ****!

Bring forth
The Doors of All Wonder
Open them upon my mind
So much more to discover
The place where chaos
Begins to rhyme

From the cultures of survival
To castles of old lands
Lore that held
The hearts afire
The rivals of change
Where romance began

Here the canvas
Turns to the music of muses
Of shapes and colors
Kaleidoscopes of sounds
A care beyond an ocean
The admiration of expression
Held within one integrated
Global Cultural renown...

Repeal and replace
A two-way
Constitutional race
Realign and rotate
Put pressure
Upon the states
Information
Is sometimes fake

Even if it were true
And the other sides
Unlike us
Were winning too
It could never cure
What's ailing
The rest
Of the human zoo
...

Where shall I find my happy thoughts
The child could fly, the man must walk
In dreams I've seen lost memories flash
Off to never-never land they pass
All my oldest friends are there
Unchanged by time and unaware
Magic exists in these dreams of youth
Imagine no boundaries and limitless truths...

I express my craft in creative arts
Yet these issues of life leave me worlds apart
Blank is the page when I'm trapped in this stage
'Cause I write from the heart not from my rage...

To rationalize
I abstain
To imagine
Can drive one insane
And so from passion
I shall refrain
As I head to
The voting booth
...

R.I.P
David Bowie
If you should fall
Into my arms
And tremble
Like a flower

He sang about me
Through out my life
I was that
Young American
In those
Golden years
Going through
Changes

I'm never gonna
Fall for Modern Love
It walks beside me
It walks on by
Gets me to the church on time
No confession
No religion
I don't believe in modern love

His word told my story
We pass upon those stairs
Spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there
He said I was his friend
Which came as a surprise
I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone
A long long time ago
This Man Who Sold The World

Rebel Rebel
How could they know
Hot ***** I love you so
Sitting in a tin can
Far above the worlds
Planet earth is blue
And this time it's you
My kindred spirit
Traveling on ahead
Ziggy played guitar
And drew my tears
As we sway through the crowd
To an empty space
Under the moon light
The beautiful moon light
I'll miss you friend...

Beware
A serious search for truths
Of deeper existential matters
Can change the way you believe and think.

Unfortunately
Most shall never
Reach their roof
In the shadows of facts
And lack of proofs

In the cave that's given
Surrendered to roles
Sheltered in comforted
Feeble to old

Coming back around
To repeat life again
Judging, labeling
Assigning sin
Limiting love
To the circles within

We bind ourselves
By our beliefs
Only a traveling
Mind is truly free
....

I know this may seems crazy
And surely I’m
A mere buffoon
Yet!
I have come
To deliver you
From the darkness
Of your very own gloom
The place where
You hide the
True wishes of your heart
I’m that artiest
You are my art
Aesthetically beautiful
I can't get enough
Oh how I need
More stuff!!!
⛺️
No thanks!

Down the drain into the world
Let the traumas begin
In my shadow
In my fears
I am sin
Integrate me
Or disassociate me
Sanity’s at stake
Read some Freud or Carl Jung
When you wake and bake
🙏

Evidently I do
A Leprechaun Dance
It's actually more
Of a happy prance

I skip on one foot
And into the air I kick
Arms raised in a spiral
As I do a head over flip
Out of a tree
Off of a cliff
I tend to awaken
   Mighty stiff...
The Leprechaun Dance
Is a wonderful gift
...

What shall we take away from this,
pockets full of integrity?
Doing the right thing is a stressful path
of righteousness…
Directing our feeble footsteps
into a sea of madness.
Awaken to the waves
or you will sink into eternity….

Untie these hands
Or I'll chew through these ropes
Derail your trains
Stick a stick in your spokes

You've ran your course
Evil Hand of War
You've made our world
Your killing floor

I'll tear you down
I'll spit you out
I am the Traveler
Have no doubt

The muse of peace
Is on the prowl
Changing winds
Moan and howl

**** the beast
**** the beast
**** the gosh ****
CORPORATE BEAST!

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

Flying free you start to fall
But no one gives a ****
Now you become experienced
In the art of how to land

Flying free you fall again
For love was just a lie
It takes you higher than you ever been
Then drops you from on high

Flying free once again
You begin to take control
You navigate beyond your heart
And learn to just let go

My guitar is my voice
My lyrics my leads
Singing and dancing
Sets my heart free

In the kichen
I'm a star
At the party
Open mic's
At the bar

I can't sing
But I sure can play
Karaoke singers
Trying to get laid


Like a howling wind
My guitar whispers and moans
Unlike the Wilburys
I travel alone

And play-on I shall
With the coming of night
With the stars all in motion
Creativity in flight...

Don't aim those bombs at Michigan
O Canada ant gonna Stand Idly by
Just saying, if that's your mission
I guess the nukes are gonna fly

Good to remember Red October
Forget Custard's Wounded Knee
Surely a stepping stone
In line with broken statues
Like The Fallen General Lee

Never mind the little man
Behind the neocons
Who just said everything
We know is wrong
Don't believe we come in peace
You know we're not that strong
..

Could you ever accept
The truth
Shining from this cheaters eyes
Even if I told you my reason's
I could never tell you exactly why

But
I do advise you to escape him
And come to my side
I must warn you
I love to win
I am the hungry kind
...

The true worship of all that's sacred
Is more than tolerance
It's acceptance even when
Your heart isn't feeling very
Compassionate...

Do you know that feeling
When unexpectedly
A friend or family member
Exposes their bigotry?
Well, I can be very out spoken
Bigotry after all is
A cognizant distortion

I recall last summer
In the marketplace
The sun rays
Blessing the day
Children laughing
Parents smiling
My voice welcomes all
Some of the kindest people
I have ever met
Mexican migrant workers
Such a pleasure to appease
Used tables, chairs and dressers
And used shoes on their children's feet
A Muslim man his wife and daughters
All greet me with kind words
The gleam within their shopping eyes
While on guard to be reserved
Native Americans I do respect
Their culture and their lands
For after all upon their blood
Is where America stands

And with this beautiful tapestry
Hanging upon my days
I'll stand against the hatred
America's oldest plague.

A cloud of deception lingers on
Blind devotion and simple mindedness
Attacking evil they become evil
Building weapons out of unkindness
Their compassion is but a whisper
Their hatred a shrill shrieking scream
That’s heard from every mountaintop
Every valley in between

This wisdom is built upon
Interpretations of ancient words
It’s all so contradictive
And dangerously absurd
It’s okay to hate evil
Yet evil is a product of hate
It’s all in the name of some loving god
Who lacks the ability to tolerate?

The only thing I know to be real
Is that the enemy is the hate that we all feel…

Upon a stool in the darkness of day
I once loved a rather pretty bar maid

Drunken drowning in and out of sorrows
Here today and gone tomorrow
Behind the bar the mirror reflects
A pitiful image of self neglect
Nobody actually knows your name
Yet you keep coming back just the same...

Happy hour comes and dies
As we stumble in our pride
In harmony with our woes
Last call near time to go
One more drink, another smoke
One more lie start to choke...

I soak on home to dry
A pretty friend stops on by
I spark a fire and shine
I pretend that you're still mine
Tomorrow comes and I'm alone
Upon a bar-stool getting ******..

The fabric of everything is made of beauty
expanding in the aesthetics of love!
So..
Give the whole world a hug!

I wasn't home that day
When Old Sam came a knockin'
But I got to give 'em credit
For the boldness of his drop in

Cause Oh Ginger she's a cookie
She don't rely on men
And Old Sam he ran off with Sookie
When Junior was 'bout Ten

The Jennings were my neighbors
But the cops they came one night
Ginger she cut young Sammy
With her daddy's switchblade knife

Ya them were the good old days
When lovin' was an art
Livin' in that 1970's
Flint trailer park

When my daily visit  
Becomes 2 hours too long
When my guitar stands alone
I know it's time to play on
When I'm not here
The circuits don't cease
Everything in my world
Is poetry...

Are dreams meant
to be mastered?
I doubt such a plan..
Try and recall all the
dimensions we frequent in REM.

Bedrooms and hallways it’s always the same..
Uncomfortably lost
in an eternal maze…

An institution of collective dreamers, all trying to escape!
Then quickly forgetting
when we awake..

What is that voice that is not us,
Why are we hiding and gathering all this stuff?

Nature always has a plan
somewhere in the DNA
of being human..

Fight it!
If you can beat it
You will be whole!

Face the tyrannical
With promiscuous
Grit and grin
With crooked teeth
Win the the final match
Take it to your wits end

There is where the hero will begin
Such a lovely wonderful liberation!

When I repost
an old poem
I feel like a con.
It easily trends
like when it begun.
Same poets read
Similar comments repeat
causing my creative force
to feel incomplete.
Lazily I write
uneasy I flow
I lost my only muse
and now my mojo!

In the moment
Of regrets
In the perils
Of my plea
Time stuttered
And stalled  
And she was rid of me...