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

In order to touch you
I can only use words
.....

It’s not easy to convert
I remain an atheist pervert
..........

Someone's been listening
Gathering our prints
Every single cyber glimpse

Dear great invisible sky creature
How long must I wait?

I’m happy to listen
May not wanna know
My shoulder is soft
My countenance glows

Lay down your burden
Rest your weary head
I will hold you in mind
Until the issues dead!

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

17 years since 911
Safety has never returned
To the free world
School shootings now rule
Our headlines...
Saudi Arabia still
Our closes allies...
Police still shooting
Our unarmed black men...
The industrial military complex
Bigger than ever
President still doing
The bidding of the 1%
$$$$$
Innocent people died
We were blind sighted
We came together
Only to become
Completely undone!

When I'm out drinking
On these weekends
You're the thought
That gets me thinking
'Bout all the loving
I ant been making
So tell me darling
Are you taken?

Out of the
wretchedness
of a superficial
social set
of decencies
Wrings out
an open hearted
family of hippies

Those of us
who remain
unrecognized
the ones deemed
the wishy-washy
    kind….

But…
annually my people
the creatives
get together
rockabilly, blues
folk, jazz and soul
tie dye and feathers
the goddess so loved
the grove this year
she showered us
in sweet summer’s
sunny starry weather

Arms open wide
as wide as our minds
wider then the sky
creatives
lovers of life
music magic
free of strife

Artist mirrors
a larger truth
allowing
the aesthetics
of all souls
to renew!

I sang my songs
and cast my spells
I basked in the love
that heals all hell!

I bid farewell
my closest kin
until our flames
shall gather again!

I let my love
lead me down
these dark and dreary paths…
I let my light
shine beyond
the gathering karmic wrath…

Take a breath
hold it long
clear your conscience
of society’s wrong’s!

(Warning questionable subject matter)

Come to find out...
Way back when
In the mind set
Of the early 60's
By ***** deeds
My mother born me

For me her fifth child
She sought out
An attractive smile
Her real husband unhappy
With me for years
Especially nearing the bottom
Of his daily beers...

I don't know who my real father was
Or what he even looked like
Or why he never gave a ****
If he even knew
That I came from him
My mother says he died
I wonder of his end

I hope he was a Poet
A lover of life
Politically left
A humanitarian
A musician
In love with his wife
Guess all I'll ever know
Is just some man
Shot a load!!





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Shall love be limited
To the mate of true soul
Are you so afraid
To just let go

Relax your heart
Control the beat
Fear not the reaper
Resolve your beast

The realm of all possibilities
Holds a constant flow
Through new days of uncertainty
In the benevolence of our role...

Hours into the first awakening
The freshly thawed swamp
Echoes with new spring life
50 Fahrenheit in the sun
My spirit renewed
Wayton to realign
Setting on a hillside
Feet propped on a tree
Mather earth is so Kind
And this body I’m blessed to be
.........................

Nuclear storm
Clouds of death
When the bell rings
Get under your desk

Pledge allegiance
Recite the prayer
Stand for glory
Cut that hair

Gun safety classes
Learn to submit
Hunting and fishing
Drivers permit

Go to college
Join the force’s
Break you vows
Quick divorces

Rock in roll
Motown soul
Thai stick
Acapulco gold

Good times
Bad times
LSD state of mind
50 years ago
Still I’m doing fine!

I'm so glad not to know him
  He was what he was I'm sure...
Fortunately my memory of him
Is but a beautiful blur...

I remember Tim in the old days
Such a young foolish man
Traces of his childhood
Blemishes of who I am

When he died
I killed him
By the mercy of my being
So if you happen to see him
Remember
It's actually me
That your seeing
............................................

To the reader this may sound
A bit absurd
But when it comes to her
I hold my every word
I stuff them way down
You see
It's the only way I've found
To self preserve...

And although I don't
Write about her
I could never tell a lie
It's not because
Her memory
Has somehow passed me by

It's not because
I don't dream of her
Tossing in the night
Oh no...
Trying to express her
Could never put things right.




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

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
.....

At one point in life
Magic was real
The rational mind
Rejected it with
Logical reasoning
Tested it and found
Only a fool believes

So blessed be
The foolhearted
Me...

But be not deceived
There are those
More foolish
Than I
...

My love is quite attractive
I gather new friends like flies
don’t try an shoo them off of me
it would only make me cry.

My love has no limits
no hate can make it die.
I’ve already forgiven you
for punching me in that eye.

My love come from nowhere
invisible to short sights..
I know the hell you're going through,
I pray you find the light!

I don't get along
with my own rage
mostly I disassociate
rather then engage

Still my rage is in here
looking for a breach
of all my multi intelligence
rage is the hardest to teach!

Let me take a moment
to navigate this maze
there's so much more to living
than some festering heated rage

No one need reminding
rage can be quite blinding
but I am not a complete slave
I will keep my rage
caged!
(and off your page)

The point known as the beginning
Can only come in play
If something is causing it to begin
Therefor the big bang
Could not be the point of origin.
And we haven't got a clue

So I moved on from fixating on this subject.

There is no past
Only the moment
We just got here
Memories and all!

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...

Twisted figures in the pines
Creates distortions in my mind
Flip the switch close the blinds
Roaming spirits trapped in time

Distorted figures in my mirror
Creepy crawlies where I stare
Black magic residue rips the veil
Unruly realms, so strange as hell

I see them mostly in the day
When the breezy shadows begin to sway
Exposing figures with watching eyes
As if they can see inside my mind
...

Once upon a time
Long, long ago
My reckless heart became too heavy
And somehow broke my soul
And so...
This is all that I have to offer
A heart still beating strong
Writing poems of yesterday
And how it all went wrong
......

You can never know anything
Absolutely...
Except that
You can never know anything
Absolutely...

Big Bang of aesthetics
Cognitive creative thoughts
The universe is expanding
With thee inertia of the god
........................................

In spirit shine
Indulgence
In divine
Subconnected
Yet confined

In flesh burn
Distracted
By the comforts
We confide in
In our absence
As we travel
In the questions
Beneath our
Unquestionable minds


The difference
Is provided
Changing culture
Tunnel sighted
We dance
In synchronicity
But separate waves
Excited us
We bleed
In emotional contrast
Different areas in our brains
No we are not the same

An abundance of life
In a cycle of death
How much living
Could we have left?

An abundance of stars
Displayed in the sky
Endless pleasures
On a summer's night
Hear and see
Touch and feel
The reality of existence
Consume at will

An abundance of love
To plant in our graves
Pushing up daisies
I wish we could stay
......

An abundance of life
In a cycle of death
How much living
Could we have left?

An abundance of stars
Displayed in the sky
Endless pleasures
On a summer's night
Hear and see
Touch and feel
The reality of existence
Consume at will

An abundance of love
To plant in our graves
Pushing up daisies
I wish we could stay
......

Shall you hold me accountable
For the weather too **** cold
The dying children suffering
And all the war torn souls

Shall you bow down to me
On broken stones of law
All those chosen by me
All others shall be lost

Shall you gather onto me
In humility as you cower
I shall surely comfort you
As the war machines devours
...

Shall you hold me accountable
For the weather too **** cold
The dying children suffering
And all the war torn souls

Shall you bow down to me
On broken stones of law
All those chosen by me
All others shall be lost

Shall you gather onto me
In humility as you cower
I shall surely comfort you
As the war machines devours
...
Please pray for world peace 🙏

Shall you hold me accountable
For the weather too **** cold
The dying children suffering
And all the war torn souls

Shall you bow down to me
On broken stones of law
All those chosen by me
All others shall be lost

Shall you gather onto me
In humility as you cower
I shall surely comfort you
As the war machines devours
...

A shadow blocked
My creative sunshine

Intentions of madness
In codes of rhyme

Safe and secure
Comforting vibes

The shadows creep
Below the lights

All deceieved
By what we believed

Who has set
Their shadow free?

To master my reality
I give it my all
To be one with nature
I obey natural laws
To experience this life
Of such pleasures and pain
To run in this race
Where winning is vain
To live like a fool
So eternally wise
To be loved unconditionally
Beyond my demise
All of these things
I hold in my heart
Creatively shaping
My collection of art

To master my reality
I give it my all
To be one with nature
I obey natural laws
To experience this life
Of such pleasures and pain
To run in this race
Where winning is vain
To live like a fool
So eternally wise
To be loved unconditionally
Beyond my demise
All of these things
I hold in my heart
Creatively shaping
My collection of art

The weeping shady willow slowly swayed in the soft summer wind
Beneath of which my most vivid memory begins
By the appeal of young lust in the days of our prime
We were drawn together to this moment in time

In a meadow of dandelions our bodies embraced
As she bared her breast my heart went to race
With her eyes of blue so innocent yet wild
It was clear to see she was no longer a child

The curves of her buttocks, the shape of her hips
Were as pleasing to touch as my sister’s silk slips
As if everything I ever wanted was opened to me
To share her **** ****** body, my soul finally free

As I nosed her belly ever so lightly I felt her quiver
Lower and lower I went as it turned to a shiver
So softly I touched as her virginity flowed
I felt as if I could peer into her soul

We shared in sweet passion to a deeper degree
I gently inserted as she pulled back her knees
For a while I managed to stay in control
When she scratched down my back it was time to reload

That day with nature we were naturally exposed
For lovin’ is like music, an art to compose

I need to tell you a little something...
Evolution is an illusion
And time and space
Don't actually exist
And we are but programs
Deep within the mainframe
Of a supper computer
Capable of extreme pain
And absolute bliss...

Thank you for listening!
Now go back to what you were doing.

We met in back alleys
Trailer trash, slum lords
We laid in the gutter
We crawled on life's floor

I traveled the world
In slumber and sloth
I bled the world dry
And nearly fell off

Treading grey matter
Until the quickening set in
I survived the world
Now a new one begins...

In that time of our lives
When spirit seeks out truth
Let us not become the victims
Of our lazy minded youth

But rather be thorough
And do this on your own
Check behind each parable
Cleverly crafted, carved in stone

Beware the Old Wives Fables
Let the pictorial language paint
The kingdoms of the garden
Full of sinners, lacking saints

Cast out into the deserts
False believers would surely die
Yet it's more than superstition
Keeping us alive
...................

#contemplation

In that time of our lives
When spirit seeks out truth
Let us not become the victims
Of our lazy minded youth

But rather be thorough
And do this on your own
Check behind each parable
Cleverly crafted, carved in stone

Beware the Old Wives Fables
Let the pictorial language paint
The kingdoms of the garden
Full of sinners, lacking saints

Cast out into the deserts
False believers would surely die
Yet it's more than superstition
Keeping us alive
...................

Two very large steps forward
Was a bit too fast for our country
It exposed our sad truths

Racism trumps good sense
It doesn't matter how far
Obama brought us
Out of Bush's mess
He is demonized for being black
Oh but how our officials deny
Such accusations...

The majority of us are in fact
Superstitiously-impaired
Yes (Although it angers people)
Religion and superstition
Share the same definition
The belief in something with no proof

The separation of church and state is an illusion
It bleeds through our government
In the most illogical ways

I believe there is a high probability
That a higher power exists
Unlike
Christianity and Islam
I don't believe
Everyone who doesn't share my beliefs
Is doomed to an eternal suffering...

I believe in peace, mercy, compassion
And dignity
For all my fellow earthlings
My hope is that all find meaning
In the only thing that is for sure
The here and now...

As slow as the process is
Evolution exists
It saddens me when we take large steps backwards...

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!
.....

Sweet eyes aglow
So kindly she smiles
My heart's been ridden
A million miles

In unison with time
The dust of day descends
Somewhere inside
We could all use a friend

In shadows of thought
Our psyche embraces
In the pulse of a smile
A glimpse of true faces

One last smile
Of pleasant farewell
So subtle the mind
As the heart is fulfilled...

Sweet eyes aglow
So kindly she smiles
My heart's been ridden
A million miles

In unison with time
The dust of day descends
Somewhere inside
We could all use a friend

In shadows of thought
Our psyche embraces
In the pulse of a smile
A glimpse of true faces

One last smile
Of pleasant farewell
So subtle the mind
As the heart is fulfilled...

You’ll never know just how sorry I am
It was absolutely my fault
The world was spinning out of control
And my selfishness is all I sought
In my madness I became too lazy
To stop the world from all it's crazy
Spinning faster and faster
I was doomed to crash
Unfortunately you caught
   The fall-out of my backlash…

Of all this **** I do confess
I’m the reason you’re a mess
Today we’re here tomorrow we’re gone
  Just know you’re innocent and I am wrong…

I surely believe
Or perhaps I perceive

Anyways it seems
That feelings deceive

The problem is
If you please

I am but a drop
  In an eternal sea...

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
...........