Thaw now
Dear forsaken one
Grind us to dust
Dehumanization
DNA oozing
Out of the muck
Of wonder
Return to ****
Pillage and plunder
Now wash us away
......

…is but a dragnet across time
gathering information from fading experiences.
The fine details are forgotten
but the feeling tell you safe or beware.
Don’t override your intuition.

Dreaming
Is for sleeper
I dreamt of you and I

I should have been
Your angel
But I was
Too afraid to fly

Back then when
I met you
We were
Running
With the rapture

Too many
Tasty nuggets
Now our children
Are all *******

Breached the
Gates of Eden
Where love
Is quite unfair

Grasping
To hold the one
Whose love
Was never there
...

I do believe
Mental strength
Is forged
In the dysfunctional family unit

So remember
It doesn't matter
If all hope is gone
Ya better be reaching
For that last piece of chicken

Or you'll be going to bed
   Hopeless and hungry...

I apologize
If I seem removed
From certain subjects
That I find don't amuse

But it's on to the next
A safe choice you bet
Why should I stop to drool
It's not always about
   You know who...

Merging into one
The Stars, The Moons, The Suns
Nocturnal creatures run
In their illuminescent spectrum
Subterranean surfaces
Hidden from the waves
Truly a cold
Cold-hearted grave
Still somehow we still manage
To get laid...

You reminds me
Of a childhood friend
You takes my heart places
I've never been
One look in your eyes
I like what I see
I long for, I dream of
   I want, almost need...

Dear sweet Poetess
Aesthetics in bloom
Bathing in the twilight
Of a mid summer's moon
Dancing naked
Beneath celestial skies
For ever young
In my poetical mind
I would have you
For my own
I would write you
In my poem
So fly away...
Swim away...
Carry me home!
.....

Dear Home
I have arrived at my destiny
The water here is blue
Yet the skies reflect
A deeper depth of truth
Fields, forest and hills of green
Imagine a reality
With sentient beings
And after a summer rain
The ions are charged
In the sentience brain
Life, how precious is this thing

Oh but  here
Suffering remains
And I long for the love
On the ethereal plains  
In the material-less existence
I held with you
I send you this message
From the human zoo...

Every morning she meditates
while I embrace my arts
The gardener come to each of us
to water these inter parts..

My guitar is a bright bronze
As she connects to golden truth
My poetry silently resolved
In hues of silver blues…

If you listen to the wind
or wave’s upon a shore
the music of the sphere
has wisdom at its core!

I discovered a strange new world...
A world thriving with microorganisms

Colonies of colorful
bacteria fluidly flowing
through membranes
of cellular tissue.

Fine phlegmy parasites
covering  caves
of mucous membrane

Friendly fungi feasting on cancers
mildew and mould the tiny little dancers

And the viruses we so feared
Are holding the remedies of antient cures

The catalyst of the code God
awaits to be downloaded
And each and every microbiome knows it

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

We awaken to the early show
So vividly underway
With just a hint of the morning dew
The night before had laid
A breeze so mild it forces a smile
Of fresh new forest green
Busy squirrels and singing birds
Enjoy all that life will bring

The laughing cry of the loons and swallows
On the lake so old and free
The presence of Indian spirits
In the surrounding ancient trees

Dragonflies like fairies fly
Embrace the tortoise shell
Yellow flowers on the lily pads
Where croaking bullfrogs dwell
Crawdads and minnows
Reminisce of yesteryear
When we were only children
Still wet behind the ears...

Militance of an old construct
Ethnic-centric pathology‘s
You, yes you
Stand still or die!

Hands where we can see them
Drop it, on your knees
Hands behind ya!!

It appears you have unpaid fines
Sorry we had to shoot you
We thought you were reaching for a weapon.

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!

Indeed my dear friend,
I can see your skin is gold…
I’ve no need to hold that in consciousness,
the human spices is what I know.

Life’s Loki is only having fun
still the father love’s everything we’ve done
Justifying our misfit wayward archetypes
everything in the shadows
is always brought to light

If you ever catch
What mine eyes see
Stand there
Don't say a word
Don't scream
Don't stare too long
And don't believe at all
Just cast it off
Don't build a wall
Or separate
And please
   Don't leave...

It's been a
Slippery ***** for years
It's getting quicker
Near'r the bottom
Of my beer

On a rolling planet we ride
Held in place in perpetual glide
It's a miracle we survive
...

Actually
I am one of those
Yet just like you
I'm also one of them!
Where ever I roam
I'm already home
From beginnings
'Til bitter ends

I give and I take
Consume 'til I ache
That part of humanity
Nobody can fake
Either by chance
Or miraculous fate
Subconsciously knowing
Life was not a mistake
..................................

She's out there
And it's starting to snow
Sleepy-eyed and dreamy
Perhaps she'll never know
Why I had to let her go

My heart it flutters
And turns to blue
As she awakes
I hear her coo
She was just a baby
When my addiction ruled

In the old house
No one really cares
It was only I
That lost you out there
Nothing's ever fair
I'm so sorry, I swear

Through these eyes of love
I strain to see
those outside my visionary…
My anger is a pest I swat and shoo
buzzing around this eternal fool….
Fear I fight as an unacceptable flight
there’s no room for hate
in this momentary life…
Open minded I listen well
to what the spirits have to tell…
I attempt to rise above
the narratives of push and shove…
and so I exist “mostly” in a state of love!

Solid metal
Becomes my mental box's
PTSD
Can be hard to keep locked
It holds irrational fears
Residues of yesteryear's
Clinching onto the grim
Realities of past sorrows
But of course I'll be back
This way again tomorrow!
.........

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!

Once I attempted
To compose
The greatest songs of all
That crescendos
Up the scales of life
Modulations
That evolve...
But in these
Staggered stanzas
Where memories
Together bleed
The music
Changes minds
As drama changes keys
And so a broken opus
Is the only song I leave
...

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!

Disclaimer:
At the molecular level
we have the power to heal!

Wi-Fi screws with the mitochondria
5G passing through the blood barrier of our brains…

Aluminium chemtrails
Clouding up the sky’s
Seeding for and raining
90% of insects have died

Why do dogs get cancer?
There’s never a good answer.

Polymers and micro plastics clogging up our veins
And all we can do is push our heads into the sand
and try to sustain..

The past no longer exist
The future will never be here
We will always be in this moment

Then the words
Were no longer there
The mind had broken
Beyond repair
Limited memories
Of me and you
I'll be back
Before I'm through!!!

Where do I go from here
My flame is burning low
As of the days of my addiction
And my suicidal soul
Wasted years blur together
Holding out for better weather
But this moment brought despair
The future seems so unclear
Love given but not received
Old wound, still it bleeds
How I long to be free
Free to be me
   Without you...

In the enter circle
The spirits sing
The calming warmth
As the hearth fire burns

Foolishness subsides
For moments uncounted
Hold tight as long as you can
Peace is where you make it

Circadian woke in rhythm
the tide rolled in at dawn
In the octave of momentum
the artist wrote his song

Life is getting better
faces wearing smiles
love spreading farther
turning up the dials

Beyond judgment I look
I lift up the killer and crook
all this darkness deceives
with fear you’re never free!

It’s good to be back
With a sharpened pen
In forward emotion
Let us extend
Our tangled heart
Frozen in love
Let us write
Pull and shove

Let us unwind
In unrest of mind
The unfaithfulness
 Of loyalties bliss
Let us conceive
Thought flowing free
Subjectively shadowless

But most of all
Let keep standing tall
Facing the new day rising
Hanging low on tip of toe
Vertically upon the horizon

If I were a monster
Which kind would I be
A blood ******* vampire
Perhaps a hungry zombie
If I were but Frankenstein
My grunt's would all rhyme
More like Lizzie Borden
An ax I would grind
  A ghoulish gremlin
A Traveler name Tim
I'd take on the world
This monster within
In the basement
I would keep me
Locked in a cage
Writing my poetry
Alone in my rage
.........

Monsters
Bigger than life
Eternally reasoning
The profits of strife
Wars in the badlands
Guns on the streets
So many monsters
Roaming the world free

Cowards
Living in fear
Fighting the monsters
Year after year
On guard all the time
An eye stuck open at night
No sooner we walk
Then run for our life's

A cloud of unrest
Sets on our minds
Because monsters
And cowards
Are one of a kind
.................

Human!

(Immigration)

And now
To top it all off
The loveless fake news stations
Are completely out of touch
With reality...

It seems the obvious
Normal reactions of humanity
(Love, mercy and compassion)
Are somehow over shadowed
By some type
Of logical human bigotry...

Sadly even our highest courts
At the highest of our thinking
Have decided
To allow such
Moral depletion

Where will they go
Where will they stay
How can we turn
Their children away?

.
.
.
.
.
.If you watch the news
You know
It's our own children
Mass murdering
Daily, non stop
Youth killing youth
And ya, every
Now and then the immigrants
Snap also, but not nearly as often...

No easy answer
Just take cover!!!

How very blessed you must be
If you can truly relate
To being with your eternal mate
With not a thought of being free
Isn't that how it was meant to be?

While the rest of us are not so blessed
In fact our lives are quite the mess
Eternal mates lost to fate
Have you ever really felt
The emptiness of such a place

So please
Quash the grimmest face
And give us cheaters
Just a little
Break!

The Angel of death
Voicelessly whispered
To the Ill forgotten struggles
Of my unrestrained id
"I am here to recall your soul
So...How do you want to go!"
Perhaps...
A bullet in the head
That's what John F. Kennedy said
You can chose
The hangman's noose
When the bottom drops out
You'll be hanging lose
Chose to drown in a dream
Wake up gasping
Turning green
Oh what hell is planed for me
If we all must pay
For ***** deeds
A fire as hot as eternal death
A burning soul
Is all that's left
Old age is such a bore
You decide
Here some more
Cancer seeps
And creeps within
A mutant growth
For every sin
Radiation your only choice
Speak now your inter voice

Death is beautiful
For the righteous few
An extended dream
But not for you!

Shaking hands
Demanding attention
Twitch of dread
Arms violently ****
Then the hands
Turn to bugs
Then the arms
And finally
A pile of bugs
Fall to the floor
Running in every
Possible direction
Because
  I want more...

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

Oxymoronic
The caffeinated paradox

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

On this cold summer morning, I pull my extra cover over my hairless aging legs. The moon seems to be going through some strange end times faze.
I enjoy my coffee and dare to watch the dreadful world news, nothing seems to changes, we’re still being lied to.
Hidden bigotry in plain sight,
manufacturing a reason to strike.
When will the cold morning fade
into the restful sleep of yesterday’s
……….

Excitement
An anxiety
Of uneasiness
A twisted
Emotional Reflex
As I'm staring
Out my morning window
Anticipating the wonders
That each and every day brings!

Pardon these mind
racing thoughts
wandering about.

I'll attempt to reel them in.

This sometimes happens
to my poetry
every now and then.

A few more rhymes
and then I'll begin.

Begin a new day
shaking off the night.

My soul is still out there,
but here I'll set and write.

These wandering racing thoughts
of the early morning light.

Their words
Speak of love
Exceptence
And tolerance
But by their action's
My soul has Been
Set free

Self discipline
Builds self comfort
So you need not cry out
  When it hurts the worst...

The moon laments in drones of silence
As tides raise-churning waves of violence
The mountains crest the surface of the sea
Now the earth is free to breathe

Can you see her now, oh Universe
Can you see your daughter giving birth
The formation of stars in her youthful eyes
She dreams of life that can never die

Primordial spirits, archaic stew
Volcanic rapture, lands of new
Frozen tundra of ancient ice
Her organic recipe sustains life

Eukaryotas thrive in a muck of wonder
Upon themselves they feed and plunder
Reptilian brain stems to limbic systems
Complex neocortex to indecision

Now she cries out to the universe
   I am tired and now I am cursed
Still the moon tugs upon her tides
   As we dance into eternal night...

Comprehension
is but a path to meaning..
Who am I?
Why am I here?
Why am I suffering?
Experience
is the path to understanding…
So embrace the pleasure
and the pain..
Stay strong my friends.

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...

Hard to wrap your mind around
Harder yet to explain
The theories of the multi verse’s
Will blow your mind away

Every time you gamble
Simultaneously you lose and win
The split is at that moment
Another universe begins

There’s only one wave function
It’s call our universe
Yet these atoms are decaying
In an innumerable quantum burst
💥