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
💥

The only evil
that we need to fear
is not over there,
it's over here!

The agendas of fools
who abuse our flag.
The acceptance of military officers in drag.
Weak and weary is become our brigades,
under a leader who can't find his way off a stage.
Mumbling and stumbling
and going to war...
The lesser of two evils
all the way to the core.
There's no reason to be proud,
no not 🚫 anymore.

The simplicity of rhymes
freely flows
through the readers mind.
As simplistic words unravel
in an array of poetic babble
we channel
the memes of our muses.

No forced word can capture,
no college can teach
the aesthetics of laughter,
the glamour of grief.

The essay of brilliance
awaits in the zone.
The Muse and the Master
in the hearts of gold.

Your true spirit speaks
when your silence answers
obviously our friendship
has turned to cancer
was it something I said
that made it fade
I still love you anyways!!

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
..........

It's simple
My Achilles' heel
Is being alone
No place to run to
Or call my home...
No friends
No lover
Just me alone
Under cold covers
Trying to stay ******...
Tossing and turning
Trip through the night
No one there to hog the blankets
No one there to hold me tight...
As I limp through another flight
With my Achilles'heel
Still I fight!

I embarrassingly admit
As a single parent
I was quite unfit
Unprepared
For the mothers role
When I lost my children
I lost my soul

My truth will never stammer
Nor stutter as I write
I've done both good and evil
Behold a waste of life
Forgive me
Forgive me not
That's just how it is
I hope
Your love
In your next life
Learns to finally give
......................



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

I refuse to shape my world
To fit your points of view
Perfection alone hardly ever stands true
Between the lines we all fall through
Righteousness, your badge of honor
Your heart must be black and blue
And so I'm sorry I told you the truth
.......................................

My dear followers
I seek what you seek
Come share my shadow world
And love me at my least
I will sing a sad, sad songs
In the key of sore heart break
I'll be sure to keep my rhyme
And riddles copiously vague
.....................................

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.

I’m opened to listen
to any opposing view.
Funny the things
we believe to be true..

I once believed
in all that can be seen.
I never realised
life was but a dream..

More importantly you!
And all that you lived through.
I’d never underestimate
surviving in the human zoo..

You can’t see the light
when you’re hiding in darkness
I’ve had my share of
chaotic recurrence.
The path of peace
leads to the light.
I’m not afraid that I might
be missing something
out of my sight.
No big deal
my life is still a thrill!

Dear Lovely Sofia

Drawn into your forest garden
I chase your flicking lights
Your's are unlike any other
Shrouded in shadows of life
Mythical, magical being you are
Such a heavy spell you cast
I am but a weary Traveler
Approaching home at last
All good dreams
And all such wonders
Are waiting at your door
I would journey
A million miles
To be with you
Forevermore
.....

If I told you, would you blush
When you appear, I get such a rush
As soon as my peripheral catches trace
I know it's only clock work
Still I'm trying to keep pace
A rhyme of wonder
To me you are
My favorite
Poetess
So far...

In a small town
In Alabama
...
There lives a Poetess
As sweet as can be
One who's been here
(On HP)
Longer than me
Living on loving
And good poetry

Every beautiful moment
Every tragic scream
She's there to soften
Realities sting
Lucidly asleep
Wandering
Through dreams
She is a loyal subject
And she is
The Queen

Her smile is as bright
As her mind is wise
Lovely makeup
Never a disguise
To peer through
Her Southern
Smiley eyes
Is to know
Somehow
That hope
Is alive
...

Who made these maps
That encourage such ignorance
Innocent people are dying out there...
Who shall return
In time to gather the righteous
Surely some deity cares...

So powerful the wicked
That rule the meek...
Their big money
Keeps our voice's weak...
We are all equal
And I won't ever forget...
My hands are tied
That's my greatest regret...

I invented
My love for you
Out of leftover pieces
And broken parts
Yep...
I just gathered them up
In my empty hands
And shaped them into
An accepting heart!
Still...
I wish I would have loved you
From the very start!

If I gave myself to you
My heart would burn
First greens then blues
I'd forget myself
And lose my truth
If I put my spell on you

If I burnt
   Forevermore
In exchange for
The love of my lover
Could my heart burn on in rain
In a thirst for wrong
Who can maintain?

If I turned my sights on you
And set my demon loose
The devour'er of flesh
There would be nothing of me left

If I left her love far behind
In the whispers of my rhyme
To crash your shores
To release my core
The lust would rip
My mind too sore

So in silence I remain
Behind these desperate eyes
My last  refrain
....


   ...

  


'

Sorry this poem
Wasn't suppose to be
Written this way
Strangely arranged
Vaguely conveyed  
Last minute changes
Just like her love
Seems my last stanzas
Has run out of luck
....

Well it's kind of like Dracula
You know... no longer a big deal
There's just too many flat spots
No longer a wheel

It all measures the same
My burning love has no flame
My care wanders far
Beneath fallen stars

Yet actually my love grows
But only god need know
The faces that we wear
To rise above life’s despair!

I left you alive
For a reason
Despite all your
Hatred and treason
Alone in a world
To bleed in
Free to fight
And beat 'em
I will return
Someday
But for now
I'm leaving!!

I have not a deaf ear
I'm simply not there
Be not confused
By my rhetoric
As my mystery
Unfolds
Let truth be known
You're destined to fuel
My matrix
....

Dear revolving doors
Like so many before
I could go
  Leave this sight...
Hell, I turn it off
Every night...
I can't support us
The way HP need be
Don't get me wrong
I can almost
   Take care of me...
  Of course that is....
As long as I have
My Poetry!

Did you ever leave
Your lover
Hungry and cold
Like leaving
A dog
On the side
Of the road

Did you ever
Get it back
All the year
That you missed
All the parties
And reunions
All that fun ****

By cutting ties
With your husband
And three little kids
Well my twenty
Year old wife
That's what she did

--Moral of the write--
Seventeen years old
Is far to young to be a bride
You see, It was my fault
For starting a family
Before it was time
....

These streets and alleys
I've chosen to roam
No roof nor shelter
No memories of home

My shopping cart
Contains all I can hold
Leaving behind
The world I sold

No room for memories
Nor kitchen sink
Beyond a care
Indifferent to stink

No *******
No riches
Just the essentials
Bags full of resentments
Where I lay my head
And dream of what could have been

I park my cart
Outside the liquor store
Short of change
I panhandle a little more

I quickly turn in my returnables
And purchase the cheapest wine
I  return to my cart
And now life is just fine
...

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

Frustratingly
My use to knows
Are somewhere lost
In nothingness
I blindly navigate
Using mussel memory
In syntactical frenzy
Sampling residue of
Forgotten stale grey matter
Until finally
A rogue cluster of poetical
Muse cells submerge
Fingers form familiar patterns
Hands grips tight the neck
The cords surface in mind
And matter of fact
Magnetically draws
The remaining missing piece
Into the healing soul
    Of the guitarist.....

Poetry and Music
Are my saving grace
  Thank you Universe!!!

Pardon me my feelings are showing...

These are not merely words
Spun across a page
In unequal syllables
Phonics enraged
Chaotic break downs
Inconclusive
At their peak...
Oh no, no no
These are my words
Eccentrically unique
....................................

My search for truth and meaning
has been confounded by common sense
All these road maps to divinity
hold no substantial evidence

Truth remains an institution
founded in the vulnerability of mortality
Answers are offered up in rational voices
simply to manipulate morality in our reality

Confusing? Quite, enough to exhaust the mind
the search for ultimate truth
demands a large portion of one's time
And so I focus on the things that matter
friends, family, loving relationships

We're here to experience both good and bad
happiness and hardship
And so enjoyment becomes my deity
and the fulfillment of my desires
becomes my worship...

9-24-04


When I was a little boy
I fell for a young girl so promiscuous

She taught me a thing or two
I thought to be ridiculous

Looking back I clench my fist
It seems I was so **** naïve

I’ve never met a girl since then
   So open and eager to please...

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

Hello India how’s it going?
Hay out there England what you knowing
And Ireland it’s good to read ya around
All those countries in Africa
Got it going down!
And around the Mediterranean
I love to hear from all of ya!
Oh beautiful Canada
White and cold
and raw
Beautiful Mexico City
Where summer never ends
Japan I can only guess
South Korea north It depends

But where are the Russians
Bold and true
Hey North Korea
We wonder about you
And mighty China
Your borders run deep

Turkey A scuffle
At the
Border of Greece
But dealing with the US
Who can keep the peace
......

Well
it seems
the longer
the lyrics
the less the marks🎯

Hell🔥
Such was
my grandest
of all Opus🥇
never even
made the charts

****
this blasted
narcissism
I’m strung out
on cultural plagiarism

A little here a little there
all unknowing of course it tis
but we all need our fixes
so we all choose our sources
🗝
John locks
maybe
Shakespeare
🌏
Deep Earth in nature
Beyond the hemisphere
🧠
We feel it
we breathe it
we exhale

our gift🎁
is a
Beautiful
Spell
🍄

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...

Behold the legislation
That falls upon the heads
Of anyone who's fortune
Has yet to be read
Any down trodden
Gentle sober soul
Up against the wall
It's all been done before
Beware the eyes that follow
And silently understand
I will not be party to any
Nationalism!

When it's finally over
Despite some new big bang
Desensitized to algorithms
I'll still be writing
Passionately in vain

The Poetic pen
Can never ceases
The heart that feels
The eyes that bleed

I will always share
My love with you
My misery
My shocking truths

Vibration within a listening ear
My voice is but a breath of air
Caught within the winds of change
Nearing the end of sound's domain
.....

Have you ever burn for someone
You can never have
The nectar of the gods
Will only drive you mad
Do you wonder what might be
If we had never been
If we could rewind time
Would we fall in love again

At this point I could never stop
I would bite her even deeper
No way I would throw her back
In a pumpkin I would keep her

Gypsy girl the way you shake your stuff
Make me know that I’m alive
Country girl I like to feel you up
Before I tie you down and drive

At this point I could never stop
I woud bite her even deeper
No way I would ever throw her back
In a pumpkin I would keep her
...

When bad things happen
The world won’t pause
Or give you time to breathe
The pain just lingers
The heart weighs heavy
The storm that just won’t seize

When bad things happen
You look for a reason
But the answer’s just not there
If all else fails
You point your finger
And blame someone who cares

When bad things happen
I’ll still love you
And I’ll love you forever more
So take my hand
And we’ll be ready
‘Cause the worst is still in store

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'm not tied to any identity.
I am not lost in this dream.
I don't know and I don't care,
is the best remedy
when neo cons ring!