Twelve billion years, I’m still here
Existing beyond the void of love and fear
Where nowhere becomes somewhere
And emptiness becomes me
Bound by the hierarchies
And called of spirit to be free

Subjectively pursuing the objective life’s best
My soul ever fighting this simple-minded quest
Still I proceed and the vanity never ends
As fast as I can put it down, I pick it up again

A god that ascends or a god that descends
It makes me no never mind
I probably worshipped one or the other
In a better vanished time

Time in a moment disintegrates
Love like a molecule evaporates
Thoughts are like clouds passing over real loud
On into this world they penetrate
Solutions with new problems that complicate

Blinded by neuroses my desires run wild
I turn over control to my inner lost child
Developmental damage on the ladder of my soul
Pretending not to notice my issues become my foes

Twelve billion years, somehow I’m still here

Are you awake
Enough to be
An overseer
Of liberty

Do you see
Both far and wide
Out beyond
Some foolish pride

To tolerate
To liberate
To inspire
Another
Human's fate

And if so
And I know if you really know
You have been here before
In this humanistic role
Don't stop believing
You're nearing your goal
....

Is it the riddle
Is it the rhyme
Is it the rhythm
As words unwind

Flavor to taste
Rewritten
Erased
Paragraphs
Down
Rabbit hole
Caught
In a chase

The answer
For me
Is this
Emotional
Chemistry
It signals
My heart
To set
My soul
Free...

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...

My muscles are fatigued
So will you please
Hold this world
For me?

If you can't hold on
you'll lose yourself in stages
parts of you have already fallen behind
Try to gather yourself up
being human can be tough
abusiveness is an ugly thing
don't believe the things that you're saying
At Least Try
..........................

In an effort
To be rewritten
Or rather
Be rid of
A lack of remittance
And a reputation there of

I leap into the darkness
Of a complicated mind
One must ride the lightning
To justify the lines

Though these insinuations
Seem intended to intrigue
Never mistake a Traveler
  For some old hippy freak...

Writing site English Professor's
This is a poetical community
And not a writing class
I am sure you're educated
Hell
I would surely bet your ***!
But you see
Here's the thing
You're not one of us
No not yet...
And the higher intelligence
You're trying to hold over us
Is seeming less and less...
So when you're done
Pointing out
All our writing flaws
Uneven syllables
And broken poetical laws
Maybe read the thoughts
Of talented creative minds
And try to leave your arrogance
In your sublime...

This is not a poem
Oh how I wish it was!
I wish it could make you cry
I wish it could make you blush
Oh how I wish I could express my need for love

But this is not a poem
I'm just a writer
Alone
.....

Sometimes people forget
Here you have equal respect
No short change
No Poet is that deranged
Your as whole as I
I hold all your love inside
I dream you as a queen
And I’m your partner
A simple king
Together we sing
Hear my heart love
Let it ring
In your ear
I need you to help me steer
At your feet
I am near
.......................

Refuse to suffer
For what is not true
The state of heaven
Is lost in false rules
All the fear
Wounds on our hearts
We had no choice
Right from the start
Happiness runs
Far and quite deep
Open your heart
Let your love leak!

This isn’t a case
Of writers block
Tides have turned
The winds have stopped
Unread poems
Stacks stuck at home
Unposted unknown
Dear Hellopoetry
You’re moving to slow

All my thoughts
Demand to rhyme
Contemplating
Line by line
My muse insist
What evil is this
This download of
Poetic upheaval

With a cyber grip
Eliot control the list
Where approval declines
Poetically confined
Dear Hellopoetry
Pleases
Toll the line!

The fear is limited
To the chills up the spine
Ghosts cling to the living
Spirits cling to good times

The music and laughter
Binds the trance
The heart beats
In mysterious rhythms
Paranormal enhanced

Waxing from a Libra moon
The shadow worlds ignite
Young at heart soar forever
In a restless states of fight

The veil of Samhain
Be opened wide
Let wandering soul roam free
As we celebrate another year
   Of Natures selfless deeds ...

God, why are you so paranoid?

Within the warmth
Of our snow covered chalet
Driven by my passion  
I sat playing guitar all day

I played from my heart
With all of my soul
Harmonic balance
As the creativity flowed

The perfect palm mute
Sound reverberating by design
All my poetic passion
Came to life

Achieving Nirvana
The tears filled my eyes
I played a guitar solo
That caressed my mind

Pain put to sound
No one else around
Except my girlfriend
Playing with her device
Not even a "that sounds nice"

And so I played
To the light of day
To the nagging cold
That's come my way...

The sky vividly alive, illuminated with the stars and planets
The night charged with vibrant summer sounds
The forest menacing with nocturnal creatures
Who upon our retirement, await to plunder the camp ground

The surface of the lake reflects the high summer moon
So peaceful and calm like an old mother’s womb
A feeling of true freedom like the owl’s evening flight
Time stands still this midsummer night

The campfire dances as we all gather round
Stories and laughter as our marshmallows brown
Peaceful is our sleep as our spirits smile
And even upon hard ground it’s all worth the while

We awaken to the early show so vividly underway
With just a hint of the morning dew the cool humid night has 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

I waited
and watched
no one came
I applied myself
just the same
There on the horizon
a spark a blur
I never believed
that I deserve

There is so much more
That I want to see
All around the world
And in between

Tastes, sights
And places afar
Where ever friendly faces
And opening arms

So much more
To be consumed
This planet we're on
Is a fruitful womb

A meal a beer
A sample of the yield
Blackberry, blueberry
Strawberry fields

St. Ambrose Bees
Sweet honey mead
I want to sample
Every good thing I see!

   I am that
Western Traveler
    Indeed
   ...

Whisk me away oh Devil
To a land of precious lies
Where sleeping beauties dream
In falsehoods synchronized

To where
Creatures clad in dark attire
Cater to our dark desires
These beasts who bleed
Our burden dry
Underneath a wicked sky

Cemetery sunrise gathering gloom
Pine away in tomorrow's tomb
Baby statues with broken wings
Frozen postures, silent screams

Burning at the stake of wrath
Hell is but a well worn path
Leading to a putrid end
   Broken wings of human sin...

....all you ever do is watch politics,
play guitar and write poetry....

...what did you use the Charge Card for this ti'me...,,,....,,,,...
....we just can't afford to take care of everybody....

Really!...another bottle...
                                 ......ya I expected such from you...

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...

Awaken onto nature
Set your spirit free
Mighty are her waters
Ancient are her trees
Open wide oh starlit sky
Magical summer heights  
Mighty forest kingdom
Feathered furred in flight
Embrace her in the mornning
Evening tides roll out
In the cycle of her Venus
Ending way down south
Love her when she's frozen
She shall thaw again
Awaken on to Nature
Enjoy Her
While you can!

I’m lost in the forest
I don’t seem to care
Helicopter can find
Anyone  anywhere
So I’ve set down to rhyme
Well actually
I’m looking to find
All that I lost
Within my mind
Oh my girl is worried
And my friends
Are hot on my trail
Tell me again how bad
I’m evil

I dreamt you were still a child
As if time had just stood still
I was paralyzed in great despair
By your wounds I could not heal
I held you tight and cried aloud
To curse my wicked soul
For leaving you so far behind
So many years ago

Black hole hourglass
Time ******* through
How do you deal with
Entropy as a muse?

As I continue to confront
My own philosophies
My ideologies
Of democracy
Equality
My ecological world views
Balancing the unrest
Of human suffering
And the invertible destitution
Of humankind

I walk through a beautiful forest
So alive and thriving
For a brief moment
I am at one with life
..........

(Today in world news)

All those people in the streets
coming together as one!
There must be a million of them expressing their rights and doing their duty as citizens.
America will always be separated. That’s the way they keep that from happening here.

The frequency of my love
Is in the strokes of my heart
Beating in atonement
With my music and my art

Lifting ever higher
The vibration of my will
I have come to realignment
Where peace is all that’s real!

(Romanticized not derogatory)

A bard is a poet
But not all poets are bards
I love to sing
And play my guitar

Dancing comes natural
Spinning on one toe
I take a gracious bow
Into a power pose

I’m more then the rest
My poetry’s the best
I recite the hero’s creed
I lead the chant
In a warrior stance
Into the violent streets

The news of the day
Rolls off of my tongue
Stanzas dressed to please
To the local tavern
The patrons run
To drink and brawl with me

Barmaids to breed
Sweet honey mead
The good life
Yes the good life indeed!
I make a loud toast
A salute to our host
Another round on me!

(Romanticized not derogatory)

A bard is a poet
But not all poets are bards
I love to sing
And play my guitar

Dancing comes natural
Spinning on one toe
I take a gracious bow
Into a power pose

I’m more then the rest
My poetry’s the best
I recite the hero’s creed
I lead the chant
In a warrior stance
Into the violent streets

The news of the day
Rolls off of my tongue
Stanzas dressed to please
To the local tavern
The patrons run
To drink and brawl with me

Barmaids to breed
Sweet honey mead
The good life
Yes the good life indeed!
I make a loud toast
A salute to our host
Another round on me!

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 ******..

Swirling winds of endless time
Slowly erode the weary mind
A mind programmed to forget
When a hundred harvest moons have set
When barn and wagon have termites eaten
Beyond repair to bear repeating
The sun shall turn, the earth shall set
When shadows of doubt become regret


Out here beyond few seasons
I bear the stains of logical reason
With eyes full of brilliant light
So as the devil out of mind and sight
Entities unseen, invisible beings
And the non-existing
Surely share a similar theme
....

Drunken philosophers
cannot be educated
simply hold your tongue
while their intoxicated
tomorrow morning
they’ll be momentarily wise
wondering why
they feel dead inside!
to many drink
and we’re on the brinks
trying to tell
the world what to think
oh how
these wet brain sinks!

@(%^#
Life can get quite messy
As lovers weave their webs
I am but a ink spot
Some womanizer left
Trust don't mean true
So, what's it to you?
You could be a *******
Just like you know who
.........
Ancestry.com

In each and every spatial direction
Time is steadily consumed
Take aim for the here and now
Let comfort be your muse
....

She finally broke
With sobbing tears of youth
The lesson learned
Never tell the truth

In a desperate display of despair
Her development arrested there...
That part of her regressed to child
She forgets about life for a while.

She cuts her body
in order to  
Hide emotional pain
Invisible now
those issues that remain

She's the one
with heart undone
Emotionally blind
and on the run
Pretending to be unaware
And so I bear her worry
Because I care...

Becoming aware, I break from my stare
And wonder how long I’ve been dreaming
The time has come to fight or run
Which sets my busy mind scheming

In my defense I take an awkward swing
What consequence shall my actions bring
To cover the truth or to blatantly lie
Is all the same, it festers inside

Becoming aware, I break from my stare
And wonder if perhaps I'm dreaming

In my waking
The chaos sinks
I waist no time
To stop and think

The moment is now
I ponder my world
My deadlines
My children
My special girl

Pet my dogs
Sip my coffee
Hit a bowl
Write a poem

Work out
Play guitar
Walk in nature
Off I go
To bed alone

As the bird sings
My poetry flows
Every day
I sing and go
So
While on yer busy flight
Buzzin the flowers
For the Queen
Or yer honey delight

Stop and give a listen
‘Cause like the bird
It’s an audience
We’re-all-a-missing

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I watched it bending, breaking
Blowing in the wind
Every time I turned around
It fell apart again
Still I've held it in my arms
Back when we were young
And I could never let you go
Before the last breath comes
.........

If I offered it all
Upon the alter
There’d only
Be ashes left
So I hold tightly to
This fading light
With every
Gasping breath

I dreamt the dreams
And touched the touch
I’ve Stumbled through
The darkness
Of love’s tainted trust
And here upon
My own two feet
Beginning again
Who shall I meet?
Optimism
Keep's me alive!

Dread is alive
Roaming the earth

Feeds on low vibes
Oppression gives birth

Without a warning
Beyond a clue

Dread is a cold night
   Waiting for you...

Run and play now
Poetic child

But beware the dread
   Behind a smile..

Dread is alive
Roaming the earth

Feeds on low vibes
Oppression gives birth

Without a warning
Beyond a clue

Dread is a cold night
   Waiting for you...

Run and play now
Poetic child

But beware the dread
   Behind a smile...

Through spirit realms
Through lover's eyes
Invisible doorways
Where secrets hide

I seek the unknown
As chill bumps rise
I seek the truth
Of her and I

The points in time
We leave behind
The keys
To love unknown
By the brilliance
Of the poetic mind
Envisioning streets
Of gold

Holding on tight
To the breath of life
To sustain me
one more mile
Beyond this darkness
Into her light
If only
For a while...

Behind reason
Fear resides
Under an illusion of control
We walk tall into nights

Where entropy awaits
The ashes of stars
I fear a new existence
Means less than we are

And so here I try to imagine
What more there could be
In the end of all I know
Fear resides within me...

What is behind an eye
A place where a fear resides
A love that stretches
Both far and wide

Far more than a place
To simply mask a lie
There's so many different eyes
So many bright and brilliant shining eyes

Does eye color somehow matter
Can blue eyes feel sadness sadder
The odds favor your eyes to be brown
Which are some of the nicest folks around

Or perhaps these descriptions are stereotypes
Because green-eyed people just love to fight
And eyes with freakish hues of silvers and blues
Can capture your heart and run you through

Yet from a common unfounded point of view
My eyes are hazel and a bit red too
In the perfect shadow of a wicked moon
They can appear a shade of handsome blue

But let me not lead your reading eyes astray
Hazel stands for slimy green goo turning grey
And the stereotype that fits us like any made up lie
That an iris could ever affect the person behind the eyes

I love being
In the pilot seat
In control
On my feet
If we converge
I am
Who you’ll meet
So I celebrate simply being
A state quite freeing
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

On the wings of angels my love I send
Across the great divide
My message they've written in dust of stars
Which reflect within your eyes

The days shall come, the gods shall smile
And their nectar we shall taste
These doors and locks shall soon fall open
And together we will embrace

So break the chains of loves gone bad
Such clouds get in the way
The source of our power is to let love flow
So believe in us I pray