This isn’t a case
Of writers block
Tides have turned
The winds have stopped

Unread poems
Sacks stuck at home
Unposted unknown
Dear Eliot
Where did you go?

All my thoughts
Demand to rhyme
Contemplating
Line after line

Dear Eliot
What is this evil
Who downloaded
This poetic upheaval
Within your cyber grip
You control the trending list

Where approval declines
We are poetically confined
Dear Eliot
Have you lost your mind?

Describing your garden
Your birds and bees
The sent of honeydew
Your colours are free

The petals of your femininity
In beautiful words for all to see
You are a Poetess
Only a Poet need read

Written in your private text
Passionately I connect
Consuming your aesthetic release
You are my priestess
I am your priest
All the way form access the sea!

Embarrassing to admit
This time of year
Your cold memories
Control my gift...
Iced over thoughts
Of all I have lost
Along slippery ways
Back in your
Coldest day's...
February you are my curse's
Each time around
Seem's to get a little bit worse
Somewhere between
Christmas and spring
I tend to write
Really dark themes
February?
Of all the months
In a single year
How did you trap
My weary heart here?

Would you please
Stay awhile with me
Unleash the shadows
Let the darkness free
Ride the waves
In creative bliss
Don't lose hope
Life is a risk

Release your glands
In chemical reactions
Nurtured in nature's
Raw naked passions
Thunder bolts
In the power of pens
Let it all out
And let us all in

Please stay
All of you, my friends!

Dear Judas
I forgave you
So why are you
Still doing time
How could we just
Sacrifice you
With out our souls
Going blind

The coins you threw
Back at their feet
Was repentance
Enough for me
You did your time
So please move on
Go now
And live your life free!

And pray
The hypocrite
Do the same for me!

Signed...

 *Cain +++

Life is but a day
That death falls upon
Eternity, an endless river
Uncertainty, a beautiful swan
Shall we meet our fate's
   And gallantly swim on...

Hope can be lost
When one bleeds alone
A prison cell of failing flesh
Often host a heart of gold
I can feel the weight of life
You carry on your wings
In every word and thought
You write
All the beauty that you bring

So here I write a simple spell
An energy surge I'll send
Life is like a candle
Blowing in the wind
.....

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
..

Oh life why did you
Deal me this hand
It would’ve been easier
To be a simplistic man

To accept an end
Bow to death
Allow the darkness
Withhold the breath

All the thing simple men do
For all of life’s seasons
That happen to you

Oh life
Please hold long
Keep this body going strong
Mind and spirit
Remain aware
There’s a reason why I’m here!

Yesterday and tomorrow
don’t actually exist
yet I remember
and look forward
to your next kiss!

It was bad timing
I get it
I don’t take it personal
hell in the
middle of a breakdown
these poetic sprouts
expanding towards life
as you attempted to purge
the soulless *****
infested egg from your bowls
but still I arrived
my deformities superficial
my connectability out of line
but I overcome all that
Dear mother beyond you
I’m more than fine

Dear mother father
Please don't fall down
Don't fumble the ball
Don't break your crown

Dear mother father
Please stand up tall
What will I become
If stability stalls

Why are you crying
And holding your head
Please mother father
Get out of bed
Stay in your lane
Pass that **** joint
Dear mother father
What was the point?

I must admit, I do suspect,
the narrator has nothing left.
No winning blow to slay the beast, no end of madness to say the least.

No more words
that please and set the tone
of narratives we’ve set in stone.
I’ll no longer follow nor will I lead some counter narrative to true history.

Those driven by hate have already lost!
Please seek peace at any cost….

I could never desire
More than I consume
One house, one lover
One big garden in bloom
Dear Poetess I have room

Be kind to the weak
Give to the broken poor
Meet me here
I’ll give you more
Dear Poetess
Come home from the war
....................

I realize the ketchup
Is not where it belongs
And while the tooth picks
You counted are pretty much Gone
Relax my friends
HP will carry on
...

Happy Valentines

I would fight
In a moments notice
Knuckles bare, naked soul
Death defying
Love relying
Just to win
Your heart
Of gold!

Please don’t block me
For what I’m about to write
You need to know the truth
About me and your poetic wife...

Oh! it was just an innocent poem
Well, maybe more then a few
Nothing personal
Nor ****** in nature
Nor poetically lewd
It's just...
Her aesthetic covering
I can see right through!

Her words
So soft, sweet and sensual
I crave her lasting continuity
Into my being into my soul
She flows so fluently!

Forgive me Sir
For my part in hellopoetry’s role
If she were mine I would take it real slow!


Sincerely Traveler Tim

For me
Love is so hard to hold
And you, you burn like a
Red hot blistering coal
Truths get in my way
***** deeds I've done
Refuse to simply
Just fade...
Even I've hurt someone
While lost in life's maze
But now my guilt weighs a ton
Yet if I could
If I had it in me
You would be the one!

Thank you for being my friend!

Pray for an end
To religion!

I have this recurring dream
Of the greatest love I’ve ever known
I must have spent a lifetime
Never ever letting go

I made so many mistakes
But losing you was the worst
No other god-sent angel
Could ever lift this curse

The void that you left
Was my world come undone
You were the center of my universe
My bright and early sun

Unfortunately jealousy ruled
My very existence
My naivete never failed
My foolishness persisted

It was my way of keeping
My immature heart safe
I felt no need to grow up
And that sealed my fate

And you, you’re just a dream
I wish would never end
I’d give up all I have
To be with you again

Vaguely I recall
Shiny little eyes
My precious baby girl
Feedings in the nights
Heart beat to heart
Now but a stain on all my art
Two small boy and a baby in toll
Three years of the single parent roll
The rest well, most of us know
The pain of losing everything
Even our own soul's
So many the years
I let the pain
Take the wheel
And steer
In my dreams
I still hold my baby dear
A tinny fragment
A tear drop of ink
Brokenness runs deep
In all my poetry
Until my demon sleep
A stumbling block in my serenity
This emptiness bleeding me
..............................................

Those sweet small words
Warm my blood to ink
Yours are like cold fingertips
Underneath my sheets

Daring maze
That pretty face
Impressions of beauty
Tender gender Grace
Poetically positioned
Upon the vague venue
Of your HP page

Short burst
Of Interrupted trust
Built our walls
As it must

Yet
Before you leave
If I could insist
I would beg the words
That describe your kiss
That fills my heart
With silent moans
Sweet lovely creature
Where do you roam
....

I wish you would have stayed
But all you did was leave
Alone in this empty shell
Your people are calling me
I’m afraid I don’t know them
I can’t tell them why
They already had a funeral
Perhaps they'll let us died
P.S.
Lock me in the bathroom
With a bottle in my hand
Nobody needs to get hurt
Nobody gives a ****

Sign
Traveler

For the third time
I'm going down
I won't becoming
Near or around
I lost my memory
Which makes me a fool
I am a cancer
I am a ghoul
Treat me how
Ever you need
I am but a wiping boy
Down on my knees

She blossomed in early spring
Spread her wings and flew to me
The beauty of her gender shone
A fawn-eyed girl no man had known

The world was hers for the takin’
Her heart was ripe for the breakin’
No place to run, no place to hide
A broken heart is how she died

Now she lives on in my mirrors
To face this truth my greatest fear
No tear I cry could justify
How I killed a butterfly
...
Traveler Tim

With heavy heart
I grieved the death
Of who you pretended to be...

And now I shall enjoy a brand new
Fresh reality!

That manifest beyond
Our unfortunate
dearly departed friendship'

A sweet eulogy ya see!
Funeral's need not be sad!

It is relatively simple to convey
The same thought in two different directions
For example...
To avoid conception I use protection
Turn it around...
Protection I use on my *******!
Different directions
Yet both provided
A punch line
In my deception...
(-;

FBI #1 suspect
CIA #2 suspect
Nothing new here.

Deeper than logic
The chemistry flow
Poetic synapse
Expose our souls...

Funny how strong we believe
Our fragile hearts to be
I've survived the world myself
In ghettos, in prisons
In institutions that deceive
I've prayed to gods for death
In the bottom of life's pit
I've suffered heartbreaks
Excruciating rips

A hundred years and it awakes
The phone call
The Facebook
The very public place
Scattered thoughts weave
Through piles of emotional debris
I hold my words in contemplation
I take a deep breath while inside I scream

The sharpest blades lay dormant longest
When a mere memory can reopen sores
I try to keep myself in the moment
But in this moment it's at the door

Hello, I haven't seen you in a very long, long time
Oh, by the way, why wouldn't you answer my call
But you knew I was drowning...

Gathering prompts from creation
I weave the fabric of reality
Tonight I paint the sky

An orchestration of shimmering shining
Humming hemispheric harmony
Colourful clusters of lights
Above your evening world!

All shall be remembered through dawn
As my awesome power moves on
To another sky
In somebody else’s mystique
Evening world!

I see it in your eyes, you want to **** them. But first you’d like to torture them for the atrocities that they have committed. Slowly tare them apart peace by peace. You’ve made yourself quite clear, I see..
Hell we all see your demons…

If you thought
That you could
Get away with it
Would you do it again?

Now look in the mirror
And tell your twin
You can only change
The things you can

So get out there and do it!
Before your life depends
...

You could never believe
Reality as I perceive
Waves of my realm
Flow like an angry sea
I gasp to hold on
As my shadow bleeds
But inside its calm
Where air flows strong
I gasp to hold on

On the shore of my isle
Reality crashes
Deep in my sleep
Frightening flashes
Perhaps these moments
Never existed at all
Reality is a state of mind
An interpretation of cause

I gasp to hold on
Hold on to my *****
.........................
Sorry
Babel of a mad man....

Time devours this very moment
Her attention slips away from mine
Our conscious connection slips
Into a dreamscape of faded reason
The void between us fills with wasted life
Soon to be forgotten

The design has been altered
A deformation of will
An attempt to force chance
We embrace failure and cling to it

Simply put
We suffer because we care...

I grow old waiting and all I can do is dream
Of all the beautiful things only love can bring
Trapped in this outer limit, suspended from life
Stuck in this lucid coma I call out to my wife

But she never seemed to hear or even care
The memory of her touch has long since disappeared
And my daughter, whom above all I have wronged
Becomes the theme of my saddest poems and songs

There are so many reasons for this heart’s demise
All of the broken pieces I try to hide
All of these regrets are a thorn in my pride
All stuffed way down deep inside...

I want to run away
Start somewhere anew
I need the samething
The same thing
As you
Empty I die
Alone in this life
I would treat you
Better than right
Don’t let us starve
Without a flight
Send me a message
Chance our lives!

Must we suffer
Past convictions
To retain the
Wrath of light

The celestial condition
Above a world that's right

The will that is given
Skipping shoots and rails
Regress, resume, reintegrate
Until only time can tell

May peace be their inheritance
In the darkness of design
When the fortune of the righteous  
Parallel the mighty and the wise..

In destinies farther away
Then our deepest thoughts
Visitors arrive
With memory loss

Timeless Travelers
Speaking in rhymes
Aesthetic wisdom
Of poetic mind

To experience birth
As a Human being
Is a Travelers
Favorite destinies

One with nature
The Universal Muse
No cave can trap
These Traveling Views

To this
Temporary
Permanent  
Eternal maze
I would gladly
Come back
Again
This way
.......

Such deviated courses
This poetic passion seeks
Driven by forces
From nature to beast
Tempered and nurtured
From unleavened to yeast
Bought and then sold
Judas to Priest

To and fro
The heart we know
Off the beaten path  
With soul in toll
Fro and to
Right and then left
Any which way
More or less...

When we finally find
Our fostered ways
It's always prime time
For another maze...

How long have we waited
Watching as life
passes us by?
Growing out of toxic sludge
Our instruments
long to fly...

Old age is not a reason to end,
It’s a place to begin!

Wise and growing
All that’s good is flowing
No one ever died of old age
Don’t let your beliefs
lead you to a grave!

Endlessly I push these stones up these steep hills
My body wears down but the need is all I feel
Who am I that believes in such a cursed cause
Who am I but a voice of forgotten and betrayed gods
Repeating the madness in my weary head
Pushing rock up the hills of a life of dread
What is it for, fears is an unwanted emotion
Still
I fight with insight to find my path of true devotion

When a word is wise
Energy flows
It’s nice to hear
More of those
Words of kindness
So simply put
Love is an energy
Humanity it’s roots
Angry words
You may not fear
But I have seen
A million tears
Heartache and misery
Written in stone
Negative energy
Can follow you home
And you may not believe
That poetry has such power
Until my friends
Your hearts are devoured
........

Don’t bother writing a book
change will only render it obsolete
Once I thought I understood
the true role of poetry…

Time is as swift as sand
We grab and hold the beach
falling through our fingers
these foolish fales beliefs…

Take comfort in your love
and watch your spirit grow
Our poetry is but a diary
of our ever changing roles…

If in giving
You shall receive
Would that not be
A selfish deed

Even though
The receiver
Of the giver
Didn't know

Did it not
Put you on
The street
Of gold

So we admit
We did it for soul
Both before
And after we go

Life is
Bat **** crazy
I think
    You know...
........

Spoke to Jesus yesterday
To a loss of hope I am a slave
Did it work, was the magic true
Or like me, are you broken too

Brush with fate, now it’s too late
To prove my love to my soul mate
There was a time when I believed
That love like that could set us free

The curse of life is this evil half
Tried to cry but had to laugh
‘Cause it’s not so far from there to here
This mark of Cain I’m forced to wear

Half my secret I don’t dare to tell
Like in that dreams you just can’t yell
You awake to silence ashamed to know
Deep inside there’s a thought so low

I believed in a god who ruled by fear
But all those delusions have disappeared...

We are not truly the light
if we hold others
in darkness

I tend to dimly shine
………

Behold the behaviour instincts we willingly neglect.
To much negative energy
can choke a soul to death..
Inter the loop of suffering
let your anger flow…
Cloak yourself in righteousness
take your ball and go.

Or simply realise
life is but a dream.
And the alarm clock
is ringing
ding a ling a ling!