My best friend
Is bit of a raving lunatic
Too soft at heart though
That's my dog for you
She can climb mountains too
But she is an emotional rollercoaster
That's my dog for you
My best friend
May not be the brightest one in the lot
But what she has she has got a lot
A bit of wolf and loyalty

I would like a green field
That turns to the golden sun
Like a comet
That chases as long as it burns
Some days are diamond
Some days require a little warmth
And sometimes
The one who hurts us
Has a heart made of limestone
That is all time does for us
It is all on me
I know that now
As the sun came down on me
After all the days
The signs made sense
As you flew away
Into the distance
I understood
Life isn't beautiful
Time is
As it helps me forget

My favourite cat
Did more than just **** mice
It had a short tale too

I sometimes
Wish my favourite writer
Would call me
To read his book
During this lockdown
It wasn't until puberty ended
That I realised
Writers don't even read their books
They just bang the muses
And write for sheer amusement
Writers wear a silk scarf
To cover the hickeys on their neck
Not to keep the winter out
Or the heat in their starched shirts
Writers wear boxer shorts to bed
And come out naked with their hands full
Literally, one with a bottle
Metaphorically, one with a woman
I would love it
If you read my book
Because life doesn't summarize
Heartbreak in 265 pages

I watched a film once
It was a thing of beauty
And the actress was even more so
I suppose they call them actors now
She splayed her co-star with a kick
To the rib and then to the other
I liked her prowess
It was the guilt that made me
Go after her pursed lips
As my eyes wandered across well covered clippage
I coveted and lingered
Some might call it ravenous or cinematic
Some may think it being rogue and dangerous
I never took her for a star
I saw her for what she was in the end
A promise for more and more
She never kept her promise
If she did I think she would have told me
In her head or feet at least
So as I undid the cinematography
Lured her out of her home
I made her crawl on the floor
She had never seen such things before
I had her to myself
I think I did
I thought I did
Until I saw a tear tarnish her perfect face
It was a Tuesday
Or the day after
Many of the memories are lost
In a flurry

As I write this
I peel an orange
Now in poetry
Every Tom, **** and Harry knows
You cannot rhyme with this citrus delight
Thus I find myself lacking words
And how to arrange them
To rhyme with orange
So in such cases of crisis
I turn to imagination
Let my thoughts genuflect
At the possibilities of rhyme and verse
Weighing beauty and technicality
I realize I can be deranged enough
To rhyme anything with orange
Unless you want sporangium
But what is romantic about spores and oranges
If you want to be critical
We should talk of robust flowers and The Doors
Rhyme should be written off the hinges
Thought should be expressed free like a horse cart
And romantic as a moonlight caravan
Probably as well watered as a flower ***
Or sometimes withering away like the fire of desire

Gone in a fast second
Buried 'neath a train
Hurried in the breeze
I hope the rain never leaves this place
Ghost of time wanders
Hovering above the past
The memory of summer is jejune
With strands of the sea as hair
A coffin of a foreigner walking the thin line
Somehow peering through clever eyes
The ghost of time came fast behind
As easily as the past died away

I know you smile for a brighter day
Send a smile to me
I'll be on my way
Under an umbrella I can brave the rain
I enter my apartment to a parrot that talks
A sailor docks his ship as I stare from the window
Above a cobblestone road swept by puddles
As the greyness empties
The skywalk regains daylight
In the station a conductor gallavants
Under the halo of a street lamp
Tending to company
You play your role
By tending to company too
Keeping them busy with stories
Tending to the cats at night
I have no regret in saying that your smile
Makes the lamplight fail in compare
How long must I wait in the rain

I am a windsailing boy
A ferry handling sailor
Often the boats pass and go
You are always on my mind
Sometimes I fare through the seas
As I caress your hair and fare through
I know you do not care for the seas
However the salt in the breeze
And the stormy weather
My ephemeral stop at your port
A langorous sunset we shared
Lingers like a memory of me
It matches the sulk that I memorized
Now nothing stays just you and a storm
I hear sailors hearken to move starboard
Nothing remains but the ache
My telescopic view cannot escape
The death I plan for myself
This is the storm that takes me
As the seashore carts me away
Waves lap across the seaside
As your memory fades away perilously

When love dies
Hate isn't born
Forgiveness is

Loitering in the violet hour
Flowers and fragrance tower
Overhead a humming and rustling tree
Underneath a crackling and rattling leaf
The chuckle often matches the shuffling of feet
Loitering in the violet hour
There are too many at this time
On your secluded street

The sun glazed upon the horizon
Almost welcoming the ghost of winter
It was a sense of loneliness
That set me free
Now my friends are heirs of kings
As well as city directors
Whose address is unavailable
In directories or thin air
Such are seasons
Such are a handful of reasons
To walk in moonlight
Or to tread in broken harbors
In pale evening spread against the welkin
To touch your red skin once again

People often lie
Even when the truth is obvious
So that they can learn to smile
To live in a vase
However the truth shall set you free
Who likes reality
So your love is a mixed review of me

You smile everyday
I hear the laughter in your cheeks
Someday I might be away
And you make me cry instead
I still ask you to laugh or lay
Your love will always be a mixed review

Who likes reality
Anyway this is a tough break
We can live together under a tree
Yellow and green can mix too
I suppose I don't have moxie
Your mixed reviews can seem cool

I get into a tizzy
Over your rainbow hair
Under a fuzzy tree
Which loses leaves in the afterhours
As the seagull calls out to the seas
You give mixed reviews and empower me

The time that moves past
Future comes into focus
Memories are all I have
To remind me of the present

A burnt letter crackles
Inside it turns into blazing blackness
Perdition resembles the edges
The fire engorges the pages

I remember how the lassitude was
When I was young and full of worth
Law and order was never the same
The older I got the more I forgot

That time can be expressive
It is like a beautiful lady
That slips through your fingers
Even when it is as clear as water

The more
I walk away from
You, my soul stretches
Thin like a cadence
The more
I walk away from
You, the depth of oceans
Reveals the emptiness
The more
I walk away from
You, I find my shadow striding
Beside me as I leave the light

In the skies
The osprey doesn't turn
Neither towards living or dead
It floats on sleeping wings
Arriving in dreamy nights

Nocturne and pianists
Remind me of the intimate Chopin
I hide from in old age's tepid waters
Like a terrapin
With its ragged claws and cold raw heart

If your lips were redder
Than apples rudded by autumn
I would rather simply bite the dust
As memory may turn to dust twice

Violence has no end
Tis' better this way without vice
Not a murmur of a prayer to restore
I have closed my arms
Around the firmament of the sky, before

The nights are sleepless
If I would stay awake
You would call me on the cordless one

If hanging up meant
Hearing you breath raspily
You can bet that I am not in love

They gave me a job
I wondered what my fee
Or my role was
If it was worth leaving my dears
Or holding back my tears
The thing about breaking
Is you find more love in putting together
Yourself as you cry for help
And no one hears your call or desultory philippic
A blue frock and pearl necklace
Was enough to recover from the wound
Of falling in a loveless place

When the lifetime and the girl
Were gone a long time
The poppy and hail fed the storm
The song never was heard again
The seas are dull and empty

The disappearing air wears me thin
My hair has found it's brush
In the halo of unseen wind
The girl sees me after ten cities and ladies
The seas are lifeless

The amorous water came out
The girl I cared for when we boated
To sail and turn
The birds got tired waving us goodbye too

We were so in love
We might have been in love too young
A song was left unsung
Were ten cities that lay in ruin
And the people crouched in a din
Cruel as can be the seas were unloved

It does not help to be in love
If one cannot help or save you
When you are drowning

I love the way you tame the lions
Train them and send them fit
For a circus performance
You seem to know all the strings
Of love and example
You teach your kids tricks of the trade
A cry for help comes from the cage
No one calls foul
No one is lovelier than thou

Do you remember
When you were the ghost
I had a feeling
That you were the one
While we wade
Your eyes would shine
Now in your scars they flicker
I can keep waiting
While walking
You cry in memoriam
In august reveries stalking
A vast interior of trinkets and memories
Have turned me into a
Ghost of my past

They sent a man
On the moon
During quarantine
He never came down
Breakdown?
Breakthrough.

I remember
When you held
Me in your arms
And memories
Your scrumptious supper was waiting
For me even after nine months
Of strain and work
Staying inside
I felt protected
And safe too
I feel the shield around me
Every breakfast
When I share bread with you
It is your company nothing else
That takes a while to make me understand
Things wouldn't be same here
Working two jobs isn't easy
That's all I've learned to trust you with
That you were the one
That you taught me courage
When the world taught me fear

How can you not
Be romantic about friends
You love one
You lose them all

I cannot wait
To walk under the moon
The roads are empty
I am unchained
I miss the people lost, no more
To the twists and turns
Some are stuck in the
Middle of the crisis in Sandwich town
Cars are too afraid
To prowl the streets
Too bad I am stuck
On the highway
With my suitcase in my hand
Jumping off the side of the night
Tossing and turning in my sleep
No more a typhoon
I sell myself to the stars
For a night of isolation
A day of stares

Upon another lifetime
One before the flood
The light turned around the floating stairs
A lamp shimmered in the dim dungeon
The creature had lost it's warmth
If a prayer was said or heard
The silence would be cold
Some see light in the heart of violence
We saw it's face again
Until now, it was always buried in the hail
Life had washed away
Tolling bells and daffodils in the collonade
His paper-thin fingers wavered in the air
As the fire went before his eyes
Some say he will give us chances someday
Now the truncheon thing died
Lords and priests were assured
The wilderness wasn't what I had heard
Some days I think pensively and sulk
I cannot make amends for any love lost in time
Affection felt between us
Faded away
As memory mixed desire and pain
A breeze in a small village
I saw her hair full of maize
That peasant love from an easy place
A simple girl with promises and a gilded face
I still remember the girl
Of the north country
The grass was greener on the otherside

Soldiers come marching in
If they ask for God
I show them my documents
Soon I know I will have no home
Soldiers come marching in
To find their home in the pavement
The years may be easier
If it was tough for the ones
Dreaming of war in Trenton
Often Philly will **** you
If you take two on the river
The soldiers grappled with my hands
My arms were removed and numb
So, they put a rifle on my shoulders
Lumberjacks had paved the way
The soldiers kept marching on
Sullying the forests and horses trampled the dead grass
Blood flowing across the white ****** snow
Years can go by with any smiles
Since, the soldiers can keep marching on
Never knowing when the war will end
Never knowing when they will see their loved
Halos of old memories still hang over their heads
You can see it in their eyes that are dead
As they try to save all the children
Some of them shoot them down
Like mockingbirds instead

We sat in a road
Of cobble stone and rock
Our valise and car was locked
The road was pernicious
Our guide was impervious
To the wisp of winds
The shape or form got diffused as my friend
Went in once again
The rising breeze
Left no survivors
And took no cowards
So, I went in after him
Worry might have taken me first
That was the worst I'd seen of the cold
The night came in a blitz
As my friend walked further in a hail storm
The car was void of form now
When I looked back with feeling
There was a time
Warm supper was laid out
As winter eased out
Now I remember the lost time
It has gone away like a powerful rhyme
The further I walk
The more happiness runs away
Now I don't know really
What I should look for
Is it a picket fence from my house
Or is it the sound of crickets
If I can now make it
The rumors will be roughly true
They said I will always be alone
The bird overhead called out
I had once wondered
If the whistle of an eagle
Is louder than the hopeless blizzard
The gelid storm that went for hours
Death's cry is said to be namesake
As it called my name in my ear
Often wondering if I had moved it to the core
If I had the hoarded courage of a saviour
All I throughout, home was on my mind
God could see it
But, I couldn't
Because the war didn't leave survivors
But, it didn't take cowards
When winter thawed
The water called out to the birds
That had left the battlefield
Looking for peace
I remember
We sat on that road
Once before
And heard the same birds calling out
To us to stay on the road of life

To disappear
Into thin air
One has to remind themselves
Of the frenzy of fustian-clad prisoners
Who sail through years
Who will find traces
Of pale clouds
Through the wrought iron gates
Of freedom
All they think
And feel
Is the sun will come out
Of it's slumber
As the wind begins to howl
Tomorrow will bring tomorrow
Nowadays the bleakness
Calls to me and scowls
At our situation
There shall be no brighter day
Today is our last one
You must change your life
Or disappear into thin air
Like a kite
That doesn't feel the pull
Of the Earth and the seas
You must learn to leave behind things
As cannonballs leave behind broken houses
And broken families
You must change your life
Whether in isolation
Or love and forgiveness
As I hold my chest

To remember
What can't come back
Like a anecdote
Which you have forgotten
As the ending escapes you
Love goes away
And so does time and tirade
My lady who rages
The dust that carries us
As our memory
Searches the vacant spaces
Of the soul

We feel lost
Because we aren't confident in our
Our aspirations

You are the clouds that I can't touch
When I feel down
A rainy day reminds me
The sun isn't in your eyes

For the inception of great things
We must face our mortality
If we love ourselves too much
That is what is called a lapse of reason

I never had smelled the star clustered air
Strange as it was that I thought of love
Following the breeze as the volumes of violets decrease
There is so much beauty in the unseen

Often it breaks my heart
As my river will not stop flowing
Until the rain of consciousness does not drizzle
The influx of such poetic lines can only be Heaven

It takes ten seconds to remember ten years
Nothing is really worth reminiscing
It is what it is today that makes me yearn yesterdays
When I wrote my first poem thinking it was my last

I wish that freshness stays
Nothing is permanent
Merriment of youth
Salvation of meek

Ideas such as these kept my poems alive
It is the joy of being appreciation
That teaches me how to create a poem everytime
There are no borders or barricades to thinking for people

Sensing the blood of pure white wrists
That hold the time as I twist the lines
Of my Berceuse
Like the rivers flow and meander
Assuring us three
We can go all the way
And stay together like diurnal bees
Do be unkind to me
Tomorrow is uncertain
Tomorrow tomorrow is all you say
Have you ever seen the rain
Prairies and azaleas in bloom
Or the oysters of the world
Who open up like a jukebox from me to you
This is my loveless glance
As I hold your mummified eyes
Crawling into your soul and through the dreams
Pain can be felt through a person's eyes
Bit by bit I turn impervious
To my old wounds
Shame on you
I can't open my heart or feel my tune
So I sing these days in the shower as I appreciate this beauty
Few people can feel naked or forage a distant memory
To clear the fugue of blues
Red blood is what makes our veins
It's the blue blood that stays on

Hades, my favorite flower
That blooms in the dark garden
Like a bat out of hell with no wings
With a rebel yell and fire rings
Hard to think you reign in hell and are forever foreigner
Heck I'm the living dead
Hades has no reason to be faithful to prisoners
I can't fathom the living who love one
With too much at stake
Mad men have it easy
So do the ****** who quip with their lovers madly
I can't stand sight of prosaic peering fools
You may call them tools at the parties
Whoever knows poverty is a disease
Got too much money and power by talking about it
If he had none there would be no talk or strutting
Some people never go mad
I wonder kind of lives they must lead
Without good fortune
One cannot get a good wife
However some luck will get him a crook
The doors must be open for shamed men
Who stood by him in meditative nights
The hours go as the kites nibble on my prizes
Kibbutz workers have a feast yonder
Calling me sometimes
It's okay to eat fish and whatever flies
They have no feet or feelings
They swim out of anywhere
And fly out of hell
Becoming birds in the next life
The mad ones drown or get drunk
The dolphin rises as foolish waves approach
I fall out of love
And land in hell
Sinning each day to get over one mistake

You can't lock your brain
So, I know I'm always on your mind
At least let me in your heart

I love kissing your lips
And catching you in thin air
The romance hasn't died
It is just an imaginary feeling
I hear mermaids sing
And butterflies fly
Leaving my stomach out of breath
I said kisses were rare
The smiles were cloaked in affection
The lack of time was the death of me
Time stops for no one
I know time feels the same for you
What about the butterflies that filled our stomachs
You have no lascivious feelings for me
Instead, cookies and cream

Faraway I am there picking up speed
Your car follows me home
Like your yells fail in comparison
To my music in my mind
Why do we fear and despair
When love is in the air
Is a crimson cloud among many
An abberation of something funny
Or the careless painting or a careful litany
Either way I will fall asleep
As you tell me anecdotes when I lie

I know there is
An answer
To every prayer

I'll die before I sigh
If we get everything where we grow up
And have no one to look up to
Except our needs and bleeding toes
We would fight for our right
If only we knew what we were doing for food

They were sisters
Found solace in arms
Of blue eyed men
Who promised them a sky full of stars
Instead they got a roof on their heads

He loves you
You love him
You should go to him
Because opportunity doesn't come knocking
Like a door-to-door salesman

The night is bright
As the day exists before
The dawn breaks our hearts
At least the night doesn't remind me
Of you anymore

They said
It would be easy
To clean my room now

Swallowing the whole sun
The eyes envelope one's darkest night
The light could not be created on sallow skin
Escaping from the deity
Only an unkind look without velleity
A feature of true athletic build
A statue of such gilded nature
Where tenderness wears a crown
The sun may have no roots
Many truths can be told in those unfazed eyes
For the light shines and ripens fruits
For those with a future brighter than
The son of Zeus and Leto
Made from these pastoral tools
All of my love fails in your creation
If your ego isn't frail
All of my love passes through
And my spirit proceeds beyond thee
Here endeth the tale
As I am what I am
You are what you are
If I walk or run through life

The midnight meets my memoirs
Passages of fire and ice lay strewn on the bed
Lassitude and lethargy turn to stupor
I wonder if the world will be the same
Tomorrow and tomorrow
I grow into a poor version of myself
Like a book re-read only without interest
Promises are kept and the people live half lives
Death is the only completion
That the vault of the sky offers
Even with its pale sunlight
When love was in my life
I never questioned persons
Often their intentions were true
Nothing is truer than the tacit understanding
Between us
Lost on a sea
But still the sea still takes
My sails away from the eye of hurricane
I might reach the catechism that is the horizon

Once I was sitting among smoke rings and laughter
A snake came from the azure waters
Somebody shot the poor reptile
I asked him was that a ghost
A strange reply came from his lips
When the eyelids don't shut
When the dreams turn to daydreams
These creatures **** the cocoons and fire
In the winters when the ice takes over
They only slide into their gold skin
Akin to the season
There is torpor
And everyday can't be a summer dithyramb
An august reverie of the old fat lady is everywhere
Or the church dies with christened saints
It is the prayers that keep me awake
And the hiss of the lizard king
The sermons haven't wiped the tears
Only fears have turned to wrought iron
Galvanized by the gold skinned reptilian queen
I love your inner demons
They have no compassion
I would have shot it in the same fashion
Quite impassioned with a rectitude
As I name this beast with the right attitude
Only your love can absolve me
I don't need your friendship
Blitzkrieg will not bring the snake from the burrow
Or this confusion where fire treks and climbs tomorrow
Through the forests and the tedium of twigs
A medium of solitude will crumble
Allows me to see why I tremble
I can't feel your lightning
In the stormy weather and fiery hours
The lizard king still lives
The furnace of the lamp that burns bright
In the garden
I left it there, to ensnare them all

Over by the lakeside
How the enemies pass
They claim we pass the hours
All I do is look at the last line
Is your heart made of lime or stone
All it takes is love's ignition
The car knows where it takes
Boats and boats will soon show us
Red sails aren't all crayfish dread
Like I found you embarrassed at fools
And embarrassed by wise men too
Slow down you tool
Will we fly into a honey trap
Or spread our light among the mallards
Cygnets are scared of waves
Let us take them
Over by the lakeside
Where the enemies pass
Soon the velleity of kindest folk
Will triumph over blind faith
Over by the lakeside
The lake is opaque on a transparent night
Where you can see the milky way
In the distant cosmic shores
If you stare deep into the lake
You might turn to water
As your flesh finds its virtue
And the soul is out of strife
As it is stirred with spirituality and life