Aztec Warrior

Aztec Warrior Sep 2016

Life: A Carnival

In so many ways
we are a human freak show,
just a breathing carnival attraction.
So get the ******* your high horse,
look around
be mesmerized,
hypnotized
and wonderized by a world of awe.
Let’s get real,
move a few strands of DNA
from here to there,
drop some chromosomes at the deli
to re-arrange their eating patterns
and we would see that
those mindless amoebas down the street
is talking our language.
Of all the billions of species
populating this planet,
we humans are the most
ignorant, opinionated,
**** for brains fools.
We puff out our stupidity
on a regular basis,
books, movies, music,
TV and social media
24/7/365
there is no end to the
racist, slime eating,
motherfukers
brought out in grand displays
as “experts”
in a single hour
of opinion disguised as “news”
on Fox, or CNN,
NBC, ABC or CBS
a menagerie of fools.

The world is a marvelous place,
alive with diversity,
which we should embrace.
All of us, humans wide,
emerged from Africa,
humanities origins
10's of thousands of years ago.

We humans are a carnival,
a side tent freak show,
all diverse and magnificent.
And to all those idiot
religious fanatics,
USA, USA ignoramuses,
de-evolve your brains,
slither back under your rock,
go back to your ancient,
long gone
humanoid origins,
become like you are,
extinct.

Aztec Warrior/redzone 8.28.16
Note: yes it’s a rant after watching an hour of Fox
CNN and MSNBC news... I must go throw up now.
Apologies to Natalie Merchant whose song “Carnival”
is embedded below, her song is a much more kinder
celebration of our diversity.. I on the other hand
cannot stay calm in the face of fascist fanatics
pretending to speak for human beings.

....thanks for reading...
the music link is to Natalie Merchant's, "Carnival"
https://youtu.be/VQ_Wqtnlv4U

Aztec Warrior Sep 2016

"So Kiss Me"

“So Kiss Me”**

down by the raging river
under the shady tree
in the middle of the day
            kiss me
under the silver moon light
with fire flies glowing
and dreams dancing
along the milky night
           kiss me
oh oh be my sparkling
forever, whispering sweetly
your lips tasting me
like it was our first
          kiss me
swing swing me into your
guitar-scape melodies
out on the valley green
yellow and wildflower blue
          kiss me
“so kiss me”.... “so kiss me”
more and more
kiss me

Aztec Warrior/redzone 6.24.16
Note: the title of the song by Katie Melua

....thanks for reading..
the music link is to "So Kiss Me", by Katie Melua
https://youtu.be/VnEvhusy3Bk

Aztec Warrior Sep 2016

Searching For Balance

Searching For Balance**

In all my journeys
I have looked for balance,
the life forces that make sense
of a world gone mad.
These ripped jeans,
faded flannel shirt
and worn out moccasins
remind me
of dusty country roads
and deep forest green
lost to barren,
colorless wasteland
and seas where
whales have forgotten their songs.

Along this path,
I have looked into countless faces,
seen hollow eyes,
empty souls of meaning,
and unfocused meandering.
My animal spirits,
wolf, owl and hawk
talk to me of defeat.
“We are a lost,
defeated tribe.
Here, but hardly alive.”

So I continue this search
for understanding
balance
often waking from dreams
thinking I will still find your
warmth lying beside me
in my bed roll of desire,
your gentle, open smile
caressing through my hair
in long ago memories
cascading down my heart.

These worn out moccasins
no longer know which way to go.
They climb me mountains
where there is the bitter taste of snow,
down into valleys of unknown,
flowing me down rivers,
over their tall waterfalls
and into the deltas
of dead seas.

In all my journeys
I sought balance
in the world around me
and in my heart.
My spirit animals are right,
everywhere wasteland,
a tribe defeated
here, but not alive.
No balance in my heart
just the empty ache
of missing you-
your warmth,
your gentle touch,
your kiss.

Aztec Warrior/redzone 8.28.16

....thanks for reading
the music link is Moby's "Find My Baby"
https://youtu.be/Ep3I7gf8h58

Aztec Warrior Sep 2016

Remind Me

Remind Me**

I’ve been down many roads,
dusty and unpaved,
but never like the one you
asked me to travel on.
I see you up ahead
but as I near
you fade
like every heart break,
like every foolish dream.

It’s not just the
barren emptiness,
the desolation of nothing,
it’s that once
all this was green
with all shades of colors;
life actually
was alive here
with springs of passion.
There was an address
with a door bell
and when rung
you would answer
with kissable smiles
and warm embraces.

But now you remind me
too of the blindness,
the hopelessness of love,
of never being able to say
“I’ve been wrong”
“I’m sorry”.

You just went away.
And I no longer care.

Aztec Warrior/redzone 8.27.16

...thanks for reading..
music link is to Nickleback's "How You Remind Me"
https://youtu.be/1cQh1ccqu8M

Aug 2016

Denel Kessler

Warped

roasting asphalt oven
sweat and petroleum pungent
a festival in the truest sense
diversity beyond societal bland
tolerance arches over rainbow
colored heads banging to the beat
the great goddess smiles as we dance
she knows true love when she sees it

sing to the dying sun
draping white shoulders afire
above lahar fields green again
successions of ash and germination
evidence of universal rotation
barren to blessed
sway to the eternal rhythm
bass heartbeat in our chests

Warped Tour 2016 with my daughter!

Mt. Rainier is very near the venue. On this hot and sunny day, she was out in all her glory, watching over the festivities.

Summer has swallowed me! My apologies for not responding to comments and reading your work consistently. Love and Peace to you all!

#music #acceptance #cycles #blessed #warped #mtrainier

Aztec Warrior Aug 2016

"On Every Street"

“On Every Street”*

dusty winds carry
the tumble weeds of your heart;
those wayward ideologues of love,
***** nilly,
like time’s arrow
down every street.
~~~
sometimes they catch
in the shrubs by my house,
other times in the sewer grate
down at the corner,
but always,
always they sing,
like whistling tears,
and dance with a barren earth
to a melancholy tune.
~~~
tumbling down every street
I see you
and try to hold onto
your slippery sighs
thinking you may sing your tears
for me,
creating in my garden
the colors Of Spring.
~~~
but you slip through these fingers,
lifeless,
tumble **** light,
blowing down every street.

Aztec Warrior/redzone 8.16.16
Note: the title of this poem is from the
song “On Every Street”, which is also
embedded with the poem.

....thanks for reading...
https://youtu.be/-5KpLRWY8sA