Angel come to save my soul,
Bring me to the world you know,
Take my burdens and cast away,
All the hurt I felt this day.

Tell the ones who met my eye,
That their tears I now must cry,
Love them with what I should be,
Ask them please to forgive me.

Cleanse my heart so hard like stone,
Move the mountains I did alone,
Hold them spirit up high to claim,
That all their hurt I am to blame.

Started life contented and free,
Learned to close my eyes to see,
Thought a living was mine to make,
Walked the path I chose to take.

Somewhere where I clamored on,
Forgot the darkness soon found a dawn,
Used the ones who did love me the best,
Failed the ultimate human test.

Angel hold me to your breast,
Treat me kindly like all the best,
Show me where the kingdom lies,
Stop my soul from how I cry.

Let me say with words forlorn,
No more let me be so scorned,
Fill my mind with heavenly love,
Take me to the gracious dove.

I
know
   who
      stole
       my
          soul.

Give
  it
    back
      before
        I
   ­       steal
           yours
             , too.

Life
  might
     take
      my
        worldly
            possessions,
          ­    and knock me flat
                most everytime,
                   but my soul is mine,
                     so leave it be.

Oh, here you come again. No, no, no, you can not have my soul.

If spiritual longing comes deep within,
Then let my spirit soar on heavenly wings,
For there is more to living here and now,
Than just what we can touch and see.

Let monumental hurt and sorrow here,
Come tumbling down with words of love,
While we can still appreciate the moments,
That God has granted graciously to all.

Cleanse all my darkness days that came,
Let live my heart to hold another near,
Hurl hope into my aching mind and soul,
Let me sing heartedly for all to hear and know.

For since my birth into this swirling world did come,
I knew that He had meant for me to show the world,
That I can feel the hurt that others do unto another,
With still the capacity to forgive and love abundantly.

Who says that our paths are set in stone and steel,
While we can still be molded into something  etheral?
I look with a child's eyes toward the clouds and know,
That someday all who are sad will feel the endless joy.

The mystical awareness has finally arrived,
I see the sky awaken and show its clouds,
The birds are flying in their wonderful patterns,
With everything, I'm finally feeling so alive.

The ancient stone has been pushed over by angels,
Revealing the cave filled with the best possibilities,
I hear them singing and crying in mysterious ways,
My path is enlightened and illuminated for me to see.

My body no longer aches and is no longer in pain,
Eyes that were once darkened now begin to see,
I reach for the heavens that were once unattainable,
My hands are touched and electrified with the grasp.

For what does a man who is lost now know to discover?
The map is strewn with the paths of the righteousness,
A temple enormous and lit withmulti-colored lights,
Now beckons me to enter and step up to share all the glory.

My spirit soars and discards the worn and tired body,
The others shout out and rush to me with hearts aglow,  
An intense desire to enter into this incredible community,
Will not be halted or left unanswered now that it's time.

Giving life comes from the heart,
The toils and tribulations start,
The inner strength we sanctify,
Will ever endure and never die.
Facing life is a daily struggle,
Sometimes life can burst the bubble,
But reaching deep within our souls,
We come back stronger in control.
My life has been a tapestry,
Of happy times and misery,
But through it all it always seemed,
I never lost my will to dream.
So when life stops you cold and fast,
Remember the sadness will never last,
And strength of purpose drives us on,
Each breaking day brings a joyful song.

They could not bring my body back,
They tried so diligently and then and that,
I soared about myself to know and see,
That I was gone now, gone so  physically.

In all the struggles, the doctors, to save my life,
In all the crazy moments, my daughter and my wife,
Knew I was gone, dead so they say in science clinically,
But they could not know I'm here and now I still see.

A minute, maybe more minutes on a cosmic clock,
Began to tick so loudly, how could I make it stop?
Then tears from those who waited in the room nearby,
And how they would begin to be disillusioned and cry.

With that all gone, so instantaneously I began to be,
Inside a world, so lovely, and so beauteous to see,
Where peace so sweet surrounded my soaring soul,
With peoples of all nations, both young and old.

I knew now, God loved all, regardless of their beliefs,
I felt the love, engulfed the peace, in my new relief,
Began to hug those both near me and so very far,
I made the journey to Heaven, where we now are.

But such sweet joy and contentment was not to be,
I heard an angel tell me so kindly and gingerly,
That I must return to continue my Earthly life,
To share the word and love my daughter and wife.

They could not bring my body back,
They tried so diligently and then and that,
I soared about myself to know and see,
That I was gone now, gone so  physically.

In all the struggles, the doctors, to save my life,
In all the crazy moments, my daughter and my wife,
Knew I was gone, dead so they say in science clinically,
But they could not know I'm here and now I still see.

A minute, maybe more minutes on a cosmic clock,
Began to tick so loudly, how could I make it stop?
Then tears from those who waited in the room nearby,
And how they would begin to be disillusioned and cry.

With that all gone, so instantaneously I began to be,
Inside a world, so lovely, and so beauteous to see,
Where peace so sweet surrounded my soaring soul,
With peoples of all nations, both young and old.

I knew now, God loved all, regardless of their beliefs,
I felt the love, engulfed the peace, in my new relief,
Began to hug those both near me and so very far,
I made the journey to Heaven, where we now are.

But such sweet joy and contentment was not to be,
I heard an angel tell me so kindly and gingerly,
That I must return to continue my Earthly life,
To share the word and love my daughter and wife.

Naked heat, trembling fear,
Hearing footsteps, coming near,
Sweating buckets, hearts on fire,
How will we, consume desire?

Day slips silently, along its way,
Bodies craving, need no delay,
Can't stop thundering, body heat,
People talking, on the street.

Curtains drawn, dark arrives,
Gathering courage, in this dive,
Hearing footsteps, climb the stairs,
Tonight has purpose, no heavy cares.

Door now opening, a silhouette,
Now place your bets, have no regrets,
Music loudly, playing next door,
No one wants to, to keep the score.

We have reason, to scream the night,
Hearts so tortured, now in flight,
Every breath, we breathe tonight,
This *******, we loose our sight.

On the banging, on the parade,
We roll forward, no masquerade,
This spent evening, this amorous ride,
Nowhere to slither, nowhere to hide.

Rest the beating, hearts beat fast,
How to make this, ******* last,
In this moment, we loose our minds,
Loving this woman, this is divine.

Sometimes, in the weary hours
of the morning, when the silence
is all around me, I hear her voice
so faintly calling me in her most
desperate voice--I have no choice,
but to follow where she calls me;
Occasionally, when I try to rest
my heavy head upon my pillow on
my bed, she comes to me in the most
haunting dream, filling me with a
chill and thrill I can not understand,
except in the most bizarre trance;
She is gone, this five years past
and laid so finally far under grass,
But I can feel her spirit walking
in the garden slowly by the fountain
lake; I can not forget her, nor ever
forsake, her dear,sweet loving memory.
I hear her now, and I must go.

In nights so pailed with curtains drawn,
I sleep as if there comes no early dawn.
Lost deep within my dreaming mind,
I see the images so lost and yet so defined.
Which gossamer world is playing out ?
Who is it that comes slowly and then shouts?
Can not make sense of nonsensible things,
That all my head begins to dance and ring.
Such hope, fear, love, and crazy happenings,
My heart begins to sink and I see beings.
Can't take the logical logic man and mind,
That can what is unreal begins to give a sign?
Lost in the bleary vision of a nightly dream,
My mind see  things and is it time to run or scheme?
So then if I am bound unto this weary thing,
I suddenly wake to hear those lovely angels sing.
Until the next such hidden moments up and rise,
I slowly wipe the sleep caught on my eyes.

Bonfire fueling the magnetic night,
Lovely fairies swirl into the light,
Bird or animal makes nary a sound,
Shaking and stirring is the damp ground.

Winter has stolen all leaves on the trees,
Starless night and now chilling the breeze,
Eyes are popping near out of our heads,
Come forth the devils and the long dead.

Chanting for evil and knowing our fate,
Caught up in madness now is our state,
Naked and twirling with stirring our heads,
Now is the time for our nocturnally beds.

Sad laughs the music in the woods now playing,
Why gather now all the souls who are staying?
Time for us all to be wooed and delivered,
Here comes the monster who now is the giver.

Hearts are blasting and now opening our souls,
Loving the manners when we're losing  control,
Coming the cursed and how mightily the fall,
Still he's the beast from the devilish ball.

Today the radio announcer said,
Some lonely man was now so dead,
That in his last time on this Earth,
He soon become the opposite of birth.

He lived alone in such a dingy place,
A long time gone from the human race,
Lost in the crowd that rushed him by,
The radio didn't say how he died.

Of course, the clouds and rainy day,
Precluded his trip to this darkest way,
That on the train to the heavenbound,
He finally realized he was no longer around.

What such a shock to find you're finished,
When lived a life so dull and unblemished,
With no glorious feats or races  to run,
He lived his life and  on purpose had no fun.

Who cried for him and pretended to care,
When not even the priests and nuns were there?
No relatives with hands held out for money,
So they could live in the land of milk and honey.

So, all his so called treasures he held so dear,
Was tossed in the gutter and trash I fear,
For value of things are really not of use,
When someone is dead you silly goose.

While seas still surge and moonbeams shine,
The quest for freedom will  not only be mine,
See hope burst forth and forever so strive,
Live free my friends or we all will now die.

Refusing surrender at a high burden so plied,
The blood shall flow and the minds now cried,
A monster now creeping and lying with pride,
Take to the mountains and valleys in order to hide.

The truth we knew and so cherished by one and all,
Have the hidden meanings designed for the huge fall,
Betrayed by our brethren and by governments exist,
Will bring forth the anvil, the pain, and the fist.

By the time the Earth spins so hopelessly turning,
When the babies cry loudly and all souls burning,
Will one in a crowd stand so firm and so strong,
To denounce evil coming that doesn't belong?

So, dream the dream of all dreams now uniting,
Sometimes talk is cheap and we all will be fighting,
At this single moment registered in the book of living,
There are those who take with no thought of giving.

He loves his flower bed with solitary care,
To tend with kindness the plants  still there,
Painstakingly watering when water is due,
He watches  the flowers burst forth so new.

The sun shines best in late  morning light,
The flowers bend over with breezes in sight,
He works all morning to cultivate the soil,
For him no work, no obligation or toil.

He pulls the weeds with a type of madness,
For weeds are ugly and bring the sadness,
But he will not allow time to come to convey,
Anything less than a purpose-filled day.

When all the watering is finally completed,
Upon his porch with ice tea and firmly seated,
Surveying his flowers, he notes this is why,
He can not let his lovely flowers begin to  die.

One last time, I hold your hand,
Knowing that tomorrow will never come,
I've given all a man can reasonably give,
But you are lost into another time and place.

There were the days when we did laugh as one,
When everything seemed so fresh and new,
When I could feel you breathe the life into me,
And I was proud to tell the others you were mine.

But sometimes others darkened swift our lives,
Told lies and led deceptive forces to destroy,
Then after all was left were memories no longer real,
And someone cried and carried such an empty  heart.

When I awoke and no longer felt  your body warm,
Or, smelled the sweetness that is all but only you,
My world spinned manic  out of cosmic control,
With tears that fell like others a million times  before.

So, one last time, please let me hold your hand,
And say the words that meant so much to me,
To gaze upon your face and altered countenance so,
While you walk swiftly unto another we both know.

Magic bodies melting to,
Loving, yes, and loving you,
Kissing your face, laughing loud,
Every advantage, taking now.

Gliding fingers over your skin,
Hoping now, you will  let me in,
Now your hair tickles my face,
Sweet to be inside the human race.

Heaving chest, hot is the air,
Lost in love, how we care,
Smell the essence that is you,
Somehow feels fresh, so is new.

Falling garments, on the floor,
Just beginning, wanting you more,
Tingle, tingle, bodies now hot,
Wanting all, yes, all you've got.

Reaching inside, going now deep,
This is special, promises to keep,
Will this be, a lasting, sweet delight?
Or, one night stand, and just one night?

Once it's over, the magic now gone,
We sing the lovers, momentary song,
Picking up, slowly, the garments that fell,
Perhaps tomorrow, who can  we tell?

Once this door did open so,
Letting me so enter though,
Inside all around me burst,
A sunshine ray, a little thirst.

In dimensions far and high,
Feelings of such joy and cry,
Soothing thoughts lie ahead,
Am I living, or am I dead?

Feeling floating on a cloud,
Endless time, thoughts aloud,
Not consumed with any dread,
Crazy thoughts circling my head.

Laughter in the distance so,
Other spirits here I know,
Joy abounding fills my heart,
Not an ending, but a start.

Caring not about the time,
Lost within my single mind,
Hands so graceful now I see,
And they reach for only me.

Carefree, light as moment allows,
Understanding the here and now,
Swirling universe before me know,
Moving so slowly within the flow.

Then to see his graceful arrival,
Guess I had achieved survival,
So much passion, so much love,
This morning I have met the dove.

Maybe, as I hold the world inside my idle hand,
There will be some hurt and sadness, some understand,
If the world is full of hatred what's a person to say,
Let's all wake up tomorrow and create another day.

It seems just so simple if we choose the way to go,
Let's just take the time to know and take it very slow,
Nothing that is good can come without a helping hand,
Your a woman wanting love, and I the same but man.

Open up your arms and take the comfort where it lives,
To take what gifts the world has but find a way to give,
Nothing will be saved and cherished with an empty soul,
Everyone come together, and let's have some control.

I just saw my brother walking down a lonely street,
He had on a different skin and no shoes upon his feet,
I had plenty at home in my closet where I now live,
Once again I say my mantra that it's good to give.

Open up your arms and take the comfort where it lives,
To take what gifts the world has but find a way to give,
Nothing will be saved and cherished with an empty soul,
Everyone come together, and let's have some control.

Saw my sister crying softly in a corner near her house,
No one hears a quiet voice if it sounds just like a mouse,
So, I said to her to shout it that women can match a man,
We must now accept equality if we are to understand.

With the little babies crying when someone hurts them so,
Don't they come to realize to hurt gives no one more a soul,
They can not defend their bodies or minds so tender and new,
Protect and cherish the little children who deserve to live, too.

Open up your arms and take the comfort where it lives,
To take the gifts the world has but find a way to give,
Nothing will be saved and cherished with an empty soul,
Everyone come together, and let's have some control.

Hear me now the loudest giants who live upon the hill,
You only cause the world injustice by savagery and ****,
One day the world will decide the people will have the say,
Hatred, bigotry, ******, and disaster must go upon it way.

So, teach the children in their newness how to love and share,
A strong, united populace stops hatred in how they will care,
To feel such evil about another who is different than you or me,
Such ignorance in the united world will never set us all free.

She took my soul, my body remained,
My wandering mind went so insane,
The thoughts of where she was tonight,
Gave my imagination a fearful sight.

Her sumptuous taste, with lovely skin,
Her eyes so hidden, so deeply within,
The perfume of her feminine design,
Intoxicated my weary and rapid brain.

Soon mapped her body, so longed for her,
The devious beginnings began to stir,
A passion created from deep inside the earth,
In my imaginations began its birth.

Rang up her life, but no one was home,
Great God, am I now so very alone?
Walked past her flat, knew it was wrong,
What happened to our lover's song?

Poured countless nights with pen in hand,
How could her mind never understand?
The difficulty in a rebounding from pain,
While lingering longer in the pouring rain.

Tonight, my longing turned instantly to lust,
It's love almighty we no longer must trust,
If she found some such magical, new beau,
I'm cast adrift, this much I now must know.

This I take while I go,
No more the savior of the day,
You are the one no longer here,
I am the one now going.

You said go now and be away,
I said ok, I'll leave this time,
But don't come back to say I know,
Just go away and slowly go.

Beginnings have a way of joy,
The middle still the happiness,
But towards the end we fade away,
Go separate ways on lonely streets.

I couldn't patch the hole we made,
No longer could I make you laugh,
So, as it goes you found another,
Who'll give you what I no longer did.

Then as I leave I won't turn round,
Or watch the look of your silent eyes,
There'll be no kiss or hug when going,
This union fell into the void.

I know you'll forget the times we had,
You'll curse my name and all my ways,
Toss out our pictures hanging on the wall,
Will revel in your new found freedom.

But I have life to live and to discover,
I'll find someone, some other lover,
And when I hold her close to me,
I think of how you once loved me.

Peace on a stick,
I think will do,
How about a taste,
Of peace for you?

Seen men **** men,
Beginning of time,
While some want love,
And nursery rhymes.

Watch society grow,
With technology true,
But humans shrink,
What can we do?

Watch disease ravish,
A nation of bright eyes,
With pollution rapant,
The hordes soon die.

Knew hope when young,
Sought love on the wind,
Lived life like a circus,
With salvation God send.

So, peace on a stick,
How about for you?
When peace finally comes,
What will we all do?

Peace on a stick,
I think will do,
How about a taste,
Of peace for you?

Seen men **** men,
Beginning of time,
While some want love,
And nursery rhymes.

Watch society grow,
With technology true,
But humans shrink,
What can we do?

Watch disease ravish,
A nation of bright eyes,
With pollution rapant,
The hordes soon die.

Knew hope when young,
Sought love on the wind,
Lived life like a circus,
With salvation God send.

So, peace on a stick,
How about for you?
When peace finally comes,
What will we all do?

I turned my head to look away,
Because I wanted a perfect day,
Perfect moments  planned by me,
But I was blind and could not see.

I saw the starving, lonely man,
Look deep inside the garbage can,
But I above such filth and grime,
Could give no comfort and no time.

The lady dressed in garbage bags,
With ***** stockings, how they sagged,
Had nerve to come so  close to me,
That in my mind I had to flee.

The little child so hungry and lost,
Would give their souls at such a cost,
For hunger drives them to deny,
See how they lay there and never cry.

But soon at home when all is well,
To all my loved ones I will tell,
Of how the homeless spoiled my day,
In telling the story, I look away.

The petals fell from off the branch,
I caught them falling as by chance,
And saw them land within my hand,
No one but me could understand.

The beauty of the flowering petals,
Were soft and silky unlike metal,
And colors bright had faded so,
Was I the last to truly know?

Then cast the withering petals down,
Upon the damp and hardened ground,
And walked upon them with callous thought,
For faded beauty so long gone bought.

But comes tomorrow another day,
Where beauty comes in how it may,
And more and more the petals show,
That I am really the first to know.

Words sometime flow,
Other times so slow,
Putting words so right,
Takes the entire night.
When words never come,
I really feel so dumb,
To have an empty page,
Fills me with crazy rage.
At times I'm lost in prose,
I can not smell the rose,
When will I have the time,
What happened to the rhymes?
Sometimes they play,
The words do not delay,
I put them on a page,
I feel like such a sage.
This poetry is hard,
I think I'll mow the yard.

This cup of life has not fulfilled,
My every longing quest to live,
Nor, has the tempest of the sea,
So drowned a sorrow and aching soul.

It seemed that when a life began,
The endless possibilities reigned,
With all the moments given to me,
To build some sort of life, you see.

But it was such a challenge, yes,
To predetermine the course to follow,
Yet, try so desperately little man,
To find a place where I belonged.

To reinvent what's lost in time,
Almost an event so impossible,though,
I struggled here and there to be,
More than what God had given freely.

Then morning comes one day you see,
That all emcompassing time is passed,
When we sit back to examine the road,
To how we arrived so quickly here.

But beats a heart with a directive to live,
Pounds ever hard to save what is left,
We look to the future with earnest means,
To be more than than the sum of me.

This cup of life has not fulfilled,
My every longing quest to live,
Nor, has the tempest of the sea,
So drowned a sorrow and aching soul.

It seemed that when a life began,
The endless possibilities reigned,
With all the moments given to me,
To build some sort of life, you see.

But it was such a challenge, yes,
To predetermine the course to follow,
Yet, try so desperately little man,
To find a place where I belonged.

To reinvent what's lost in time,
Almost an event so impossible,though,
I struggled here and there to be,
More than what God had given freely.

Then morning comes one day you see,
That all emcompassing time is passed,
When we sit back to examine the road,
To how we arrived so quickly here.

But beats a heart with a directive to live,
Pounds ever hard to save what is left,
We look to the future with earnest means,
To be more than than the sum of me.

We sat upon the porch swing,
On evenings cool and fine,
To share our day together,
To share what's on our minds.

We held each other tightly,
This magical moment in life,
To laugh and cry together,
My lovely, sweet, sweet wife.

The dogs in distant blocks,
Would bark their lonely sounds,
We'd listen like  none other,
Should be the sounds around.

Those passing people walking,
Would chat so quietly there,
Sometimes they'd hold their hands,
Like their lives had no other cares.

The swing did move with motion,
We loved this dance so nicely done,
Some stars would light the ceiling,
We had more spiritual fun.

Then town clocks would remember,
To sound what they must do,
When midnight came upon us,
We'd sleep the whole night through.

County  McClintock where she was born,
There lived a beauty not ever scorned,
The fellas from around the corner miles,
Would line up just to see her smiles.

Her hair would glisten in the morning sun,
Her laughs gave moments of lasting fun,
The eyes she had could bear her soul,
But no man could ever gain firm control.

To woo her was a fulltime endeavor,
For she was full of tricks and cleaver,
But everytime she gave hugs and kisses,
Some men so jealous would sneer with hisses.

Remembering how one day she came,
She didn't seem like herself just the same,
A worried look was painted acrossed her face,
Showed her life was missing the human race.

I asked her softly what was the bother,
She said such harshness came from her mother,
And long gone dead, her father couldn't say,
How she became so quickly  within her way.

I held her tenderly and stroked her hair,
In hopes to remove the sadness and the care,
But my attempts were so lost in my vain translation,
For she was captivated by her singular sensation.

The town had gossips, and they already knew,
The girl was in her way, this was apparently true,
And who the father, no one could rightly guess,
Why  she was held accountable to face the test.

Since no man came forward to own up their part,
She stewed for weeks in her solitary and single heart,
And all the time, such mountains of it so on hand,
Eventually killed her soul, do you understand?

Then one dark, drizzily pouring down rainy day,
Passing the cliffs along the raging ocean on her way,
She stood and stared so desperately into the  empty sky,
Then jumped into the ocean so pained to slowly die.

Sweet the lilacs fill the room,
Soft the evening glowing moon,
Energetically, the crickets call,
Hear the footsteps down the hall.

Bulbs burning, shadowy light,
Doors creaking in busy night,
Muffled conversations from nextdoor,
Mysteries stirring with silence no more.

Distant radio with old songs gone by,
Some are laughing, some to cry,
Into the evening we feel the glow,
Of living life we all still know.

Outside my window the breeze comes in,
Inside my head, the world still spins,
My heart is beating to this rustling about,
I hear some people outside they shout.

Dogs in distant lengths still bark,
Some on the city for a moments lark,
There are those tucked softly in bed,
With no sugar plum fairies inside their head.

And so, I chuckle inside my being,
Of all the night and what's been seeing,
I turn to go to bed to finally rest,
This living life is still the best.

Stab deep in my heart, toss me all away,
Look hate in your eyes, this lost, lonely day,
Then hurl all my body, off the steepest hill,
You're killing me harshly, now making me still.

If it weren't for the sorrow, would you still be here?
If I just held your hand more, your body revered,
If I brushed the tears that fell earthly in the past,
If you learned  how to love me, would love really last?

So, cover my body with the moist darkened soil,
Look off in the distance, so earnestly you toil,
Cast off all the guilty, lost moments we had,
Be gone with your lover, this moment so sad.

If I just let you breathe more, would happy you be,
If I open the shutters, so you always could see?
If I told you I loved you, more in daylight as night,
If I  would now be living this moment, no fright?

When they find where you hid me, uncover the truth,
Would you stand all defiant and plead nothing, dear Ruth?
If the courtroom you're planted, is so full of  our life,
Would you want now to love me, put down that sharp knife?

Please hold my hand,
Gently walk me to the creek,
Dip my head underwater,
For salvation I seek.

Sing the spirituals loudly,
Tell my soul to take flight,
For away washed my sins,
I'm with the Saviour tonight.

Cleanse my evil that's lurking,
Some still left in my heart,
Wash away all the hatred,
Begin my new start.

Let me know I'm no loner,
A man lost on his path,
Give reasons for living,
With my spiritual bath.

Know that I am another,
Who was lost and is now found,
Let my soul soar the heavens,
With my feet on the ground.

Take my hand and slowly cover,
The hillside from the creek,
As we walk ever upward,
Salvation I seek.

Walked past life on my way to immortality,
Caught a glimpse of humanity along the way,
Staring directly into my mind and soul,
While I stumbled and fell and lost direction.

Got on board the eternal train to nirvana,
Held on tightly, hoping that I could find,
Another town, another face more friendly,
A place to rest my weary bones and heart.

Isn't this what we call living, being in the world,
Knowing our essense and finding where it belongs?
If we are all matter broken into a billion specks of light,
How do we know when we have finally reached the pinnacle?

Got off that spiritual train and started walking,
Stepping slowly onto the ground of knowledge,
Swinging my elongated body into lifetime motion,
Going faster and faster as my steps would allow.

Made it to a plateau where the grass seemed greener,
Looked up at the brightest, bluest sky you could find,
Breathed in the air, so clean and fresh to consume,
And asked is this where I am supposed to be?

Those on high,
See me cry,
Feel my pain,
Life is insane,
No more home,
I'm all alone,
Can't see his face,
This empty place,
No laughter here,
Life gone I fear,
No more I know,
While life below,
My son came back,
From life's attack,
Gave all for us,
Did not a fuss,
Why war so near,
Takes those so dear,
And those behind,
No purpose find,
My heart is hurt,
My hope desert,
Can't hug him so,
I'm dying slow,
So hug your child,
So tenderly,
And truly see,
How precious done,
My lovely son.

Reaching across the world I see,
People suffering on wounded knees,
Crying people who need some hope,
Trying hard to learn and how to cope.

The silent monster came invisibly on,
No one prepared with early dawn,
Sickness wanted their souls to claim,
Some would not come out of the rain.

Defensively how would we go,
The help and newness how'd we know,
Some families felt the raging beast,
Some live instead of dying at least.

Those bravest souls came running how,
With plans to treat with timing allowed,
Not keeping pace and being overrun,
Still came the dawn with the darest sun.

But many forces of good and not alone,
Came marching headlong into this zone,
Defied the sickness and yelled silently,
We will defeat and then again be free.

For now, we huddled inside our rooms,
With thoughts of life and not of tombs,
Together faced the beast they feared,
With hope, salvation coming near.

Mumpity, flumpity, flickety flo,
Skippedy, whippedy, whatate is so.
Nannity, sanity, banality more,
Appity, slappity, slippery ore.

This it the language of garrilous gores,
Plumpity, uppity, nackity nor,
Willowby, silloby, mackity, lore,
Sit by the window you hippety ***.

Africaty, molassesity, whoppity wo,
Laughity, screetchity, eachity sore,
Walk in a willow and trees are abore,
Sit by the window you willowby store.

Someone said I died tonight,
Ceasing life and releasing soul,
Like a rumor, it spread like fire,
This dying of someone as told.

Wasn't like it was meant to be,
This silly man's dying all alone,
But time plays tricks on certainty,
To let us think we outsmart time.

But time knows better in this way,
Snatching moments in histories,
Plastering lives on a grander scale,
Laughing last when time decides.

Wasn't sad, nor crying was done,
No time to take an eternal inventory,
Just rapid racing towards nevermore,
A deafening quiet so now begins.

Like standing in the darkest room,
When silence surrounds bewilderment,
No sight or sound to announce the dying,
Just endless dying in this endless time.

Someone so rumored I died tonight,
And right they were to speak like fools,
This destiny that only death can bring,
Beyond their grasp and understanding.

Sometimes, things can go so wrong,
Sometimes, people want to hurt you so,
But you must maintain a heartfilled song,
Cause days will truly come and finally  go.

At times, when you're feeling very  low,
At times, nothing seems to go so  right,
You have to learn we must take some blows,
Keep on living and keep up the heavenly fight.

Because, life is not always pretty and painless,
Because, we can't always know what's lies ahead,
We must hold on tight when facing this test,
That life gives us wherever we are always  led.

I know, if you hold on so  tightly to me,
I know, there is nothing we can't  weather,
When I wake with my eyes so ever seeing,
My burdens coming will be light as a feather.

Sometimes, life can give us some hope and worry,
Sometimes, we must keep forging through  the storm,
I know that we'll walk through the storm and flurries,
I know we'll learn to know why we were born.

Sometime this spring, when all
the cobwebs have been dusted,
and all the cold and dampness
has gone away, I'll sit on my
front porch and watch the lazy
clouds go by.

Sometime this spring, when there
are no more dreary days, 0r long
and silent lingering nights,
I'll sweep my front porch and
sit so grand in my rocking chair
and stare and howl at the
sumptuous moon.

Sometime this spring, I'll hold
my child in my loving arms,
and will stroke her hair and whisper
to her about all the adventures to come,
and dream and fill her head and heart
with all the joy that nature brings.

Sometime this spring.


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His tattered pants lay on the chair,
A shirt so worn with no more care,
The shoes worn out from labors lost,
No one to wear them, such a cost.

Worked day and into night's domain,
To feed a family, remain still sane,
Had only memories to take him there,
Where he could sleep without a care.

His hat hung limp on a rack nearby,
The glasses that he wore on his eyes,
His favorite book with pages worn,
Just like his life, but now reborn.

The scent of his most favorite cologne,
So soaked the air in the home he owned,
And every little thought he once may  had,
Is gone for the past, once handsome lad.

Yet, late at night when the living are gone,
You still can hear him singing a favorite song,
And in the still distance you see him turn to say,
Goodnight dear loved ones until another day.

I stopped by today to sing a song,
With a friend I know all day long,
Just to sit and enjoy the melodies,
As we sang such sweet harmony.

Came by cause I had you on my mind,
Wanted to see you and to share a rhyme,
Hold you hand and tell you in the now,
How you lift my spirit so high and how.

Brought my guitar so beautiful and new,
Wanted to show you songs that made me blue,
Needed to share some others that made us shy,
We smiled and laughed and tried not to cry.

Sitting on your front porch is so very  fine,
You look so special, so delightful and divine,
I felt  the breeze blow over both you and me,
The sun is rising high so slowly and easily.

I stopped by today because you make me smile,
Coming over will lift me through the weary miles,
I held you close as we have always tried to do,
There's no other so sweet and it's only you.

Sweet flesh is a thing of such beauty,
That any notion of something else lingers;
If any moment in time could frame a picture,
It would be when two flesh become as one.

Deep love mixes fresh and full of vitality,
It is the thing that all can sometimes see;
The everlasting force of life comes quickly,
As two can die flung helplessly upon the fire.

If for the sake of pinning what it truly is,
The intellectual ones will miss the grade;
Not of the concrete or the visibly seen without,
No reason as it's found deep buried in quicksand.

Our lips are meant to transfer what two souls give,
Unto each other's pounding hearts and body sweat;
Sweet flesh leaves those who crave it wanting more,
Until the satisfaction arrives with momentary cease.

For every tear that falls from heaven,
Someone's heart is burdened with pain,
For every tear that stains humanity,
There leaves an aftermath just the same.

If all the energy to promote goodwill,
Out shone the sun perched far in space,
Then no more visions of hate and destruction,
Would be tolerated by the human race.

When dreams of many project in time,
A visionary world begins to form in space,
Then visions become our cherished realities,
And a destructive world becomes a lovely place.

For every child born who cries for equality,
There hides a child who is clouded by pain,
Then we must step up to fight for freedom,
And no longer be secluded in the falling rain.

A woman's body was found today,
Just laying lifeless in a ditch,
Her eyes were still just like a church,
Where souls get lost without a hope.

A child was beaten and died today,
Poor, little dear did nothing wrong,
But still some innocent left this world,
Because the madness reigned supreme.

A little, black girl so beautiful to see,
Was hunted down and murdered so,
Just like as though she never existed,
Left in the pile of humans gone.

I heard the news let out a scream,
Some other lover killed their love,
In a most heated passion of hate,
Put forth the means to silent a soul.

I looked to Heaven with tired eyes,
The tears of Heaven flowed down in rain,
The clouds so parted to show God's face,
With sadness in his countenance now.

Laugh, when feeling defeated,
Know, you are truly needed,
When you are sad, don't be low,
People love you, don't you know?

Shy, when the world defeats you,
Hope, when you are feeling blue,
When darker skies, make you cry,
Just remember somehow  you'll get by.

If you love, when the tears are falling,
Live, come on stop your  stalling,
Let life no longer pass so quickly by,
Stop those tears, please don't cry.

Laugh, when your  heart is heavy,
Sing, when you felling  uneasy,
Know there is one, who loves you so,
If you'll only hope and let yourself go.

If not now come the mightiest of beasts,
To dine upon those weak and mystified,
Then when is time to release its solid hold,
Upon those who seek peace and not evil?

We've seen the slaughter of the innocents,
Who raise their arms and scream to heaven,
For someone savior to come this time along,
To eradicate the stains of humanity's silence.

Is always this the moment when they cry,
Devoid of strength in numbers to multiply?
Who now will seek the everlasting sword,
To send the devils into hell's lost kingdom?

The ones who wish upon a star for radiance,
Will lose the battle based upon empty wishes,
Must turn the tide with action guided forward,
To slay the darkened hearts of those released.

They overwhelm the meek when charging on,
Like raging bulls hell bent upon total destruction,
Have no pity when they swing their annihilation,
Destroying humanity and living things in site.

But, lest the clouds no longer depart with sunshine,
Revealing a savior who rides on broad-winged birds,
Then toss all hope and learn there's desperation holding,
For all who hide in darkened crevices opening wide.

But, long as there breathes fire into the soul demanding,
There is a chance that evil falls like acid rain descending,
But rain can stop and air be cleared with new washing,
For those who will not give into their fears.

Hello, he says and sits alone,
In quiet time and silent zone,
Stared briefly at the others there,
So resting in his lonely chair.

A book and coffee near the stand,
Dressed nicely was this affable man,
He reaches for the bag he carriers,
Pulls out a picture of who he married.

Come over here and sit next to me,
You once were bounced upon my knee,
But you have grown and made your life,
The disappearance felt like the sharpest knife.

When you were just a lad so bright,
You spent the weekends and night,
Had question endless and full of hope,
You broke the rules when your full scope.

This bookstore where you work long hours,
Have helped us all in the impressive tower,
I've come to see my distant beautiful child,
Whose now is a man so far and mild.

So, sipping the coffee and looking at this book,
I've learned somethings of what I gave and took,
But, listen to how as I now have much to say,
Before I'm gone and leaving an abrupt way.

It's good to find your own path now you see,
To discover the world and the things that are free,
But cling to your past and your family that's there,
Who loves you not for the things with no care.

The waves beat heartless against the cliff,
Again and again, they resounded with rain,
Darkening clouds so helpless still overhead,
The ground was so moist with endless dew.

The seagulls like messengers from beyond,
Flying restlessly in circles as they still fly,
No voices breaking the silence surrounding me,
Internal darkening and mystical sounds abound.

Walking longingly towards the cliff and coast,
Staring blindly into space and the far distance,
Wanting something, someone to reclaim this day,
But nothing left and no one will come to speak.

Reaching arms to heaven and beyond the clouds,
Reciting endlessly the prayer we learned as children,
Expecting clouds to part and reveal something new,
But there's no departure or signs of hope gathering.

So, sitting on the wet ground and crossing my arms,
Still staring in space and breathing in lost spirits,
Wondering why I came to this place and time,
Recovering nothing, with nothing there is mine.

The waves still boundless and increasingly pounding,
Well worn the coastline and the sand so slipping away,
I look for any sign or signal to cause me a reason to rise,
But there is only perpetual time and space left for me.

The day the clouds fell down,
The moon was hurled to Earth,
The stars dropped for lack of space,
The ground shook with volcanic fervor.

This thing called time ceased to whirl,
A darkness fell all across the land,
The sun, once bright, now had a dark tint,
We stood,held hands and cried ****** tears.

Atmospheric storms raced onwards,
Showering us all with the heaviest rains,
We shivered in the dampness, very few,
Were left the day the clouds fell down.

Indignant hearts cried out to heaven,
We waved our fists and cursed in vain,
The little children stood close besides us,
How dare the world collapse this day.

We took a world and destroyed its beauty,
So kings and queens now hid in shadows,
To think that nature had nothing to say,
How could the calamity now shout its name?

This lonely day the clouds fell down,
We thought that time would ever present be,
Yet, in our minds and hearts so shattered,
We still screamed and shook our fists at God.

I died while waiting for nothing to happen,
Just taking in a breath that lasted not my way.
Is this the page they turn and say is life after living?
No one called my name, or looked to find me,
While I drew the final curtin slowly shutting;
No tears fell on freshly-grown faces and smiles.
Was there hope of family and friends to save,
This worn-out body from turning instantly to dust?
I died when no one was looking for such a silly thing,
No long goodbyes, no sorrow shed for me eternally.
So now I go beyond the veil of never knowing,
With a tear trickling down my face.