Macho con macha
You happily confuse it
But it has not changed

The air that you breath
And the sun upon your brow
Neath nature's blue vault
Is free for all and sundry
Yet tis more precious than gold

I am a mortal
And there is no shame in that
I am not perfect
And I feel no shame in that
For my love is without stain

My door is open
It is oak with brass fittings
Sturdy and handsome
I oil the wood, buff the brass
And I will never close it

I was there for you
But when my time of need came
I could not find you
A lesson learned some would say
But I am not so simple

I will never be
A rooster on a dung heap
It is not my dream
Nor is putting others down
To prop up a frail ego

Once upon a stair
I passed a stunning blonde
In a jumpsuit hot
I turned and gaped, she beamed back
We married, youthful folly

While shopping one day
I noticed an old woman
Familiar, why?
Then I knew, we once were wed
Forty years had touched her hard

Upon this old world
Economic piracy
And social chaos
Are still common currency
Who keeps them legal tender?

In a southwester
Bucket and shovel in hand
Strolling on the beach
Digging up clams along the way
Cell phones screamed from the bucket

As warm as summer
Your azure eyes seduced me
The night we met
I ached for you from the start
Sure I could never win you

Too big to fail, eh?
In your ivory towers
Bankers, marketeers
Doubtless you care not to see
Your scourge on humanity

I am not concerned
About what you think of me
But mind your manners

I want to be clear
Crystal clear if possible
Because I love you

Inequality
And lack of social justice
In my opinion
Is the source of hate and rage
So, what do you think of that?

The U.S. has more
Billionaires per capita
Than anywhere else
Plus more millionaires as well
And I ask, at what a cost?

My dear Grandfather
You were always there for me
Calm and assuring
So it was a pleasant shock
To see you in my mirror

I put a pillow
Over my head late last night
Party on neighbours!

Struggled and wrestled
With my blankets this morning
Dark and rainy day

Roaming, hand in hand
Through clouds of cherry blossoms
Enchanted, awestruck

In each others arms
Waves of you/me conjoining
As we become one
In sweet singularity
Igniting supernovae

Rising and shrieking
Above high cliffs and wild seas
Clouds of seagulls soar
Through the roaring wind they wheel
Far below, I watch, green-eyed

When I  am with her
All is sunlight and laughter
Night falls when she leaves

With words of anger
Like a rope around my neck
You would drag me down
Into your sea of nightmares
But you cannot drown my heart

Riding, grining wide
Laughing to myself again
Rolling through the night
Red light, yellow light and green
The North Shore looks full of stars

Treat me like a fool
And that is what you will be
You get what you give

Carefully chosen
Words in lines, woven surely
Raising my spirits

Ecstatic blind faitH
Vile severe dogmA
Ignorant mistrusT
Loveless & coarsE

And of conciousness
I mean not cold intellect
But cosmologic
Sweet boson and fermion
Star crossed lovers in the night

I am not perfect
Nor is perfection my goal
But consciousness is

Their sweet love was true
And so was their poverty
But they were happy

I have traveled far
On this journey we call life
And I assure you
The true road to happiness
Begins within your own heart

All that nattering
And existential ennui
Please shut up, Shut Up!
And take a look around you
Everyday is precious

After the rainstorm
The skies' transparent jewels
Strung on spiderwebs
Sparkle and glint like diamonds
Upon an emerald field

Lined up at drug store
Guy in front buying chainsaw
Fear, "Instead of meds?"

When people deep in thought
Ask with theory sought
"What comes of us in death?"
"Do we take wings like our breath?"
It's then time to say; fate makes us her play
With no ordinary stage nor script on page
Act one a prophet in clouds
Act two a body in shrouds
The theme to love the soul as god
And love for body evilly odd
The plot to hate the ****** norm
And raise the soul to immortal form
So strange a scene to me
With many a vain soliloquy
Questioning life from it's birth
In scriptures lacking mirth
And placing mind over matter
For teatime with the mad hatter

Please, come and hold my hand
And walk across the shining sand
Feel it's softness on your feet
And sunshines loving heat
Leave your clouds until tomorrow
Then you won't have to borrow
Spiritual bread from the dead

The white dove wandered through the wool wind and wintered night
Would she ever learn to fly
High winged tilting the sky
No answer flew the ruling wind

Monday on Monday
Sensible, but most prefer
Friday on monday

Like the wild, wild geese
Rising high over my head
In soaring chevrons
Loudly calling as they fly
I, love to cruise with my friends

Inside of my head
There lives a sleek, fat maggot
I call him worry
He feeds on fear, guilt and shame
And I would love to starve him

You always call me
Late, wanting to come over
I always answer

Billions of sheep
Following false bellwether's
To the abattoir
Starving, they jostle for crumbs
While those dressed as wolves eat lamb

I now tip my hat
To what I once strove to splat
Yes, even a gnat

Dark turning to light
And nighttime turning to day
A parity sight
The cosmos come out to play
Black to white, reverse through gray

Once, a nut brown boy
Neath an endless cobalt sky
Slid down smooth gray rocks
And tumbled to the beach
There, a logjam dragon woke

To one and to all
Living on this tiny ball
Racing round the sun
I wish for you, happiness
With peace, love and justice true

Small, afraid, alone
Lost in a place of darkness
No love nor soothing
Used and hurt and put away
Stolen dreams and happiness

Wading through tide pools
Tiny ***** slip under rocks
Purple stars abound
The surface full of sparkles
A child's wonderland unbound