dad, he's outside now
under an umbrella, head in his arms
tapping his finger on his muscle

is he cowering right now?

he's hurt and he has been
for a while now at least

but I don't understand

why would he cower
into the confines of
his own arms, his own flesh

does that mean the problem isn't him?

is it us then?
we aren't the greatest of children
little ambition, little to show for what he gave

but i don't think we ever wanted any of this

dad, you had goals, the ambition we lack
you left it all, with no reason, and I know
now you're faced with regret

but i don't think he ever wanted any of this

for brother cares for your happiness,
he's just twisted from the life you gave him,
a life he doesn't blame you for

and

the sisters love you,
they'd give all they can for you,
but sometimes it seems it's not enough for you

meanwhile these exchanges go on...

I'm just scared that I won't live up
to the life you left behind

having no ambition grants me peace of mind
because then at least I know what I am

having no ambition ruins the clarity of my mind
because then I know less of what I am

and right now, you're cutting your hair.
I only do that to relieve myself of what I don't want to feel

why are you doing it?

Remember not to forget
Unfortunate events
Turmoil in your stomach
How about a walk tomorrow?

my demons follow
wherever I go. stop that!
leave me alone.

Genesis,
Genesis is a little *****
A little *cuntnugget

I'm afraid
That if you look into my eyes
You won't find what you want

I love free falling in a dream
Floating down at tremendous speed
Not a care and not a scare
Because I know I will soon wake up
But if I don’t and reach the bottom
I’ll just roar back up and do it all again!

Like a volcano
A heart full of hate can blow
Up without notice

the weight of friendship,
like a cement feathered bird,
will you show me yours?

everything she is
sounds like poetry, music
a life lived in dream

enter like the Sun
a false pretense or habit
no matter, you're here

radiate your life
just don't touch me anymore
I cannot be moved

what lies in the night
when you are away from me
it makes no sense

coolness and Moonlight
the abundance of the stars
cicada play slow

gentle breeze day
passionate panorama
the trees dance.

No matter what disparaging remarks you might make,
I await your observations and insight.
But when you provide your cool analysis please include
An example of the words that you brew,
Because without your input, you know where I put your
Tidy observational work,
Right there, where it will never be seen
And where I suspect that much of your work might be.
So where I love your constructive criticism,
If you can't provide me some guidance
With your wisdom and obeying all the rules,
Of grammar, pentameter and other structural things,
It will be meaningless to me, and probably anonymous
You will choose to be!

suddenly,
forever
ain't that long

her playful scowl ruined
her every effort to chide

I think she is great.
When I see her face I see
the face of kindness

yellow broken eggs
super glue cannot fix shells
last year we were friends

you could see mirth in the curve of his lips
where was it in the rest of his structure?

Her love - The water
That keeps the garden in my
Heart, green and happy.

Insomnia strikes!
Waiting hours, mere boredom.
The result: haiku!

walking through forest-
i close my eyes and enjoy
birds and wind singing

Don’t spend too much time with clouds
They are merely evaporations
And cannot be trusted with your life
They may dance and play
In the sky all day and resemble many things
But just because you see a cloud
That makes you shout out loud
It is not your prophecy
Be skeptical of those who paint the sky
With every imaginable pattern as they fly
For they know not what they are doing
As they glide from one horizon to the next
What begins as a rocket ship
Could soon become a dinosaur that then
Might release its weight to begin again
To evaporate and create something
Or nothing to which you can relate!

if i could i would
skillfully navigate through
though it causes pain

i'll get there somehow
by hook or by crook they say
paddle up-river

And like light
You are a constant in my life

The curve – soft – speaking
fast then slow
then not at all
dancing – whitewalls
jumping – up and out
and so excited
and lifted from the very top
circles
making something
nothing
built up
a humming in the ear
cause I can't laugh or sing
that I see
that I dare to see and write
as if others hadn't written before
but dressed as a savage
that does not care to lose
or fight but sing
so funny
a hit of *****
we'll see
written 18th century
like it's new
to have a little fun
in the absence of anything
truly beautiful
that I can undress
and write again
after having a light
and grass that folds over
and a room full of armor
and soft
and moving
towards an end
where I can make it silly

Sun is moving west;
dark clouds are going east. Then,
the sun disappears.

her compulsion to lie collided with
his appreciation for honesty

Like a work of fiction, this is something that just isn't true.

These days each night I
See lights dancing with the wind -
Nice firefly displays.

their ashes,
saints and sinners alike,
- clinging to my beard

bottomless brown well,
drop a stone into my eyes,
- listen for the splash

Your insight is a book the asleep can read,
And your wording is a message the angry can receive.
Your innocence brings the influence of a child tugging at your sleeve,
So know, wherever you find yourself, you were brought to lead; born to be all the good that's rare to see.

we could rob a bank, you and i, <<with the evening spread out against the sky, like a patient, etherized upon a table,>> make no muttering retreats, no ragged claws scuttling across ocean floors, and nobody would count on us, for anything, half starving, we could have *** outside, or watch a parade, and there would be nothing to discuss, nothing to decide, nothing to fear, or desire, and we could bath in the river, or the lake, or the ocean, trust each other in silence, a wordless communion of minds, this world, this time, this life, like some endless hunger that no meal can satisfy, and we can sit across the table, look into each other's eyes, and maybe rob a bank

when I fall asleep
I dream of being with her
morning light wakes me

~awake~

go through the motion
of another empty day
I can't think of her

~alive~

if she were still here
we'd spend each moment for love
our time so well used

The biggest *******
Confesses he's an *******
Over and over

the essence of love
permeating time and space
eternal music

Rhyme or not, life is
A beautiful verse written
In vivid colors.

I should do something
It's not going to go away
Time lasts forever

It is not easy
Understanding the feelings
Of unhappy hearts.

Among the rocks I
Saw trees with roots so twisted
And I saw my life.

actions speak louder
when you are out of words, truth
soothes my troubled mind

relativity
put a whole new perspective
on my point of view

I want peace and clarity.

Is that not a desire?

What is acceptable?

verily I say
there is no truer moment
than the one right now

every day presents
a new gift

she ******* bit back
i love that woman

a brief glance your way
and lurid is my smile
I drool on myself

at last the sun shines
dark dreary days are over
and the earth reborn