.


( •

•)

/\

;;;;


sweet sweet surrender

//

The greatness !

The Sunday picnics in the Park

COLE SLAW AND POTATO SALAD

( and then the BABY come and we were known by god )

)(

The sound of simple joy

;:;

Amid the soft ball games

And the laughter

::

Dreaming of ice cream on the way home

To the commune on Milvia Street


.

.

she


\/


•

I've never had a lover

Who

Despite how things may have turned out

I wasn't overjoyed to see later

And whose happiness I didn't always

Hope for

//

//

LOVE

Never ceases

Nor turns to sadness

•

•

LOVE

only given freely

LOVE

Only eternal



.

.



We are the heroes


||


she loves heroes

//


Come


The time to be a hero


Is NOW

-/-

She don't love him cause he says he loves her !


She loves heroes

)(


Not little whinny wind up
Dolls

Like you !

Lover boy !




.

MOVIE AUDITION !

////

Aspiring actors are invited to audition for

Part of the victim in the upcoming movie

Entitled

THE VICTIM


///

the role consists of being

******* and gagged

And being

Carried thru out town

In a wheel barrow

While everybody

Comes over

And torments and tortures  you !

••

the symbolism in the movie

Makes it a great opportunity

For a beginning actor to gain a foothold

In the acting industry !

•

( reminder --

The tormenting and the torturing

Will be real

//

So the actor must be ready to be

Completely authentic )





.

.



( oh ! ...... A poem ! )


OH WELL

it's probably nothing important


•


She always thought Reality was

Something

Like a sci fi film


So

As she wanders thru this mundane

Existence

She is always wondering just what

DARK MAGIC

was used

To create THIS  PLACE

and just who was its

CREATOR

!!!

( & when she read the

" love poems "

Scattered about !!! )

WELL !

she knew everything

Had

All Gone Wrong

!!

SHE ... (?)


Well

You all know who I'm talking about

( don't ya ? )




.

.




Oh I can see

You  so simple


Gentle as a

Child

With a mother who loves


•••••


Tender feelings

We walk on the broken dream

Street

( of a nation        In so much    Pain )


:::


Mountains open

Revealing


Magical Pathways


Come quickly


If YE'd escape !


•

Wandering song


Strong men appearing

Women

With true love

Carry the child

So tenderly



.

.


You so lovely

Trusting and trustworthy

///

Eyes that refuse

To fail to see ...


... The suffering


•


Wander child lonely

Her hands shall hold you

Fully

And

Completely

••

The bells are ringing

The lightning is calling

Us away from this fantasy

Unto each other again


.

.


........... you are


///


Born of the 1000 dreams

Warrior of the          BATTLEFIELDS

where the


Anger meets pure love itself

And

Succumbs to its     Power


•



We been hiding too long

In

Infantile suffering

//


//

A new morning has come

///

Oh

Gentle rain



.

.





and then .... (?)


{|{

we

Find ourselves as total strangers

( the dying times )

!!

Oh child !


I am so sorry !!

•


What were we to do ?


We waited too long

•

TERROR


loneliness

Come to the light


Anger



We were not really


Human beings

.




she is


Sister to all                    

               She follows the wind

•


She listens !

She hears every call

••


She comes

Whenever she's needed

"""

She knows you

Young boy

Wanting to be a Man

//

The grace of your life

Is when she asks you

To give her a hand


••


Hero

Doing the best that you can !


//

She

Follows the wind

She brings

Gently

Freedom


To every boy who would be a Man



.

.



                  ( looks like you )

//

Breath

So pure

>?

one more god

One more day

One more child

We

Just throwing our lives away

On

Such pettiness


Wandering thru

The violence of these days

•

Easy now child


Do not be afraid


Take a stand

Declare your       Grace




.

.



In the

Silence called

ETERNITY



We

Sing of passionately



Meeting

Meeting

Meeting


••

You & me

••

In the hour of courage


The moment of dying


The grace of surrender


The power never dissipating


•

We

••


Never wavering

••


Come !

Come ALIVE !

•


Little the hungry children


Soft as an angel

We can endure all danger

For their sake

•


We are no longer strangers


We dare call ourselves

LOVERS

we stand so patiently

In the power of the light


With eachother


In the power of the light




.

.


Walkin down the avenue

Here she is !


                                   Here


                                     She is


•


Oh my love

The gentlest song


Know that

Love is real


The  only thing that

Makes YE strong

•  •

•

Oh child

Stay free

Of the romantic tales

That make ye weak

//


Cultural chains

That steal away our humanity

••


Keep your way

A walkin down the avenues

For all to feel

For all to see


Yours is the love that makes us strong





.

.



Tell me

Tell me

Of your love...

//

For oh so long

Only silence reigns

We mingle possibilities

Of endless joy

With foolishness

The touch of love becomes the kiss of death

And our bodies and hearts become filled with pain

Over and over again

So again I say


Tell me

Of your love

Tell me

Of your love

And not just

Some tale of lust


///

Love is simply

Life or Death

Chosen in the cold loneliness

Of the dreamless earth that is here

In the hell hole of our fear


•


Tell me

Of your love

Tell
Me of your love



.

.





Moving towards


Freedom


( a word )


Trying to speak



.

.



work


•


what ?



•



work


////

look dude

All I want is for some

Semi - neurotic babe

To

FALL FOR ME

so I can get laid


•


We are not human children

We are zombies preying upon each other


Writing  love poems to our hate



.

.



In the ole hippie days

We found that people had lost sight of god

But

They were not worshipping the devil

"""

Today

People have lost sight of god

But are

Also

Worshipping the devil

••

Most poets here

With their

Demand For Love

Poems

Are devil worshippers

Trying to scam the world


::


Come child

Move on


Out of the selfishness

Unto tomorrow



.

.



Yeah


Just one more


Before the start of the basketball game

//


I read many more poems of failed       love affairs

Amid the 1000

WHO GIVES A ****  (?)

)(


Who killed the child ?

( the policeman )


//


The winds don't howl no more

Now that mankind has gone to sleep

•

maybe I'll get laid tomorrow



.

.



I BELEVE

///

The mountain men

The holy song

I BELIEVE

////

We gettin gunned down in the streets

Playin games

•


Movin on

I BELIEVE

you must be waiting for me

)(


life is     pure magic

TERROR HAS ITS OWN SONG

Home

It's here too

I BELIEVE IN YOU

===

They are gunning us down on the street

we stand together on the street

LOVE

we know what love is now

WE STAND TOGETHER ON THE STREET



.

.


Dying

Every

Second of the day

)(


ain't no

Superficial Love

( or Lover )

Can ease the pain

//

alien  Isolation


•

Come dear child

Away !  With haste !

To the Sanctuary

Still

//

We are the gentle

Creative creatures

Here  to heal the world

•

primary power


The gathering in strength

)(


We carry

Every single body

To the top of the mountain

<>

We are not afraid

//

We do not need all your ******* love




.

.



Gentle eyes ...

See thru the massive fraudulence

Of these

Corporate days

Of ****** and theft and madness

Every child as good as *****

We are beyond all decency

We know

But we are frightened

So we pretend to

Fall in love !

•

We tell our Story of the World

to render it sterile & safe

And " over there "

•


•

We are. " over here "

Playing with our genitals

All else (?)

Calls for     Responsibility


So we talk of

BROKEN HEARTS

& die in infantile shame



.

.


Love me now
                    Little one

all around us

All the massive suffering

||

Oh gentle child

Love me now !

•

Oh how we praise

All the superficial

Heroes of the days

As we choose to see them

•

Oh child

It is only

We few

Who are here

•     •

Warrior in splendid costumes

Looking for the real

Battlefield

•

Oh oh child

If we fail ... ?


All the massive suffering

The massive suffering



.

.




^
////  • ||
<>
/  ( • )  ( • ) \

/ \

####


Gentle stream flow down

We gather in the moonlight

Soon

The gods and goddesses shall appear

•


We are the remnants of the illumined ones

The fragments of humanity

That yearned for love

||


We gather always  with new hope

::

And here you are !

///


Child child strong

Child kind child wise

We are the holy fathers.
The holy mothers


The mountain men


••

We are the remnants

The fragments

We are those who survive


.

•

.


She ///   Ah ah she

Goes a long way

A little bit a lucky


::


If we ain't dead

We lived another day

Ah /// she

Loves me

Yes indeed !


••

Wars are raging

So is peace

•


The child is crying

Same as you & me


A little bit a lucky

Goes a long way

Along the same road

As the refugees

••

Oh yeah

Lucky little girl


.

.


We come

Little girl

Down down down

From the mountains


Unto the world

Oh oh yeah

Oh oh little

Girl


••

Wander cross the meadow little girl

Past the Sanctuary

Down to the stream where the girls are bathing


Within the young boys' dreams

••


oh oh

Little


Girl


•

All is riding upon your courage

You are the pregnant seed of Tomorrow

All eyes are resting upon you

You the goddess song


••


Oh oh
Oh oh

Oh oh oh oh

Yeah

Little girl

.



lonesome are we


                             ( falling .....

deeper into

"these days " ! )                                  

•

Lonely days

•

Each man fighting for his life

With the remnants of his sanity

( • ) ( • )

V

ah

But we digress

)(

We live in a corporate world


And THEY must not get upset !

////

( we are hardly human beings ! )

•

welcome !

///

We are

Finally

To

Choose


Just what we are

And are to do

With our lives

With our love

We may remain free

And shine with the

Children
Angels
&
Saints

!!

Yes !

That's what

We shall do  !

::

Welcome (


Our lives are pure

Our love is true
  


.

.



////  • ||
<>
/   (   (  \

#####

hey hey

What ya doin babe ?


Oh oh


What do ya think Love is ?


•


loneliness

Butchers the soul


Loneliness

Butchers the soul


Loneliness

Butchers the soul

)(

YOURS SOULS ARE BUTCHERED

::::

what do you think Love is ?


||||



.

<>
/                 \

love  ?


Sure       Why not ?

///

( amid the crying sounds that poets make )

)(


WE ARE SO SCARED


)(


Come

HIGH NOON appears

The DANCING DRAGON

& the UNICORN


( & you and me & the


Lovely children everywhere )


We

Are here

•


Love ?



Love too is here cause we are here



.

.



Oh What

are we to do ?

//

amid the wild Fury

Of these Dying Years ?


)(

Oh     Love !

Oh boy & girl

WE COME TOGETHER NOW

let us talk freely & honestly

••


The whole world !?!

Do we know a thing at all

About truth ?
About      law ?

//


Cartoon Characters

This is what we have here


)(

... & .........  (?)


Come child be alive !

NOW

One second before the fall





.




.

.





Long summer song

sure

We all think we got something to say


•


The bright Sun obliterates

All our petty passions

( love or hate )

;:;

Coney island evening


So joyful here amid the freaks

Loving poverty !


With such freedom we walk the seas !


)(

The railroad yard

Hobos gather waiting for the train

You know

The one headin towards the promise land

)(

She showed her ******* to everyone


( just for fun )

••

Movin thrum the mountains


Picking up speed



.

.



Have you seen him ?

You know

The cute kid with the freckles ?

The homeless kid ?


The long rainy night !

Should I hope that he's all right ?

( you tell me )

:::

I used to guide drone bombers in Iraq & Iran


)(

I hope the kids 're all right

)(

The long morning song

Something's done gone wrong


;:

Ah kid !

What else can I say to you





.

.



welcome to        AMERICA

( Little boys and girls )


We ride subways and taxis and automobiles

to work every day

We thank god for the rich people

Who created the world of jobs

For us to have

•

•

We thank god for the

Tea Party Patriots

who taught us that there are

******* out there

Coming to **** us

( I got a gun ! )

•

Welcome to AMERICA

We don't give food stamps to the poor no more



So all is well



.

.


Feeding the poor


:

the mocking tone of Day

we wish that we were DEAD


we are so very unsure

we don't know what  to do

)(

The tolling of the bells

)(

doom

//

We feed the poor


That is all i understand

~~~~






.

.



& then ... (?)

Well

Sometimes ya just gotta tell
Me
What you want

OKAY

yeah

we gotta be

On the same page

;;

Lone  dog on the road

In the alley // a little boy

the slave ship sails in his memory

///

The years !


They strangle him & his tales

Of pain .& joy

••

From the Hill looking down


///


Yeah

Ya see

We

Just gotta be

On the same page


We gotta have something

That we're trying to do


Or what's the meaning of being together ?




.

.




Central Park , NYC

sunset

On a Saturday Night


Young Girl

smirking and spitting

GIVE ME ONE GOOD REASON

JUST ONE !

WHY I SHOULD  FALL FOR YOU !!!..?

Young Boy

smiling proudly

CAUSE MY **** DON' T STINK !

Young Girl

Her mouth agape

Eyes on fire

Panting heavily and

Clutching her *****

WOW !!!


.

.


Central Park , NYC

Dawn

in the near future


( after the war )

••

••

An old man talking to a crippled

Deformed boy

SORRY KID

"""

Moving to a close-up of their eyes




.

.



Are the hills

//

Say  , child

What do you still remember of the

First Day ?

::

( or the first rain )

./.

Was good !   So good !


)(


Mommy gonna come & get ya
Mighty soon

•

Mommy!

What a thing to be

)(


Mountains


Earth at our feet


Kinda gets ya thinking

After a while



.

.


Born from 1000 births & deaths

knowing fully

Time & space

( & all other dimensions )

Clear light shining in your eyes

Reflecting clarity of cosmic purpose

//

The one true fact is that all that we call facts are

Basically irrelevant

Within the soft hold of creation

Only life itself is real


And the love that sustains it


•


You are small and vulnerable

But there is no need to be afraid



No

Never a need

To be afraid


.

.


Remembering all slavery

//


Tell me your story of the human race

.:.

( Maybe then

You ' ll be graced with love )

//

From out the **** hole poetry

A mind emerges

2 wide eyes

And a heart that knows

•

.

.


Before you say hello


:::

Of you are only talking to

your imagination

Of a person

<>


And you find yourself writing poems to

Imaginary
" YOU " - type images


& swearing "
Love "

To

This imaginary YOU !

""

Of course  !

The imagination wanes

AND      YOU   IS GONE !


and all we have is an imaginary broken heart !



.

.


here we come !

•

From out of the Crying Machine


( I am )


From out of the Chains

//


Oh yes !


•


My Love ain't your love

My Life ain't your life


So put on your clothes and get out of my face


)(

sing me

A True Love Song

)(

gather yourselves on the beach before dawn

The Ferris Wheel goes round and round


No matter how high it gets

You're let off on the ground

)(

True love song

""

Try to sing

A

True love song

-""-

I really

Know that you can



.

.




Refugees


( little high school girls ! )

Selling their minds to the *** Machine !


looking for lovers

Running from love

••

Cute little high school girls  !

•

•

asking strange boys to **** them




.

.



hey now the world's on fire with fear

//                                   //

She said :

tell me you love me or I'll die !

He said :

I love you !

She said :

You liar !

////

The most important thing to ask yourself before

Starting a relationship is :

Am I anti - semetic ?

in fact  ... You should be asking yourself this constantly

Because anti - semetism

Is the only real sin in the world

./.

I myself have never had *** with a white woman

I mean //: : : why bother ?

"•"

The average I Q of an HP  babe is 73

)(

GOING  HOME

one way or another
We're goin home




.

.




we die too young

( have you noticed ...... ? )

•

The lighthouse !

High up on the hill

::


The long ship approaches

;:

All on board are singing


Some are also praying


::;;::

Dreamin a the girl with the big *****

Drinking at the bar

//

We are barbaric


//:://

It's time to dance

"""

We die too young


It's time to dance



.

.


the pretty little pictures

The heros

The leaders  !

•

The vast illusion !

:::

and yes the demonic ENEMY  !

.::

We ride white stallions

Into red sunsets

We wave to all of the lovely ladies !

( soon we will

Bury their children )

))  ))   ((   ((

Illusion

All the pretty faces

And the greed



,

.


The leaf fell from the tree

The bomb dropped from the sky

The World Trade Center towers crashed

To the earth


NOT ONE TRUE WORD WAS SPOKEN

the girl looked her lover in the eye

NOT ONE TRUE WORD WAS SPOKEN

)(

We stumble *** the earth
With

False images of ourselves

//

Pretending to be human beings

Looking for love !?!?!

•


Thru the rubble of pure speculation and deceit

:;:

we grow ! ( we say )

Moving thru debased high school corridors

Looking for someone we can claim

To be a source    ( in some reality or other )

Of love

?

Perhaps even

A real lover

•

Amid the tragic poems

Of something else

..

Rejoice

We are here

On the sacred earth

We have seen

The mighty saints

And we know what road to follow

If we would be whole again




.

.



redeem the honor of creation


::

The empty train
So past midnight

Into
The blackness of dying soul

Into the ways of madness


The ****** memories

The visions of slain children

Thru the mountains


Somewheres else (?)


Up
Ahead


Or so we hope and even

Somehow believe

::

The mystic hotel in the deserted town

Town of the howling wolf wind

The fear that there might be a face
Like her own

•

The young lover !

The mother searching for her son

In the graveyard of

The moving centuries

Moving without love

••

Weep ! Oh weep !

She hasn't slept in 1000 years

////:

Oh little one !

Do not turn away

It is she who is afraid

Of whatever light is known

//

The little kid over there

Trying to write a poem

Doesn't know  just   what he sees

)(

Years revolve in solemn grace

She returns

Her barb wire eyes are still in place

But her heart is softness and compassion

And there is a sense

Of peace

And she knows

She's been released

And might learn to be alive again

#

it's so very easy

To love

""

It's your nature


It's your purpose in the world


It is your evolutionary destination

A SIMPLE LOVER

LOVELY AND FREE

)(

Open your heart

Open your mind


We all live inside each other already !

So take it easy !


Love is the only power

In reality



.

.


Will soon start to

Rain

||  ||


& A stream will appear

And a woman


She will be naked

Bathing in the  stream


And I will be there !

Within the purity

And tomorrow shall be here

And joy

And trust

Shall fill us again


And we all shall go home together

Again

••

Sweet child song of creation

The holiness !

We bathe within each other's arms

We hold each other heart to heart




.

<(                                              )>
)/(
O



I am the tired son
of the one purity

We struggle to survive

The infamous blasphemy

Of the ages found here

•

****** is such a daily poetic happening

In every heart

Done so skillfully

Even by children

/////

Scarred and crippled of form

Mindless in obedience or disobedience

Knowing not the law

of the creation

From which they came

)(

lying & looting

( HOW DID THEY BECOME OUR RULERS ? )

why do we remain as slaves ?

•


( cause we're ***** whipped !!!!

Or a .... ***** ! )

//

We are simply

Each other's           Chains !

( loveless beings )

//

we are born of the one purity

//

Come

//

Let us regain

Or true dignity

//

Let us be real again



.