what?

who?

the free?

--------

in a moment the missles shall fly
(as we know)

---------

wantin a piece of ***
("love" we say!)

---------

building?

NOTHING!

creating?

NOTHING!

why do we call ourselves
"MAN"..?

---------


the masses shall be murdered?

who are they?

-------------------

be free

NOW

amid the wailing..........pain

pain and i am
here

the after-thought
of abstact reason

wandering startled
and possibly afraid

wailing with song
a part of the song
we are the wailing......pain

we say we are searching for love
it looks like...running away

we wail with some form
of twisted emotion

denying  lonliness
we are afraid

upon the wailing sound
looking to meet
you
anywhere

and however-it-is
you

happen to "be"

always the singer

finds the ........song

the rain
the gentle drizzle down
the cheek
the babe
she
loves

i am come
from shadows

i am here
for you

death is a mild reminder
of past faults

alleys of soldiers
veterans abused
by the HOLY orders

we go to college
we are stupid

we come to our senses
and forget "congress"

the rain
the clown dances
the gentle drizzle
the clown sings

and the beautiful and the rest

the bravely courageous and the rest

the simplest intellegences and the rest

the servants of destiny and faith
and the rest

the freely giving  and the slaves
of this idiotic and greedy corporate
culture

which is all that is left

Blue blue Sky

•

Sacred geometry

••

Walks the pathway

(Who does?)

I know

an a little child on my knee!
an a lovely vision of the purest girl
becoming a woman
in a thousand bodies
fit for the warriors from the blue sky
------------

falter  but never fall
fall but arise
over and over
we are here
-----------
see!
the little child on your knee!
....

the flow of days
the shifting kaleidoscope
of the purity
that holds your forever
right now
and i too
am here
----------
a little child!
a little child!
see the children sittin
sittin pretty
on our knees

whispers your name!.......!!
..................!
..............................­.yours.......
.....................
yours alone!!
----
----

out of all of us  here!!!!

it is you that he wants!!!!!!!!!!

(.......you that he wants.......)
---
---

whispers!!!!

can you hear?

your NAME.........your NAME

spoken so clearly!!!!!!!


NOW WE KNOW!
NOW WE KNOW!
NOW WE KNOW!

an it aint gettin easier
only one way out

IN!
--

the only true lover
is

YOU!
--
i once was gonna write
a "love poem"

but a voice kept sayin
"phoney *******!"
--

i only can love a woman who loves all men
----------------------------CELINE
in fact

if she dont love all men
she aint a woman
--

people want to save the earth
but they
cant figure out 9-11!

such an impossibility
--

people wanna get healthy
but they dont want take their medicine!

an we all know what it is
(and that it aint legal)
--

all the saints, lords, messiahs, saviors!
and yet?????

somebody messin with us!

--

all the great musicians
in the world
leading to
LADY GAGA!!!!!

an you cant see thru it?
--

people talk about "education"
and yet?

spend all day sunday
watchin football games!!!!!!!
--

brainwashed

aint really "clean"
--

we couldnt really be
so sick
unless THEY wanted us to be

COULD WE?

Gentley the simple  one
.
(The day returneth grace for grace)
--
On the edge of town where the wild children roam
Free of the evil
That is following them
--
Spies and human monstrousness
::
Lo we bring
Flowers

Baskets of bread

--

The flow of pure visions

Chaste maidens chasing

Every dreamer to the river source of his dream!

--

Jews and  Arabs alike are here
.
In the hour
Past the controlling fear
..
Drone airplanes and the war machine
////

I come to the house clean

Eternal child amongst real children there
--

Gentle now simple sons
And daughters
The days to come are here

We are come here
With our baskets full
Of flowers and bread

where ya gonna go - e - o

////

DOWN TO THE LANE

TO SEE MY LITTLE BOY - E - O !

::;

/"""\

0h !

::::;;;

The moving breath

We send our strength to where it must go

We become what we are

By the simple act

Of giving ourselves away for free

•

Yes !

For awhile it may seem we are being taken
Advantage of !!

Then

Understanding comes

And

Compassion comes

And

The truth shines and we are one

•

slip slidin away
slip slidin away
you know the nearer your destination
you're only slip slidin away

......................paul simon

---------------------------------------

the poet must "sing"
only from the "top of the hill"

soap box in washington square
pinkertons circling and the rain

i don't want to be killed
but it's death to be cowardly

NOW! NOW!! NOW!!
spare me your poems of "eternity"
(please!)

NOW! NOW!! NOW!!

make your "stand-complete"
in the beginning?

YOUR WORD!

when you see me watchin....

YOU'LL KNOW I HEARD.

how it should be?

WE KNOW!

when will it be done?

WHEN WE SAY SO!
---------------------------------
slip slidin away
slip slidin away
you know the nearer your destination
you're only slip slidin away

......................paul simon

lovin lovin lovin

free
(or it aint love)

lovin lovin lovin

true
(or we end up hurtin)

it aint so bad
to grow up and dream
free and  true

a little distance now and then  is necessaery

love the dream that lingers
in the heart
of man

and
you'll be alright

lovin lovin lovin

(free)

--

Triviality killed the cat
--
All I know can't cant boil water with no fire
-
New York City was once a Living Poem
It ain't no more
--------
Can you imagine!!

The Whole Wide World will be saturated with nuclear radiation
For at least the next 300,000 years!!!!
-
Triviality killed the cat
-
Can't save the world with no world

Going

Gone

••

Ain't no strength no more no how

No more lovers love is dead

••

Ooh the touchy feely love!

The "forever"s and the pain

••

She lay next to me

All children ever born were glad

••

Going gone

Some say we shall return who knows

the man come

we slave the world into irrelevancy

we buy and sell
buy and ****
discard
replace

and die in alleyways
but we are
good

--
--

new &  improved
we
are recycled demons
pretending to be saints

down the river !
we go !

recently resold
slaves

irrelevantly creating
love poems and stories
of massively tolerated

lonliness

and...
...pain

lazy day!............the saints, the "heroes of yore"
pristine
unfazed
untouched, unsullied
immune to grief

DON'T GO THERE!

the mystic peace.........the saints, the "heroes of yore"
reappear in white underwear
healing and lecturing you
on the greatness
of "the way"

DON'T GO THERE!

lazy, crazed!..........the saints, the "heroes of yore"
huddle in  cold shadows
forever knocking
on the devil's door!

FIGHT THE FEAR!

and nurture the nurturing
power
that is god
you
me
the world

where are we hiding?
......
how shall you find us?
------
they know where we are!
..
every one knows what's happening
...
still, lovers go to college
and why?
..
still, we try to learn  and prosper
.
to love and marry
...why?
-----
-----
and ifn i say
that i'd know you
what do i mean?
..
words have no meaning
.
ifn you' d talk to me
that would seem special
.
ifn you'd really
put your faith in your integrity
im sure i would notice
.
i am always looking
for a sign of integrity
.
i hardly ever
see a
sign of integrity
......
where shall we go?
what shall we do?
.
we gotta kinda surely
be someone special
something that's different
surely you know this
is a time for real change
.
total and immaculate
....change....
------
that is all we can do

CHANGE WITH INTEGRITY
UNTO SOMEONE SPECIAL
SO THE WORLD MAY SURVIVE

out of control

we shall never "make it"

we are foundering on empty sands
with no water in sight

despite all the erotica
there is no love here

fleeting moments that turn to shame
and fear

amid the warlords

_

the children flee to wherever they can
however

drone airplanes

then internet too
totally compromised

to call us "people"
is sick

we must earn the title
or die

it seems we have chosen
to die

so it is

how can we "make it"?

so many have died

She is so beautiful

She lie naked on the bed

Her hair!
Curling about her head!

A lovely creature

A DOLL!

That's when I leaned over to plant a kiss on her lips

But
(At the VERY last moment)

I sunk my teeth into her neck!

••

(same thing -------really)

••

NOW TOGETHER
FOREVER!

••

FOREVER

(---the place of NO ESCAPE!)

•••

FOREVER!

?

(Entwined in time)

?

The GREAT MISTAKE!

••
••


Entwined

In

Eternal

LOVELESS DEATH

Fast

•

Do nothing

•

Maybe you might live again

Friends for a .....day
Lovers for a......night
.
Ain't it so ?
(What is your name
Again?)
--
--
I remember.....(?)
-
(I can't remember what )
.
Gotta lotta important things on my mind
.
(I can't remember what)
--
I hope we had a very good time
-
I really do though I'm not sure why
----
----
Little child
In the rain
.
I see!
--
So incourteously
Death invades Life

We yield!

We must be
"Out of our minds!")

The child
Calls out in vain
.
Such ingratitude
Before the gods
.
Such indecency
Such cruelty
Indifference...................
.........morbidity
----
F­riends for a........day
Lovers for a night
--
I just never cared
To ask you your name
--
If you told me now

What would it matter
Friends ---lovers

What does it mean?

amid cool breezes

??  the last -- line -- is found  ??

•             •

She

Wanderer of high hills !

( owner // or trespassing ? )

•    •

She spreads her body before us !

Super Model or ***** ?

( Depends on how much she gets paid )

••

Who are you ?

Sacred monasteries

Broken pillars in the sands

•   •

Love ?

Listen !

Sounds of love ?

///

just passing thru

Said the old freight train

To the poet over there

••

Naked she is

Naked she is

Naked she is

••

I see her

Naked she is

???  the last line still has not been found  ???

sometimes ya gets angry
sometimes ya jes stay stupid
.
sometimes ya let anger control ya
sometimes ya control anger
and change the world
-----
sometimes ya get selfish
and jes try change yer own life
.
this is the same as stayin stupid

the omni-invisible TRUTH

omni-powerlessly

falls down

AND
A CHILD
IS BORN

and we too
we too

the rain...hard rain!
.
all the sacred "forms" are stolen!
ALL
------
all gods
all goddesses
......
come sweet poet
boys!
come sweet poet
girls!
----

RAISE YOUR VOICES!
raise them to the winds
to the sky and stars

AWAKEN EVERY HEART
EVERY HEART!!
..
all the sacred forms are stolen!
BE YE THE GODS AND GODDESSES
all ye poet boys and girls
....
the streets are ****** with  ****
the hills are black with greed
only you remain
only you remain
..
........
the rain...hard rain!
.
all the sacred "forms" are stolen!
ALL
------
all gods
all goddesses
....
be ye gods and goddesses
all ye poet boys and girls

He who sees who is watching
.   .   .   .   .   .   .  
?
Who
Is he?

-----------
The god looks on and then he enters the stories
yours and mine
•
And we start watching him and then we see each other!
••
Each other
!!!  !!!   !!!
Oh my god ! What god is this?

••


He who sees who is watching begins to see just why
and what is being sought
He

Understands

and he guides

Everybody

To where it is they should be

In order to be seen  by he

Who teaches how and what to see

And to understand just why

all the true lovers.......
........
..
we tried so hard
so very hard
so very very hard
we tried

to bring our total and absolute joy to everyone
who was here
here in the world
born to women in love with MAN
so very very
hard we tried

(it isn't that we....failed
we aren't....complaining

it is just this sense
that this loveless nonsense
shall just go on and on

till suicide prevention
and education
become.....ONE)

see the little child
under the....policeman's "gun"

what have we become

to let things just go on this way?

----
--
-

all the true lovers.......
........
..
we tried so hard
so very hard
so very very hard
we tried

to bring our total and absolute joy to everyone

well we can pretend
and as tomorrow dies
we can still pretend

we started out a nation
we ended up seperated
little slave communities

well we can pretend
so we do

need a job boy?
ask a billionaire if he gives a ****
he dont
but we sure are gettin good
at pretendin

hey, maybe all your suffering
has some meaning
at its core?

we dont know
but we pretend we do

we pretend
we can love
in an
unloving world
we cant

we stay
in little slave communities

but we can pretend

(                                                      
         ­                                       )
(                       ­         
                             )
(                
)
\/
/\
/    \
                                                      ###

­A deeper imagination of love does not imply a deeper love

Only a deeper imagination

///

An imagination equally disposed to imagine hate

///

I GAVE YOU MY ALL!

( a popular cliche )

What does it mean ?

••                And / if you " gave " it
It is now theirs

And you have no claim on what is done to it

YOUR ALL

Means you spend a lot of time imagining things

••

I FELL FOR YOU .....HARD

This bit of deception really means

I FELL ON TOP OF YOU AND CAPTURED YOU
SO DON'T TRY TO GET AWAY

it usually signifies some form of **** or violence
Shall ensue

A justified vengeance for a made up offence

////      It is used as a form of brain-washing by hateful people
To misinform youth as to what love is

••

I WANT YOU TO BE MINE / ALL MINE

////

The ultimate Lie

Perpetrated or inflicted upon the innocent

In order to rob them of their true humanity

And turn them into mere mental  commodities

And zombie applauders of the celebrity lovers

Wherever they are

////

Dear lovers

Beware the insidious purposeful distortions

Of the meaning of your lives

By these assassins of the soul

Running free thru the pathways of our minds

••

Stay attuned to yourselves

Stay free

Keep free your love

and should we really
realize........
....
.............?
.
come!!!
--
the easiest thing is to be fully  beautiful
.
(as we  have realized)
(as we totally know)
_
enough
enough!
enough!!
..
the ******* is choking us all to death
and more
.
total **** *******!
.
(and more!)
-------
we are so very beautiful.
we
are
--
as we know

//://

Something's calling on you
I think it's YOU - YOURSELF

Something's calling on you

( yeah -- that's what it is )

••

Tryin so hard to be just HANGING OUT

But it just won't do
No

It just won't do

••

Here for a purpose

DO IT

What's going on ?

SHOW ME YOUR COURAGE NOW

••

••

Petty love

Paw and hold

Just 2 souls

Bought and sold

••

Something's calling you out

And it knows you well

It knows ALL OF YOU

If the truth be told

It's good to be young before you grow old

And you must be gentle before you grow bold

•

Calling on you
Calling on you

Yes there is hope

Listen for a while

Walk the hill

Sometimes you gotta
Walk it alone

symbols
cast

lovers moan
in wanton embrace
with death

we are hardly here

-----

say what you will

"what is it you want?"
still
reverberates

you appear stupid

why?

--------

in wanton embrace

---------


writing poetry we
emblazon our stupid wantonness

before the whole world

pretending to love

-------

symbolically casting ourselves

bronze statuettes

lying in the alley

in a heap

(                                            
                            )
(                    
                     )
(
\/
/\
/    \

##

and in the fire

The teepee  was not consumed

( such is simplicity )

///////

( such is truth )

//////


( such is humanity )

/////

( such is love )

••

In our youth we walked hand in hand

As we grew up we walked Eye in Eye

Now
Our hearts are One

////

Oh blessed seed

Let us be planted deep

For tomorrow's Child's sake

she's a movin on out
to where she can be seen
to where she can be known
to where her love can start to grow

SHE'S A MOVIN ON OUT
DOWN THE ROAD

say hey lady
don't wanna me an OLD MAN's Baby!
fake love jes drives ya crazy
and TRUTH dont have no MAYBE's

TIME TA BE  A MOVIN....
................ DOWN THE ROAD

ain't no losers or winners
whinners or such
we are all only beginners
as lovers
we hardly know how to touch

SHE'S A MOVIN ON OUT
DOWN THE ROAD

some may think you weird
for facin all the fear
but there a someone that ya know
always gonna be there

ON THE ROAD

she's a movin on out
to where she can be seen
to where she can be known
to where her love can start to grow

SHE'S A MOVIN ON OUT
DOWN THE ROAD

all the dear day long you are
here but hidden

seeming semblance
of forgotten order

turned by political forces into caricature
and demonized until even you yourself belief
in the very nature of your impotency
--

we are the crown of creation!

why are we groveling within the darkest hour possible!?

why does our LOVE songs and stories
seem so immature and lacking any
true sense of vitality?

PLEASE ANSWER!

then, at least
i can tell that you still are here

Indian

And then

Then the earth was slain

Indian

••

The mountains shake in grief

The people wander aimlessly

••

I am here

(Indian)

Last of the brave

•••••

We could write a Song forever but we choose

To ride with the ***** ******* and descimate the herds

To sit and watch them destroy seas and woods

To take the pharmaceuticals and forbid the herbs

We lame

We lame

••
••
••

Indian

The sun within the cryin hills

Indian

Within a dyin world

••

City streets

Quiet

••

(So very)

••

Dreams have fled

Naked

Dragging blankets  held onto by tumbling babes in the woods

••

Forboding

---

Police presence

Paranoia

Pain

••

Becoming completely aware

••

Blank eyes staring thru the quiet streets  of Night

(So very)

Empty

•

Devoid of life

••

AND WHERE IN THE STORY ARE YOU MY FRIEND?

••

Stagnating

Stench of decay

And old age

••

AH MY MEMORIES OF SWEET YOUTH!

GENTLE FLOWER CHILD EMBODIES THE EARTH!

CONTAINS THE WHOLE WORLD!

••
.••

(Can we really hope to be pure again!)

••••

Lovers

Questions

TOMMOROWS to come

••

In the quiet evening calm

I see you hear you

In the moon and stars

I went to
The movies...
THE SHAME! THE SHAME!
----
America
Is a vulture

Waiting to eat itself
WHEN IT IS DEAD
-------
A poet is a simple man

Vowing to know himself

WHEN HE IS KNOWN
-----
Today is the anniversary
Of the day that

THE FIRST ***** WAS
LYNCHED
IN AMERICA
----

Great stars above!

How many a ya
High school girls went out
This weekend, &

FELL IN LOVE!

----

On the El-Train

From
Manahattan to Brooklyn ...

Hey girl!

IF YOU AIN'T ON IT
YOU CAN'T FALL IN LOVE!

i
(singing your song)
i
-
....calling your name....
__

the wind touches you as i touch you
your any and every...where
.
whatever you wish to be
..
you shall be
and i shall see
and be glad
----
i
(singing your song)
i
-
....calling your name....
_
_

the new
the dawn
the birth
the light
..
i
(singing your song)
i
-
....calling your name....
__

one day left

one tinly little opening
one possibility

one daring moment
for you to find  grace

im  still gonna try anyway
anyway

still gonna try
still gonna try
anyway

let it come!

----

im sick of the fake love
im tired of the repitition

if you want to

SUFFER!

you will suffer

its suffering's "way"

--

one day left

an opening of the possible

an empty night
and a street

eyes at every window
eyes at every window

looking out

are they looking for you?

can you tell me?
will you tell me?

will you

see the opening
and
dare to try burst free?

if you do

you wont have to tell me

if you do

i will see

tears upon the fallen earth

corporate powers!

(what are we?)

pretending to love!
we are so full of scorn

---------

how long will you wait?

----------

every hour is the death of a million children
(as you know)

every hour you wait

---------

corporate killers!

this you know

very well

you do not love

there is too much scorn

Hurt

••

(Possibly)

•

We scan our inner mind

We wonder about wondering

We wonder at the brazen impunity

Of the evil done

••

Hurt?

••

Dead child here
Dead child there

dead ***** in our underwear

••

I LOVE YOU ANGELINA JOLIE!

••

Obama mama!
Obama mama!

Obama mama!

Obama-.(he)-care

••

AND OTHER FANTACIES

••

In free moments I see you everywhere!

Creating visions born from love and gentle prosperity

As if it all was real

And we were real

And really here

••

••

Names written in sand or flayed and mutilated flesh

••

I LOVE YOU

••

Hurt

--

In  a moment free we live

.





                                 ( Eat **** & die )

••

V
> o <
/\

~~~

Yeah

•

Eat **** & die

::

"""

::

The wild moonlit night

Santa clause walked away

From the bullshiting dreams

Into the morning and the Sun

•


She was *****

They ****** on the fire escape

And went to bed

//

In the morning he was gone

//

the big vulture knows your name
(    )
•

•••

•     •

I was a broadway star !

Greatest **** the westside ever knew !

)(

She stood in the moonlight at midnight


She walked across the river below dancing angels

Amid the laughter from the children





Wish you were here




.

::::       (0)        ::::
)       (

/\

////

Ride the wild stallion

Ride !

//

Home is just another word for blasphemy

How disgusting is our hope for peace !

And how we grovel for a sense of love !

•

Free men  only

On this hill

The sacred waters are for nourishing !

Ride the wild dragon to the heart of pain

Perhaps then the unicorn may appear

If you prove worthy to hear his name

///

••

I am

////

The vision of the light within

WHAT !!!
YOU HAVENT SEEN IT !!

( that's the only sin ! )

And to see it ?

And you are free again !

•

Ride the wild stallion

RIDE !

//

Home is just another word for blasphemy ......

moving irrevocably unto ....doom
the whole world!!!!

while we babble on about god!
(who must be powerless or totally insane!)

everything looks so beautiful

(people's faces
graceful children
the hope that still can be seen)

just a drug,,,,,false peace

doom is surely coming to town

maybe we'll show courage

maybe not

its easier to babble on about god
a god so powerless
and
insane

The Free Bird streaks the sky!
--
--
--
--
We are so very vulnerable

Give in to fear too easily!
--
--

Afraid to show what we mean?

(We die)
----
And we are afraid
----

The free bird has succumbed

To narcissistic fantacy

Alive only in her  own mind

A lot like you and me
--


we move from Center Stage

In with the servants

Here we are

the  sense that the only thing worth sensing
is broken

humanity...........my god and lover merging and mating

in the fields that are dying and the air
i can hardly breathe any more

images of children dressed as ******

distract us from the knowledge
of what's "closing in"

ah, but i love you still

still in your ****** sense
of love-making

still raising families

as if they have any
chance to live at all

escaping the death-like
stupor
of guilt

i
eye you completely

up and down

and

if i have to wake up again

as if the sun rising is actually the beginning
of
a DAY
here

all i can say

is

"i will never betray you
and
i
will
try
to
be
a
heroic
lover
still

the subtlety
we surround the darkness with more darkness

the subtlety

the light shineth
the light shineth
the light does shine
somewhere
some say

the subtlety
speaking so truthfully
about a truth
that eludes us completely

a light that shineth
somewhere

the heart of the child is strong
i
i
dear child am strong
with
the heart of a child
with the heart of a child i am

subtly day
appears
so child-like
and strong

a light that shinneth
we

marry in this
the glorious dawn

we marry the truth

that once

eluded us
so completely

black harlem hid me when i was
afraid to be free

buried in the lovely ladies
till my eyes were opened

when all i wanted was
death or poverty

or to see a child
completely

black harlem had only
reality for me

taught me it was okay
to be with "whitey"

black harlem taugh me
just to see

each and every person
as longing to be free

taught me it was okay
to be a "honkie"

cause everybody just wants
to be free

cause everybody just wants
to be free

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•    
      )




                                              ­               ( free )

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little ***** girl

All I see

A little ***** girl

On the way to school

I wonder what the school will look like !

Oh we
All have such ideas  !
About such things !

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Little ***** girl

Does she cut herself with razor blades  ?
I don't know  !

It seems more like a white girl thing

•

When I was a boy I fell in love with only ***** girls

It seemed like the thing to do

You know
To
Heal the world

•

Ended up with a New York City
Italian babe !

We went to Berkeley

And became Hippie Freaks !

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( and the years )

Still

The lonely little ***** girl

Is trying to get to school   !

The lovely little ***** girl

Out upon the streets

••
••

I didn't heal the world

( as you must know
From the shape of things ! )

But I'm still trying



And I feel no Shame

No shame