anyhow

dyin is dumb

i remember strong men

------

dyin is dumb

---------

we weave the stories unto graceful songs

we paint history into tales of glory

and freedom

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

we are not free nor strong

we fall in love with love stories!

this is to die

------


and

dyin is dumb

------

dyin seems easy

it aint

Semi-circle of circle
Continues>>>
---full circle!
-----
The car crashes into the ditch
A man emerges!
I?
---
I come full circle
Semi conscious
Emerging
--
If anybody would love me
I so easily
Would continue
--
Fill the circle
Fulfill the cycle
**** and get off the ***
Thanks  a lot
---

For all you do
I coo (haiku) for you--2
--

hell
.
the healing gets done
...
all pain
find me
.......
i am here
-------------
hell
.
gentleness
hearts and minds pulsating
....
we of pure strength
.
........
hell
.
the only place
that you
will find me
that you'll ever find anyone

wish you were here
.......
we have staggered the many roads
going nowhere
....
wish you were here

come
.
enough of "this"
----
we were born to do one thing
------
we are real


the song is broken
....
be silent
_____
we are here to do one thing
...
let us do it
.
now

soft inference!

you!     you!!

in the endless night
what are we fleeing?

we have purity
thus strength!

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

loneliness...... is part of a game
we have been taught to play

one with no meaning!
yet we play on!

who is doing the decieving?
we play on
___

into another "place"
as if not of

the human race...........
playing on

--------

soft preference

you!   you!!

into the endless night
of endless giving

going

on and on
on and on

enshadowed

in the mouth  of the alley

on one side.......ghouls
on the other

the police

---------

america

i read about some utopian vision
some ideal "form"

i hope to actually find you
and be there

(if you are there)

someday

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

"naked anger"

isn't

"naked love"

but at least its

honestly naked

(like her body)

-----------


i seen a great poet
in the bowels
of new york city

he who never

said a word

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

i carry all of you

every day

i carry all of you

in my golden heart


-----------

say
now is that hour
come
we can stand it no longer
now is the moment
to find eachother
..........
it aint nothin less than
what we know it is
the past is gone
we seed tomorrows only
with our love
...........
we are strong
WE ARE STRENGTH ITSELF!
we put all injustice to waste
we are here!
.......
now is the hour
spinnin and turnin
dancin and showin
itself freely
at last
at last!!!
......
we are here!
we are here!
here

and no one has come...here

since

well
(since they
knew that
they
were .............
............................................needed!­



since the
calls

went forth!

WE..!
we
......................heard THEM!

ancient verities
................................squandered
the wealth
.......................(we did!)

of

..............................WISDOM

................­.....INTEGRITY
of
............INTELLIGENCE-ITSELF

and
when were
WE
not!

AMONGST THEM???...!!!

--

calling
heeding the call
calling
heeding the call
calling
heeding the call

tell me

WHY YOU

THINK  YOU ARE NOT

"NEEDED?"

gone is........gone
the bitter fruit of squandered humanity
in a tender moment, monumental fear
reduces
all of us
to tears
......
(tears of understanding .......)
"the waste"
reduces us all to triviality
.......
come

LOVE still!!

why not?
.............
come away
from the arrogance and greed
to the world
forever
real

////
//             //

0     0

~~

                                                             tiny child
•

floating down the river                                                  

••

Sunshine

Thru the forest trees

tiny raft  on the river

||

Everyone got somethin to sell

Everyone got somethin to say

//

Small raft on the river

••

Floating down the river

Headin for the sea

Soul

••

(Get some)

••

Oh mama the dream is dead

Your child's in the bedroom
In so much pain

Tryin to think

But
She's got **** for brains

••

(Been to school too long)

••

••

Visions of Fredom assault the dead
Vision of AMERICA

••

Soul

••

Years came and people fled

••

Soul

••

Pure and simple

••

Soul

Knife

Cuts deep !
--

If you ain't angry
You dead
----
Children's invaded dreams!

Invaded dreams and the ****
---

Sunday sermon song

Preachers screaming
"*******"

But god ain't dead
---

I seen ya once

Ain't seen ya twice

'EAT YER VEGGIES, BOY
THEY'RE   STARVIN IN SOMALIA"
......
dear brothers and sisters
-
well, here we are again!.......we come and we try to find each other within the dark encirclements of these days...seeing thru our own vanities, our own invented needs--
...
seeing thru until we see ...each other...as the source of our light, those whom, if we are open to love, become our very allies in all our endeavors........til our one true appointed endeavor is realized.
...
and as the fathers and the mothers who wisely step aside and yield full responsibility until the children of the future, so do all TRUE TEACHERS and MASTERS totally and fully "step aside" so LIFE itself may be glorified
.....
i. even i!.........even i "step aside" and beg you to attain to the courage to fully open your hearts and speak your mind......aloud and passionately....for this is the only "way" you and i can bring anything to this world and bring each being to full strength.
...
i am very grateful to you for any effort you make......any effort that you claim as yours and yours alone, for in truth, if there are MASTERS, there are SLAVES...........and  dependence is the only LIE
-----

thank you

-----   the kids at my high school   -----
__

(
/  ) ) \
/ \
                                      ••••••••

                                                         ( running from themselves )

##

broken !

And by LOVE !!

//

( The safest hiding place in town ! )

//

Fleeing the scene

//

Ain't got no reality


|~|

Just excuses

//

REFUGEES !!

( these that refuse to live  at all )

••

Following the pied piper unto

Oblivion

••

••

Well

So long !

( Ain't nothin else to say )

Madness rules the seminary
Bloodthirsty men in the sanctuary

Little shepherd and the sheep?

They gone again

Probably dead
-------
When oh when
Are YE gonna speak?

When on when?

Are YE truly gonna wait
Till you lose your mind ?
----

The rhythm fades

Only some water flowing

Everything dyin

And we?

Bein so quiet
--------

Madness rules the seminary
Bloodthirsty men in the sanctuary

The shepherd and the sheep?

They gone agin

Probably dead
--
Just like I said

|~~|
~~||||~~
|~|

Sad eyed girl

Makes me smile

••

Boo hoo    ---       Boy friend's gone

Boo hoo
Boo boo

Boo--hoo            ---        All day long

Sad eyed girl makes me smile

••

Some day

Years down the line

Maybe married
Maybe a child

She within her memory
Will find herself with me again

And to think that she might say
" I still remember him !""

•

He was that man
(When I was lost)

Who looked at me and just smiled

And as he smiled made me smile

••

Boo hoo
Boo hoo

Come gather round

Let us smile

••

Boo hoo
Boo hoo

Come gather round

Let us smile

anyone who wants to can escape
every one who has tried is gone
all the pain we bred for fun
or from boredom
anyone who dares can love

images of sadness and fake forgiveness
for images made
merely narcissistic
people who we never treat
as real
how we cry though
we never "feel!"

anyone who wants to goes free
anyone who wants to

can know me

they call em
..
CONSPIRACY FREAKS! !! ! !!
(Yaaa!!!aaaaaaa!!)
------
Okay
.
Everything's goin
To hell in a hand basket
ON ITS OWN!!
--
Or
--
Someone's helpin it along !
---

WHAT DIFFERENCE DOES IT MAKE ?!!!!!!
---
(None
It you got no intention of tryin
To do
Something about it
--
A lot
If you do)
----
OF COURSE SOMEONE'S
HELPING IT ALONG!
.
(PROFITING---
So to speak)
--
of course they are
.
Or
-
We would already be correcting things
WOULDN'T WE?!
-
of course we would
---
So
Let us endeavor to put aside
All pettiness
And
Trivial things
--
Like as has been said before

WHEN THE SHIP SINKS
(and it shall sink)

It'll
Only be us
On the
Deep blue sea!
---

See ya there
See ya then
.
Perhaps we should start seein
Now

.



We lie naked on San Francisco moonlit rooftops

******* glittering in god's hand

And Eye

And in the glow of gold coin

Of Indian casino evenings

Of death and errant *******

And dead sheriff dreams

""

It don't matter none no more

After the first betrayal

And the death of integrity

Nothing matters as you see

We are no
Longer human beings '

Just walking manures

Unfit for even *******

Or  torture

Or misogynistic interpretations


•

Our ***** are so full of our heads

We can hardly take a **** any more

And we are into ******* corpses again

••

We lie naked on rooftops

Under San Francisco

Evening skies

the moon

Screams words of love

Upon the naked breezes

Of our total
Meditation

Upon the true creator of creation

and his naked maiden in the naked moonlight

:::

The naked bridge sways across the bay at

The break
Of naked dawn

& we (finally) were there

::

I love being with you

Upon the
Dead hippie streets

Where dead yuppies await to compete with you

For valuable graveyard space

As everyone soon will be dead

""

In naked ****** we *******   futilely

On San Francisco tenement rooftops

In the naked moonlight

••

I love your naked body more than I love you

I escape you by worshiping your pulsating punk

*****

In the moonlit San Francisco night

Amid the Black Panther promise

Of a better tomorrow

And you too were here

Before The Great Betrayal

Of the dawn

So

How's the yielding to slavery thing

Workin out for ya?
--

Demeaned...?

Ashamed....?

Suicidal...?

---

How's the Love Life goin

With no human dignity?

--

Full of hope and good cheer?

--

Ya like bein a little NUTHIN AT ALL?

--

SO

NOW WHAT?
--

Gonna sit behind your ****-eatin grin forever?

--

It ain't over

Until
You quit

--

Have you quit?

--

Good question

~~~
<•|||•>
-----
""
Naked love

We who wander
We who try so hard to know

•

The barn !

••

We wander on & on til

We come home

••

The church steeple

The clock tower

The little town doing

The best it can

•

We wander til the door is found

The sacred mystic alleyway

Where the lost children play

••

We play there

•

Naked love

I touch your ******* the passion grows

I touch your heart your soul is known

immersed in triviality.........(like...."luv!)

floundering in the shadow-land of
narcistic devotion to our
emotional state

we allow the world to "burn"

perhaps it is better than simply
"to be bored"

perhaps NOT!

in the vast quiet of eternity

look see!

who it is

you are

(            
•
                    )






Yer here

Yer real

Or yer not

aint no sorrow not unreal in some way
aint no stranger different from a lover

aint no country you can "patriate"

you is "here" or not

no matter what the "polls" say!

---------

do the VOTE-A DOPE
or not

who really is
taking
full RESPONSIBILITY?

if it's a "they"
you is a sick sorry dude my friend

do it right or dont do a thing

im sure you can see
why its..."better that way"
---

aint no "sorry poem" don't seem fake
its cause there aint no difference tween
a stranger and a lover

a sinner from a saint

Read more: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/you-are-here-or-not/#ixzz0zG0IzNcY

war come
it is here
war is here

love too
maybe
love too
maybe it too
may appear

and you sweet child
and you
what ya doin what ya sayin
to whom ya talkin ta whom prayin

war is here
an it aint goin away

no no

war is here
an its stayin

an love
is ya a lover really

an love
is ya a lover really
really

we'll see

and amid all lovely shades
.........nameless!
oh how well we know

the need for some mystical intervention
for something more powerful
.....than WE
....................................(but
.................­......................................NO!)

"NO!"
...............­............no-one but WHOM WE CREATE
shall walk these shores

none but WE OURSELVES
shall knock on heart's door

we heal ourselves and thus....the WORLD
and we wouldn't "have it" any other way

drunk on soma (or peace)

you are still the SLAVE
creating an earth of slavery

better to die in Amerikka
than crawl on corporate floors

better to die in  Amerikka
than yield to political ******

better to die in Amerikkka
an possibly be "reborn"

better to stand up an see
eachother, once again

face to face
and dare to ask and dare to tell

exactly what  you need
and what needs you see

/// on and on //

On and on

Gentle rhythms  

Gentle rhythms everyone


( I don't read the love poems no more )

                        I don't care

What is there to care about ?

•

Gentle rhythms

earth and sky

The will to live

The will to die

I don't read the love poems no more

I've already heard you cry

•

In this hour of

Hide and seek

The little girl

The little boy


Gentle rhythms

Gentle life

I don't read the love poems no more

I don't care

about the manner in which you lie

exposed!

what?

am i suppossed to guess?
-------
-------

hey girl

SAY SOMETHING!

i want to see your soul

NOT

just your *******!

.


Hungry


( lost in

      The

                              Madness !!  )

••

talkin a love !

Madness !

:/:

Violent love !

••

I WANT ! I WANT ! I WANT !

it's madness !

( not love .... )

••

Hungry crazy loveless people crying for madness

To be what they want !!!!!

( love ??!! )

••

••

Lost children forever !

Hungry loveless

Children forever !


Hoping that madness

Is the same thing as love !!!

•

)(


Oh here I am

Walk with me the 1000 miles

Unto the orphanage

Where the past and the future meet

•

The motherless child becomes

The loveless woman on the run

>>??<<

Sacred waters of the soul  flow deep

Yield unto true nature

And you will never thirst again

)(

Swift flow days

Unto glory and peace

And everybody finds joy

•

After the mad obsession ends

)(

And we see each other

Face to face


And melt into the sight

Of the sacred Eye

and the holy light that shines

.

;:;

one the run
the pretense of strength!

pretending that you are hidden!
(but all is known)
--------

false your sterile saviors!
your sense of saintliness!

man child watching children die!
-------
-------

who is true?
----
let us STAND NOW
and perhaps regain
a tiny bit

of
INTEGRITY
___

THE VIDEOS OF A FALSE  GOD AND FALSE GODLINESS!!!!..........what are you doing!?
who are you fooling?....what are you "stealing?"
all the questions you are running from.........the murders of the past........the lies!!!
...
gentle souls...gather, now!......pure soul warriors and true men........within the morbid "peace inside" mentality!
the ****** and the betraying and the insanity!
the going about our business busy-ness!
.......
it is easy and simple,,,,,,real happiness
let us become one community, again
...
why are you denying what you know?
why are you covered in such infamy?
..........

every body knows
everything
everything

every body truly does

AND THE DEAD
let them bury "him"
who committed SUICIDE
so many long decades ago
.............
the truth too died
but
i
.....chose to be
free
..........
AND THE DEAD
over the full country
the dead country
...........
spreading war and death
.......
and the real?
the real?
where are they?
........
EVERYWHERE
not hiding
but still
the silences suffocating
...........
AND THE DEAD
bury "him"
over and over
serving refreshments
come
the potato salad is great
as always

and the normal guy..........
at the sports bar
******* them down

looking at the ******* of the ladies

seeing the flesh below the dresses
in his mind

he is
the normal guy

when he tells you he really
"digs you"

what do you think

will be the poem you write

after a year of this

"normalcy?"

if you let "this" go on?

she stood before me nakedly

she had a "kick me hard" sign on her back

on her ******* a red tattoo,  said

"bite these hard and make them bleed"

in her eyes a stare that pleaded
and unto my heart did reach

blushingly
i turned away

"you loveless *******" she shrieked
"you're leaving me a broken heart!
i who love you so mightily"

so i turned and kicked and bit her

"you violent *******" she shrieked

i'll write about you in a poem

and post in on hello poetry

The CIA loves the common man
& is keeping us safe

•

Finacial Shenanigans & Deceptions
By banks & corporations

Are good for AMERICA & AMERICANS
(Such as    -----   Yourself!)

••

The Greatest Christian Value
Is

Personal Greed!

••

People who
Believe in protecting
The environment are
Communists

& it is alright to **** them

••

Blacks are good for AMERICA
as long as they keep working
&
Don't pretend to be human beings

••

Just because you are being spied on
Constantly

Does not mean you don't have
Privacy rights

••

The radiation coming from Fukushima
(& will be coming from Fukushima
For the next 1000 years )

Is good for you

••

The fact that your Benevolent Leaders

Sexually prey upon your children
& turn them into
Wrist slashing lunatics

Should be seen as humorous
Not
Tragic

••

The obvious feeling that Death
Is pervading the Human Culture
Is none of your concern

Etc

Ad infinitum

••

(                   --:: O ::--              )
////  •  //
<>

/|\
/\

Dream song
COME
Dream song
LEAVE
                   It ain't right
It's all wrong                                    
Ya wandering around with yer ***** up yer *****
sayin you now know what it means to be free

Dream on
LOVER
Dream on
WITH NO
LOVE

//:::://

In the middle of the GARDEN

Wondering about some silly snake

In the control of mighty corporations

In ain't no god making you a Slave

//

Dream song
COME
Dream song
LEAVE
            It ain't right
It's all wrong                
Turning yourselves into cold - hearted killers
Sayin ya now livin in reality

//   ||
      •
<>


(  • )  ( • )

:::

Night

The last of --- the strays

//

The vision of the ultimate

The child who remembers

The mother who knows why the father weeps

~~

The lies of seperation

Are repudiated

We face the unseen

We bare our bodies to the storm

/:/

Power and pure grace

Wed

She rides the subway until dawn

|~~|

Do not die until
You're dead

But when you do

Be glad you did

::

Night

Faces shining  amid angels

Angels wander amid the stars

()    ()
O
-

The day contains pure faces

We find the beauty

We find the real song

We find eachother so easily

•

The rich taste of utter truthfulness

•

We may walk the transcendent

The phychodelic

The mystic and magical

WAY

Any time we choose

•

We may find the angels

The OTHERS

the pure lovers

Here  !

•

We may find Real Purpose

•

Strength

Understanding

•

We may walk the mystic magic streets

Any time we choose

•

Any time we choose

We ---  (  so utterly lovely  )

May be Free

We can do anything
(We just say who we are)

Everyone's dream is visible

••

( &
                It really ain't that hard)

No!
It ain't that hard

••

Down on your luck is the best place to be
Means you're  thru with all illusion

All the better to see

Who it is comin down the road

•

I am here

Simple man

My vision

Contains
Every dream

left out too late
needed shelter
left out too long
grew solitary

still i remember
faces
alright

went where i had to
left when necessary
thinking freedom
had somethin to do with it
it didnt

still i remember
some a them
nights

being lost aint bad
better than bein in the wrong place
being hurt aint bad
better than false love anytime

left out too late
needed shelter
left out too long
grew solitary

still i remember
faces
alright

but i aint forgotten

wrong from right
i still live it
wrong from right

////                                                              
( • )      

                                                            dance

          //

Dance child Dance

//

Walk the path serenely

Be YE armed or empty                             ••

(  • )

Mother with the 1000 sons

And 1000 daughters

                     ////  • ||               Laughing
<>          

We are the simple

The gentle and the lovely

MATHAM KAYAM SAMAM MANAM

one humanity containing

The infinities of everyone

•

LOVE

••

Dance

Child

Dance

(  •  )  (  •  )

In this hour

NECESSITY

Brings us

OPPORTUNITY

to serve and be sheltered by

All true human beings

All true human being

Dancing in the SUN

• •
<>
/\

//////

The bell tower tolls
The moon
The fire has gone out

In the mountains no-one sings

•

Lost boys and girls
In the silence / who goes there ?
On the corner / in the afternoon

•

Put down your pen / why bother ?
Fragments of broken lives / the sunlight glitters
Dreams shattered / we go on

•

She ...... (?)
He ....(?)

In reality / is anyone here ?

•
•
•

soft child
~~~

Human Feelings

Linger

Everywhere

( always )

////

False lovers ?

I am too busy to bother

With games

( I am taking all children home )

::

So if ( as I hear you claim to be )

You are one of these

Broken babes

//

It only means you are merely

Living

Uselessly

•

So

Be gone !

:::::

Human feelings

Linger

Humanity seeks to survive

And phony love poems debase life

::

So

Be gone !

:::

Silence

Soft child

Be real

•

Sick lazy people rule the world

//

Pretending

To love

God

Pretending to love Country

Pretending to love ... Lovers  !

//

Come

Simple be

MINE

&

Together we shall find

The true song

Amid true centuries

we was the team!

(..............we............)

aint it silly

is it over ?


(so silly)

---

we was the world!

(............all of it...........)

we gave in

to beads and baubles

-------

who will die because our love died?

--------

20 million children is all

--

we was the team!

we left the field

aint it silly?
is it over?

--

no not really

its never over

Little the lost

Urchin You are

All I ever was
All I am

All the rest of our desires
Is only the way
We hide from fear

Only You and  I are here
----
Into the mountains
I am a mountain

water!  water!

Sun!
.......

I marry the moment on any street corner

Ah child

Look!

The mother

She is the mother of everyone
--
Look!
Look !

The urchin he
Has understood

Look!
Look!

It's you I see

Looking for him
Looking for me

the silent rain
we stagger off down the road

our life

-----

lovers come
lovers go

we get laid

-----------

broken pieces

empty dreams

scattered to the winds
the silent rain

we cry
we are not heard

----------

yeah,well

it aint too late to care, ya know

(or dont ya?)

----------

aint too late to care, ya know

wont change nothin

but
aint too late to care, ya know

.



You may not be a Good Egg..

But

Fer sure !

You ain't a Bad Egg

:::

( & I usually don't go around

Complimenting people ! )

••

••

BROOKLYN BRIDGE AT MIDNIGHT !

                                      is my favorite painting

From a perspective high above the bridge

And inland


We see an empty bridge except for one small boy

Walking across

We see the neon lights  from Brooklyn eerily

Piercing the fog

///

It is very mystical and mysterious


<<

An escape to freedom  !!!

That's what seperates

A Good Egg from a Bad Egg

COURAGE !

)(

So come on !

Are ya gonna just wait till

Yer eaten by Zombies ?!

((((                                                                                            
                               •                                                    
                                       ))))


0
/\
:::

.... if you had the faith of a man you ....

•

Perhaps

(     just            Perhaps    )

WE ARE SUPPOSED TO EXPERIENCE SOMETHING

SO THAT WE MIGHT KNOW             SOMETHING

///

Perhaps words like

King
Emperor
Doctor
Pope
Lawyer
Savior

Are all distortions of real attitudes and feelings

And are used as they are in order to confuse you ?

•

Perhaps all the ECONOMICS of our world only force false human interactions and should be abandoned completely

//

Is doing Yoga More important than watching a football game on television ?

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... the faith of a man ...

what's complainin do anyway?

when the beauty is gone

the beauty

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the light is shinin

why does the darkness remain?

are we so in love
with the shadows

feelin safe

hidden in the shadows?

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hardly remember your
name
anymore

did we ever know eachother
really?

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wheelin the child in the stroller
down
the street

carryin no-one
in the heart

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TODAY is a momentary  "tweet"

hardly worth noticing
just the "news"

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i hardly remember how
to remember

anything

worth remembering

(is there anything
worth
remembering?)

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i'm not complainin

call it a poem if you want

who knows what you call anything

who knows what you're feeling

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and the coast of LONG ISLAND......SOUNDing

like the
..........first child
has commenced dreaming
the whole world
into its proper shape

and the footsteps there

she
SHE

who we  would know

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she of the invisibility
she of the boldest transparencies

she of the hinted
sacred motherhood

that brings forth
the brothers and sisters who

are always here
well prepared
and waiting for me
and waiting for you

to raise the "horn"
unto our trembling lips

to sound the call
as the first child dreams

of a world's
harmony
and a world's peace

the cornacopeia
always over-flowing

like the LONG ISLAND SOUND

always sounding

like our own beloved
true heart's song

like our sacred mother's

sacred nourishing

of sacred people
and their
sacred home