the broken vase

the ludicrous image and the sun

sentenced to reality
we seek escape in the brothel of the world
where tender youth is bartered, sold
and ultimately destroyed
and they become as us

one with the ultimate sin
of poverty

naked we come and naked we go
but in the meantime we are
hardly more than liars
pimping dead images and the sun

hoping all who see us
become sick with sadness
as they succumb to grief

we cudda been lovers
but we couldn't contend
with the sense of full
responsibility

ultimately only pure strength remains

after the destruction
of the world

the brooklyn bridge trembles

all the immigrants are dying

those of the "new youth"

are dead already

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

asleep at the wheel

the mandala careens thru space

no-body claims to notice

----------

"jus sittin here for awhile"
is all we can say

-----------

the ole images are bleeding

the new ones have no meaning

we sit here an say

"we jus sittin here"

--------

slowly erased

the brooklyn bridge trembles

fornicating with strangers

we are all strangers

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

I'm a countin on you

I'm a
                                                Callin your name

••

Ain't sayin there is somethin I want you to do

////                                  

               I see YE out on the street

                       ////
////      

Rain a fallin all around

                                   Liars on the loose

•

We becomin afraid of each other

                                       But we got nothin to lose

••                            
      
I'm a countin on you

I'm
                              a callin your         Name

•

                              We gotta talk for awhile

We caint just let things come down this way                          

••

Yeah

I'm a countin on you

( though I ain't sayin there is somethin I want you to do )

(/// • |)
<>  
/       (         \
      ))


(               )


                                            She's a comin   ( yeah )
•
And here she is                                                

( yeah yeah )

                                                              ­                  Here she           IS

•

Oh baby !!!

I know YE know what we need !

( baby baby )

•                 •

The boys are gettin            HOT

•                                  

It
              Is
Startin                                        ­      

///

Ready or not
Ready or not

        ///

Here she is  

                          ////


It ain't too early
                                It ain't too late

////                            

She is here and our fate

Is written in her eyes and etched into her face

Goin forward goin straight

And gonna stop till it's done and complete

••
••
••


She's a comin
             ( yeah )

And here she is                                    
( yeah yeah !

And here she               IS


(///  • |)
<>

Oh Mother be here

Oh Father look down

••

Oh brother
Oh sister

LOVE
LOVE
LOVE!

••

I am
I am

I
I
I am

•••

I am easy to find if you want to be found

We are easy to hold if you'd dare show your face

Pick up the child lyin  on the ground

The truth of Pure Spirit is everywhere

••


Oh mother I'm here

Oh father I see


What it is that's gotta be done

And I'm goin do it


Right away

The bucket leaks
(The water returns to the ground)
----
May I be healed?

---------I do love!---------
----
The streets are on fire
Who do you trust?
------
The man with THE GUN?
.
He is everywhere
--
The school is on fire!
They will not let the child flee
----
It's too easy to get careless
Now
---
The child is on fire
It is just another day
----
Truth is free
If you buy it
It's not truth
----
You?
I?
....
....
Come on !

LET IT OUT!!

Sweet
The Buddha
He come
He come

He come here

I saw

I heard the sweet song I don't care no more
--
----
The pain in the heart don't fade no how

I'm not so sure I want it to no more

---

I am no FREAK

Sweet Buddha

My love is YOUR mountain I know

I walk the high trails of myself to visit the saints

I meditate

Within the caves of my own Devine kingdom

I don't care no more to **** the pain
--
The weight of the people !!
--------

The pain of the heart don't fade no more
Don't fade
---
WHERE THE WARRIORS OF THE DREAM?...!
WHERE THE GUARDIANS WHO PROMISED TO APPEAR?...!

Sweet Buddha

The peace

Sweet Buddha

Where oh where is HUMANITY?

What has happened to OUR STRENGTH?

Buddha

I

Simply remain

In the mountain

Wandering

If you want me

Come around

///////////
    |||        •      ||
<>

/    (     (      \

///

Young girl

Carries the water
Home from the well

•
              •

Babies are cryin

Young boys
They
Are dyin

In the street

//

She carries

The water from
The well

•
•            

Eyes are watchin
( mindless / heartless )

The little
Young girl

•

Are you watching
The eyes that are watching ?

Are you watchin ?

The young girl

Tryin to make it home

With some water from the well ?

we seen da hell fire
we dance in da hell fire

we are burnin in da hell fire!
da hell fire
is here now
today

--

we burnin on the streets
we burnin in the everyday world

we cry "water!"
but there aint none
no mercy!

only hell fire!

--

so what to do!

what ya say?

what ya gonna do?
do?

we are da human
we da ONE
THE ONLY one

we
put out da hell fire

with love

OUR LOVE

--

OUR LOVE IS A BURNIN FIRE

our love aint hell fire

OUR LOVE IS A BURNIN FIRE

BURNIN FIRE

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

All so very busy now I see
--

Drown the hurt
Drown the fear
--

Your love is WAY too temporary
To mean a thing!
---
Still you prattle on and on
----
Way to busy for me
---

Drown the hurt
Drown  the fear
---

Your love is way too temporary
Way too full of shame
-----

So very busy now for me
--

The simple stranger you might see

The one who might see you there

                                                                                    


(                          
                                       )
(      
                            )      
(
\/
/\
/    \

^^^^^^^^^^

Creatures

Small

We

Strut the stage for awhile

••

(See)

•

Bright as Life Death is

----

(So very bright)

_

Did I know you?

I don't know

•

In the alleyways

Pauper children line the garbage cans

Waiting for War

••

I stumble on

(No street lamps)

•

A GREAT SENSE OF REMORSE

OF SHAME

•

Gentle creatures

We

Didn't really strut at all

)(
)(     )(
/\
                 ••••

We are the Poets
( we are sooo sensitive! )

•

The vision of YOU

NAKED !

Floating !

Nakedly floating !

In the bathtub

With your gently slit wrists

Pulsatingly offering your

Life to the healing waters !!!!

I picture the bathtub as the

GREAT PRIMORDIAL SEA !

and your senseless body 1 of 1000's

Of tender lifeless bodies

Bobbing up and down on the waters !

A TOTALLY RIGHTEOUS OFFERING !

There before the EYE OF GOD

( and Me )

•

The bobbing of the waters

The hypnotic spreading

Of the legs

The revealing

Of the secret sacred opening !

Before the EYES OF GOD and MAN

••

( WE ARE THE POETS !

WE ARE THE SENSITIVE !!!!

---we who truly face the beauty and the pain --- )

••

The healers !

The gift givers  !

We stare into her secret sacred opening and wonder

At her soft offering

Her gentle pornographic vulnerability

//////

HOW HARD IT IS !!

( and getting harder ! )

//

WE ARE THE MASSIVELY HEROIC POETS !

our brave words float onto the paper

As wisely and as purely

As our blood flows out

As our blood inundates the waters !

As our minds inundate the helpless female body
Floating there

In its pornographic hapless splendor

And as TRUE POETS ! we cry out

MORE ! MORE !

as the bobbing waters

Spread her open and we gaze on

Soooo sensitively

And so sensitively

We erase all sense of pain or shame

///

WE ARE THE POETS !

yes we are !

We write LOVE POEMS!

( don't we ? )

Soooo sensitive !

//

WE THE POETS !

We are soooo sensitive !

the day is slowly winding down......
......

(we did what we did)

revealed ourselves more fully
or kept ourselves quite hid

(OKAY!)

no...big deal!
............

tonight is a ****** in

dreams amid the slaughter
dreams of the thousand lovers
dreams of the ****** children
and of our immaculate behaviour

that we will surely
(as promised)
deliver

as best we can
when we can

.....  soon soon

the day will be over

dreams of a thousand lovers
overcome the new world order

and restore

all human decency

(         o       )
( (   ////  • |  ) )
( ( (          <>        ) ) )
( ( ( (                            ) ) ) )
/\

/\

#######

the trail leads thru the woods

high ahead are the sacred mountains

will we live ?

I guess so

••

we've heard of a healing Fountain there

///

we are young  

we are tryng to be good

( we know we must be free )

•

The trail is one of memories

Of ancient myths and subtle dreams

/::/

I am glad you're by my side

I might of not come otherwise

///

the trail thru the woods

Dressed in green leaves woven fine

We

Shall live  free unless we die

But we are together

So we are not afraid

She wrote a poem to her old boyfriend

So that she would have a reminder of the BRUTALITY

••

The SWEETNESS of the pain!

•••

She wrote in honor of HER MASTERS

----

She wrote to tell them:

NO!---SHE WOULD NEVER TRY TO ESCAPE!

••

She cut herself so that she would look and feel ugly

And thus UNLOVABLE

••

This is how she knows they want her to be

••

(she does not dare try find out why)

••

She has *** with other girls to tell herself that life and *** are meaningless

••

All she knows is that she is supposed to suffer til dead

SHE GLADLY COMPLIES

••

She is a good little girl

•

She doesn't  mind

O
/|\
|
/\

She walks silken alleyways

Thru to the ruins
Of the ancient cities

And all broken
Civilizations

••

(We are here)
WE HAVE COME
(As promised )

•

See the demons in the skies

We have put them there

••

She walks upon our neon avenues

--

Love is dead

All the children are gone

••

Raining radiation

---

False love kills

The poets are ******
The saints stagger

Toward empty beaches

••

I SEE YOU

--

She and I

Meet on the corner over there

••

Under the street light

You can see us

Risin up

We come in the early morn

You know us well

••

Everybody got the things they love

(Some in love with the pain they feel)

It gets mighty unreal at times

••

Walkin down by the bay

Only people here

(The angels are gone)

••

Tomorrow's dreams ain't gonna come

Unless you procede to

"Open the door"

••

How to open the door?

THIS

you gotta find out

••

Ridin out on the storm

We come in rags

******  but tall

••

You say you don't remember any thing at all

Yes but I know you know us by Name

                                                                        by the

River                     (                                                        
                                           )
(
                                                             )                  tonight
        (
           \/
            /\
             /    \

###

We
Are only            free

When  we are

Together

///

Meet me by the river

•      •

By the river

•

We are done with      Listening

We are through       with        Protesting

///

NO !

//

We

We are on the waters

We are

Going down the river

••

Burn the flags !

Do what ye want

Human beings ?  **** no / ( just punks !)

//

Someone wants to be President. !!

A bunch of walking corpses / that's it !!!

•••

We

Are going down the river

/////

Free

Free

Free

///

On the waters

On the holy waters of the river

//


All the crying Children come

//

whispering promises of love

•

•••••

" There is no love without pain "

She said

He  replied

" Until the rising of the dead "

And was gone

::::::

in this hour of tyranny

to be free

Is to love selflessly

•

Walking softly down the road

There you are !

::

Stars of the night !

::

She stands naked eternity

•

He wanders

Looking for             Home

and the only.....
.........softly held day
has come

the tiny child is still the same one
as always

she opens wide
her heart her soul her body

and you are here
with me

necessarily it is the day
that we carry

necessarily the child
keeps calling our names

and right out loud

we know what and who we are
and see completely
the whole story

and know exactly what we are
called upon to do

but
by the time anyone
thinks to start......
........it'll all be over

we cudda been...lovers!
we shudda been........lovers!

and right out loud!

and we better start loving

RIGHT NOW

aint no rhythm
aint no rhyme
we **** babies
they pay us
we so poor
we so poor
we so
god-****

killer poor

.........so pay us
-------------

work in da factory
work in da third world war
be a **** or be a *****
aint no reason
nor rhyme

we both so evil
or not what the hell






HOW CAN  SOMETHIN BE NUFFIN!

OR NUFFIN BE  SOMETHIN?

ONLY THE GRAT MEN KNOW!!!!!!

so much a da
cacca
around

aint no place
cacca cant be found

cacca here cacca there
is there  a face
on which
no caacca can be found?????
cacca here!
cacca there!
cacca in yer underwear!!!

NO NO NO!!

NO NO NO !!!!!!!
NO NO KNOW NO

is cacca,,,....,,,all around!
all is cacca!!!!!


aint no rhythm
aint no rhyme
we **** babies
they pay us
we so poor
we so poor
we so
god-****

killer poor

.........so pay us
-------------

work in da factory
work in da third world war
be a **** or be a *****
aint no reason
nor rhyme

we both are evil
you see
or not
what the hell
--

oh rhythm
!
oh..........................rhyme!

i love ta see ya naked
i love ta see ya naked
i love ta see ya  naked

until i love you an i do

then i say

put yer clothes on...lady

put your aura on.... lady

put your lovers on........... baby

but dont ye ever
try
to put me on!
----

aint no rhythm
aint no rhyme
we **** babies
they pay us
we so poor
we so poor
we so
god-****

killer poor

how can you

ever pay us?

how can you.........
ever pay us?

what can you pay us with


aint no rhythm
aint no rhyme
we **** babies
they pay us
we so poor
we so poor
we so
god-****

killer poor

.........so pay us
-------------

work in da factory
work in da third world war
be a **** or be a *****
aint no reason
nor rhyme

.


(                
•
                )






nestled in over by where the hill does rise

;;

he sees a young woman emerging

;;

a lover ?
a widow ?

a single person ?
a wife ?

//

Their eyes meet

//

She beckons him over

And offers him some food and water
And a place  to rest for while

••

A strong yet gentle woman

//

After a while

He smiles gratefully

Rises and goes on about his Way

•

He rises and goes on about his Way

Reborn

( a whole Man )

//

Understanding now

So many things

.



The cabin in the woods

We gather in the mystique

We remember

•

it's that time

//

Our children are dead to love

;:;

Our gods are gone

::
::
||

We gather at the cabin in the woods

and the mountain bent over just to see...
his face----stoic and fiercely proud with strength

and faith---because death always walks with he
who  fears it not!---and the high birds, singing

came down and silently surrounded him
who was free enough to not need certainty

nor direction....nor you....nor me-----for he
trusted.....destiny to  serve the servant

who enters and leaves here without a trace
but everyone does know that he was here

/////////

The Brooklyn Bridge

the broken child before dawn

•

A question lingers

Like the child there lingers

Like you and I lingering

On the outskirts of the song

••

Talk away!

Louder and louder!

Drown out the pain!

( And the visions -
                                 All reminders )

••

  NO NO

HE AINT GOIN AWAY

NO NO NO

NO HE AINT

Fires in the night

Death within the sight

It ain't the time for love my friend

It's time to set a story down

So that THAT child might survive

•

(  & WE TOO
MIGHT SURVIVE)

That is

We might live in dignity

••

The fires in the night

Souls start shining

Fierce with pride

We shall set the story right

& then we might love again

( yeah )



                                It's      

                                                               ­  The rolling river

•

Say girl !

                       It's the rolling river

Oh yeah

Rolling rolling rolling toward the sea

//

Do you wanna go home ?

Do you wanna be free ?


::::

Of the masquerade

//

Talking about the masks you wear ... (?)

It's pure insanity

"""

Oh....:: oh
Oh ....::oh

you only pass once this way

••

Mountains

/:/

Broken humanity

//

And here you are !

Here you are !

Here you are !

:::::

Rollin with the waters going to the sea

./.;

Calling

Calling you by name

....... for love


///

Beware

                                                         ( child ! child ! child ! )

Proffessional
                                                         LOVERS !

they only want to

Turn

                                 LOVE into HATE ( ?!)

//

ya hurt me ! I'm gonna get ya back !
Ya hurt me ! I'm gonna get ya back !
Ya hurt me ! I'm gonna get ya back !

//

You can spend your day here

Reading their filthy poetry

//

You can climb the mountain

( into the light )

You can walk the night

Of righteous dream

And BE FREE

//

Simple song

A song of strength

Amid the pots of human flesh

Slowly cooking over the fire

Of our perverse destiny

////

calling

Calling

Reaching out

For love

amid the vampires

Always lurking

With their stink of hate

And ****** teeth

^
(         <^>         )
0      0
<>
                )
        /\ ---/\

•••••••

walkin alone
( it's a quiet evening )

Ain't no dreams / ain't no hope

Ain't nobody on the streets seeing

//

Anyone any more

//

( Ain't nothin

To be feelin )

•       •

ALL ALONE !
ALL ALONE !

///

The silence cannot hide

The deeper meaning

••••

Walkin alone
( it's a deadly sense of scheming )

Ain't nothin but the siren sound
Of the Police Man

and the broken life of the streeted child

And the whip lash back he's carrying

••

Walkin alone
( slave quarters of the demons )

Ain't been no hope nor joy round here

For years and years

//

Only soul fire hell and bleeding

//

And the siren sound
Of the Police Man

///

The Police Man

••••

I could tell a story bout you and me

But would even we

Bother to believe

In ourselves any more ?

////

I could sing of the possibility

Of being free by morning !

But I am walking all alone

And it seems

Everyone's asleep

But no one's a dreaming

••••

Ain't no hope / not even a prayer

Nobody seems to care

Everone simply is fleeing

••

Simply fleeing

I COMMAND THEE!

I COMMAND THEE!

ARISE!

AND LIVE!!!!!!!

••

(Geez...........why ya tryin ta make me feel like
a bully for loving you!........?

••

Why do you see me as a stranger

On the broken streets?)

•


STUPID LOVE IS STILL STUPID

AND MAYBE ISN'T LOVE AT ALL!

--------

(What do YOU think?)

•

The battlefield is strewn with corpses

We walk amid

••

And it's really not a battlefield

IT'S JUST HIGH SCHOOL!

••

The SATANIC SERIAL KILLER

smears war paint on his face and chest

(must think its Halloween!)

TYPICAL!

He's just an American
And, hence, a fool!

(Ya know what I mean)

••

Gentle is love

••


And inexhaustible

--

Be free!

••

I COMMAND THEE!

ARISE

AND LIVE!!!!

••

You might as well

(DONT you think?)

i walk solitude back to its source
and find

little hints that you are here

she was a Poetess
Sing!..........    CANARY!.......       sing!

tell on us!

have your Say!

and chase all illusions away!

but Canary
...........................(quite the "bird")
always lookin good
so very good!

didn't think she should
tell the truth so plainly

because she really didn't understand it all
and from her perch in her cage
she didn't dare to fall

so YELLOW CANARY
obeyed her law

and changed her name to
PARROT
.............................................that's all

FOLKS

that's all

.......

well
she was a Poetess by trade

(         )
(                     )
(      ^     )
<^>
////  • ||
<>
||
             _)
            /\    /\

                                    ( unicorn flying over ferguson , mo )

••

Physical truth
--

If I weren't a white guy
I'd be dead

Spiritual truth
----

If I weren't a      Dead Guy
( enlightened being )

I'd be white

///

If we eliminate all the labels
All the dividing descriptions

Black / white
Cop / citizen

Etc

We see a simple/ clear
Picture

Of a ******

//

We add the "color "

And

Presto ! / Magic !

A man shooting at a man

RUNNING AWAY FROM HIM !

Becomes

SELF DEFENSE !

///

If you do not

PROTEST

against this

You are

Betraying your country

And are complicit in ****** yourself

//

Loveless

||

It is YOUR world

NOW

^^^^^^
||
(                                )
**               ////  • ||                   **
               <>                
/    (  (    \

                            ###

Sacred mother

The silence of pure feeling

Sacred song

                          ||

seems like we got our differences

About some things don't really matter

•

The alleyways

If any kid is there

We all are there


We all are in the prisons

Our human - ness refused

••

LOVE

••

Sacred father

Raw with holy power

Sacred song

                               ||

Sure we got our differences

About some things don't really matter

••

Our children !

Crying out for mercy

In School !!!!

Stumbling thru the madness

Of some kind of mind control !

••

Some form of

****** abuse

///

Sacred brothers and sisters

Embrace

Wholly and fully

///

You are the angels

And the saints

The simplicity of sacredness

Amid these

Our only days to live

Living

Thru these

Days

For the sake of those to come

cant take it no mo'!
....
i cant
(really)
................
hallucination's song's
become a dememted vision with skulls
and bones
.
laughin and cryin like children
and mad women who were meant
to be mothers you know
..
..
..
yea
..
an "economic downturn"
my ***!
.....
******!
******!!
that's what it is
...

the cool winds of new york city
and the guru dreams live on
in warrior rags and starving lovers
in alleyways
of light
and
images containing you and me
before we believed
the wrinkles and sad lines
on our broken faces
was us!
(fools!.....simply fools!!)
-------
only the dance with death is real we now know
all our pretense !
calling "F__KING"
loving!!!!!!
.

**!  **!
(kiddin no-one)
....
only a tiny ember remains
but the eternal wind
(our breath)
is strong perhaps
and perhaps "who knows"
may thrill us again
into a true sense
of humanity
....
cant take it no mo'!
(our lyin to ourselves)
.
COME ON!
.
*** wit it!
NOW!
...
AINT NO HIDIN
no more
no where

DAWN
                                                     )
                                          •
                                  (
||

                  we are just ----- little children
awakening

                After a Night               of Dream

•

I saw a beheading there
I read a LOVE POEM    Of HATE !

I saw emotionally mutilated
        People
everywhere                

DAWN

(                                  
•                  
)

I see you     Arise
I hear        all of

Your     Promises

•

I turn off       The News !

                  So I can      See The World

)     O    )
////  • ||
<>

          She is        Here

We can do it

( yes we can )

Walking softly

       This very     Day

•

There is nothing
We cannot       Do

Oh yes

This very     Day

can ye  break my heart again?

(YEAH)

the high hill always
sheds a road
leadin to
the orphan's door

can ye break me down, once more?

(NO!)

i aint that bored

--

the tumble down day
the shack
....(lonesome  street)

the poor folk gather

(i among)

--

can ye break my heart?

(SURE)

the orhan's door is open

(let's go there)

the orphan's door is open

(and our hearts)

see her there ?

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she                                                      ­          

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( We tell so many stories of our pain )

                                              ••

we write our Love Poems                              ------

                                  ( emptiness  )

She walks the lost streets

With

the Child

//                            

the one we planted there

in our escape

From the prison we call

Reality

••

Do you even know her name ?

//                              

Oh how she longs to kiss your face !

            ( The one you hide

                                     In your infinite shame )

••                                                    

In the vast sunrise of the re - born Day

we shall follow and we shall meet

And everybody will be glad

the love song

the wandering poet

the open door

--

we know
(we do)

the day is crying

--

the "bed" is *****
(groping hands
frightened minds)

the child ?
why should he come here?

--

******* are beautiful
fertile hearts

we are the pure

lovers!
be real

it aint a game

we play when bored

--

we can do one thing right

we can do what's right

--

the day is crying

why should we?
why shouls we?

like a gently flowin river

• •

And she said  ...                                                                  

Build from all of your LABORS

a home that we can share

I don't want no more fighting
Just for nothing

I done seen enough fear

/::/

There is a mountain   over yonder

Come   !      ( let us be gone )

Let us rise in Strength all around Her

For each Babe ( though still unborn )

//

& I say this to you                                                            

You know that it won't bother me

How with her you spend your Night

I ' ve a Forever Younger Sister

In my Sight

||||

Oh

Can you see her ?

Can you see her ?

( like a gently flowin River )

Gentle flowing river
--
She walks  along
She sings
--
We might allow ourselves to be loved
We might allow ourselves to be strong
---

Why be afraid?

-----

Every child in the world!

Every child knows our name!

-----

We surely die

If we simply turn away!
...

So don't turn away

----

We are young

When we love

We get younger
Day

By

Day

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They hung the boy

Everyone is safe now

( except -- of course -- the other boys )

•

•

•

3 dots on the page

Drops of blood dripping down

••

Police sirens in the night

Someone dead

Someone dyin

Nobody gives a ****

••

Humanity

I remember

Somethin like that

•

The hung the boy

I heard it halftime at the football game

-••

I got so excited

I went and ****** my wife up the ***

Obscure

Little dreams amid  

Big bad

Days
----

She's okay!

Cute kid

Read her mind!
------

Obscure it's  symbols

Joy

Amid the

Pain

You

Say it's all alright

It's okay

•••

Beauty!

I too can see but I don't feel

I know

Dyin is here

••

You are true to the god you know

Alright okay

••

The nights cracks open

Falls and fades

We .,,,,

Do
The best we can do

••

My love!

Really

Dyin ain't beautiful. Can't you feel

What's here to know?

••

What can we talk about today?

••

Love is gone

••

Where are the children

(Dyin or dead?)

••

Every breath

My strength

Take it or leave

((((   • ))
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XxxxX

so there I was in Maine thinking of my
old girl friend in San Francisco

( pregnant -- with kind of a untrustworthy boyfriend )

And a took the I Ching to ask it my fate

••

My new girl friend came over to see the tale unfold

••

DO NOT CROSS THE GREAT WATERS !

STAY PUT !

( over & over ! )

•

So I turned to her and said

I' M LEAVING !

she said

BUT IT SAID TO STAY !

I said

BUT I' M ALREADY THERE

MY SPIRIT IS THERE

ONLY MY BODY IS HERE

and I was gone

////

I saw her again 2 ( maybe 3 ) years later

•

We were laughing about our I Ching adventure

And then it hit me ... !

YOU WANTED ME TO GO , DIDN' T YOU !

//

OF COURSE

she said

//

I felt such love for this being

I started to cry

••

She said

I KNOW YOU

I KNEW YOU COULDN ' T ABANDON THIS GIRL

WHO YOU LOVED AND WHO LOVED YOU

IN HER HOUR OF NEED

( by the time I got back there the guy was already gone,
As I had anticipated )

She laughed at said :

THE WHOLE I CHING THING WAS THE FUNNIEST THING

I HAVE EVER SEEN !

//

//

The years come and go


The faces really always remain

For LOVE never changes

And

NOTHING OF VALUE IS EVER LOST

And the little boy ( who is now a man )

Is fine and good

and now it's time

To heal the world

seeking you where only death  greets us
CROSSED THE LINE, HEY?

what was the DECLARATION spoken?
speaking truthfully
we
see the pathway and go upon
vowing
never to leave

KNOWING ONLY

in the mirror....i see
not mine
but your face

not mine
but your destiny

IN THE CATACOMBS
not hiding!
CROOSSED THE LINE, HEY!

THE LIGHT ITSELF
we reveal gladly

CROOSSED THE LINE,,,,YEA!

WE CROSSED THE LINE

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We
Come to stay
For awhile

Mountain song
Mountain don't lie

Alien grief
Mutant dawn

But we are here
We have come

We will be
Here for awhile

••

Big as the Heart
Small as you are

Child of the Wars
Masters of Humility

••

Now is the time
Of tribal gathering

The mountains cannot die
The Mountain song

We are Forever
We don't lie

•
•

We are Forever
We don't lie

Gentle words
Midst

The ******

Images we make

To describe the HORROR

We create

•••

Silent sigh

The one that lasts
1000 years

.....

He sees them come
Sees them go

Every now and then

Something of beauty appears

And chooses to remain

••

A MAN OF WISDOM

WITHIN  THE

FROZEN YEARS

••

(& yes

You too

Were there----

You came
You died

And are gone from here)

••

A drop of preciousness gone to waste

••

The long sigh lasts till the end of Fear

•

•

Alone in his solitaire

His eyes are the 1000 stars

His breath the every stir of love

Within any child's heart

••

THAT WE DO NOT-----MISS----EACHOTHER MORE

IS SO VERY HARD TO BELIEVE

••

Gentleness

You died but something remains

Something that can be reborn

Within any child 's heart