.



the 1000 poems !

Drifting down the screen


Each one a tale

Of

Heartbreak

And suffering

//


Yet not one says

WE ARE       ALL !

ENDURING

HEART BREAK AND SUFFERING

ALL  !

SO

WHAT REALLY IS IT GOING DOWN ?

//

And so the heart break and suffering go on

//


And why ?

••

Well

For the same reason it started in the first place !

JUST SIMPLE

UGLY

SELFISHNESS !

//

Each one wrapped up

Only in themselves !


.

)(


Medic



The WAR has a temporary peace


//


She loved the little moments that might become

A home for her child


Gentle images

Like seed

Like a man

•

•

The death

She wanders nights of scorn and pain

)?(

Cathedral evenings!

Dreams of you appearing


Fragile but here

•

The child in the playground !

Looks after the smaller ones

MEDIC

•


After so many years

What have we learned ?



( JUST  LOOK AROUND AND SEE )


••

Amid the bar room games !


how can we


Know each other ?

•

She stood in the doorway

Legs spread

Hands on hips


Looking at me


::  

the Babe .. !

60 home runs in one year!



X

::

.



The best poem

Is an expression of a pure and complete

Surrender

Of pride and dignity

Unto a STRANGER

elevated mystically

Into LOVER

that one is FOREVER

subservient to

And enthralled by

///

This allows the poet to make up

Any **** he / she wants to

Without fear of that person

( since the lover is all imagination)

And hence ( also )

No possibility of any pain

Nor any necessity for feeling any responsibility

For anything

Or anyone

•


All great poems basically amount to

The full flowering of the

I FEEL SORRY FOR MYSELF

brand of psuedo artistry we are trying

So desperately to cultivate

••

This is the GREAT STANDARD

Set here at HP

//

It is also known as

THE DUMBING DOWN OF AMERICA 'S CHILDREN

/::/

and we are all MASTERS OF DUMB

which is our Pride

And the legacy

We leave for tomorrow


.

,


once you DECIDE to follow your true heart

You become a poet

YOUR PAST IS TOTALLY ERASED

YOU DO NOT SUFFER ANYMORE

YOU EXPERIENCE .........GRACE


••


you see

TRUTH FROM ILLUSION

You follow the PATH

the

PILGRIM ROAD

you realize

All suffering is the same suffering

THE SUFFERING  of the WORLD


••

To embrace the suffering is to heal it


THIS the poet does WILLINGLY

••

Pure beauty !

Tames the BEAST !


/

The simple child poet

Reclaims the world


x

<






we climb thru the hills

We know a HOME is here

•


Dear friends


,

Soon

Soon ( who knows )

Soon

( we know death is also here )


////

The grand mosaic

The coming together of the tribes

••

She decided to be beautiful

///

Amid the highest visions of Man

•


Nature !


True human nature !


Let us accept we are the heart of creation


Let us set the story right

•••


She spoke with animals

They told  her all she'd ever need to know


;

.



Fragrances !

Along the lonesomeness

Of this spring morning

6 a m

Central Park
New York


==


she reigns !

In her realm of playfulness !

•

One could feel

That every child in this dawning
Moment of a sacred day

Knew she was here

Amid us

Again !

•

Every girl was afresh in fear and wonder

Every boy was picking up  ( in his mind )

Spears and swords

//

Every tree and every cloud in the sky !

Everything alive !

•

•

I sat and watched

And I tried

Reflect the fire in her eyes

••

••

The day is over

I sit here alone


But still I feel her love

And I know


That at midnight

She shall come !

Yes !

At midnight

She shall be here


.

.



the winter was a sweet song

We were at peace


Now

The summer wars come


We are too young to think !

We are old enough to die
& we do

•


•


She looked at her love poems

( poems so devoid of love ! )

;:;

Hero worship !

NO ESCAPE !

::

We are MEN

)(

We are in full dominion and understanding

Except that we are brain washed

And useless

Like fools

)(

In the infamy of our nation's

Sinful pride

THE GODS TOO ARE HERE

come child

We must become free

Enough to join them

Heart to heart




.

.






                                              ( I heard somebody say )


•

the bullets or the words

Both can rip the young boy down

••

Oh well

••


She rode the Ferris wheel
At the carnival

And at the very top

She saw god
( & I was there & I know she did )

••

The secret sword ( the magic sword ! )

THE VERY SWORD  THAT 'S IN YOUR HAND

//


We are good

We are surrounded by enemies of life itself

We are good

Yes we are


X

'





in the darkness

In the blind stumble

In the alleyways of sloth

By the Dempsey Dumpsters
Of

Raw but Real

Emotional Fear

Lay huddled

Pure children

Who are too excited

To tell friend from foe

""""

Who create foes

For they stabilize unrealities

As well as friends


;:;;

Logan mountain

Mythical Home of Saints

Remains empty

It seems easier to suffer

Than to dare climb

•

•

•

NEGATIVITY

we here use the word to describe

Anything

UNCONTROLLED
which

Touches us

Even the HEALING HAND

even the HOLY BREATH

even the HEAVENLY BREEZE

•

Claiming

BEING LOST----- IS THE NEW ..... "FOUND "

:.//////;.

Line them up and watch them die !!

Seems like HP's

Mystique

:/:

This is called

BEING POSITIVE

Reminding each other

That after each wrist cutting

To clean your razor blade

•
•

Death comes too easily

Pain lingers long and hard

LOVE is the means to numb oneself

No matter the harm to any other

//

on Black Stallions

Come

The Horsemen of the ******

Racing across all Borderlands

Looking for those

Who would be found

( poets of compassion and grace )

) ?(

No need to remain afraid

(?)

No

Never be afraid

><

Logan Mountain

Is ALWAYS here

and

I & the 1000 friends of mine

Always wait by the FIRE

For you to appear


.

.


^
<^>
//// • ||
<>  
\
                 __)
               / \       / \


the lonely jester

Wants to play

::::

A SONG BY

the 4 girls

------

she said ...... ?

(?)



Yeah

But it was only words

//


( she says so many things !
---

In truth


No one listens any more )


""()()"""


the last jester on that

Lonely road


//

All the little girls

Come out to play



.

.





enough !


•


shall we watch people rally around trump ?

Don't you wonder could they of picked someone better ?


They say they are Christians

So why not HIM ?

•

No one is talking sense
Or telling the truth


•


•


And everyone is pretending that they don't notice !!!!!!

:;:;;


The littlest little girl

Looking for her broken doll

In some garbage can somewhere


.

.



I'll love you FOREVER !

Darling

//

Or until I don't

*****


//

If it wasn't for Hello Poetry


I think I would still understand
Life


But all the fumes here

Just leave me groggy


And as you all

Are fellow humans


Leave me also quite ashamed


.

/ ( • ) ( • ) \




my love comes surely

If not quickly


She never does not come at all



••


Young boy's eyes

Gazing out the window


EYES !


( fully alive ! )

••

( In a manner most befitting

Pure humanity )

||||

in the rain

SHE ..... (?)

Feels

Some force upon her


& there is love

----   Love comes alive in the darkness ---

And mystery

//

••

Softly

Right on time

///

Love

Grows slowly
To grow deeply

From simple feelings
And honest telling


We can be

The New Beginning

If we want


/////

The moon is bright

With tomorrow 's sunlight

And we too

Can fulfill

Eachother's dreams


X

.




The most important thing you need to know

In order to write poetry

Is

NOTHING !


                                                          ( but you need to know it well )



::

)(


and then it's over


( The story ! )


::


It stops cold

And all eyes
seem frozen with fear



:::


She never loved !

He never stood heroically before MAN !


)?)

It's simple an idiot
There

Caught in a tale
told  by a dead society

)(

We are adrift on a river of pain

Yet we do not seek shore

We praise our ability to describe suffering

We fantasize about unknown lovers and friends


/:


Gently now !


We still
Can be


The world

X

.




The 40 horseman !

Come to set the world on fire !


Thru the valley (?)


RIVERS OF BLOOD !


from the womb of human birth

::

from the ****** battlefields

From the Harlem midnight hell

Of simply knowing

Everything

•


the sabbath stray sense of justice

( The girl newly ***** )

The catholic honeymoon

( the altar boy and the priest )

//

The naked show

)(

Humanity released !!!!!

••

We settle slowly

Every now and then

Someone remembers


The first ***** Dawn

( down by the river )

Waiting

Yeah
Waiting


Jes me and you



.

RIGHT ! ) ... .. .


---

:: ( they always do , don't they ? )

///

( yeah )

Still SOME  smart kids left !!

••

•

---

in terminal pain


she cries aloud


( to no - one )

( about nothing )

•

She's just a pathological *****

( or something ? )

Something we don't really want to

Think about

)(

( the harm we do to one another  ! )

/||||/

She

Made her bed and now she sleeps in it

With what's - his - name

( a guy who really seems to

Make the rounds )

//

Yeah

Good ole what's - his - name !

The name of her first lover

And probably her last !

•

Oh boy !

& soon soon !

We shall get to read


More pathological *******

( as we so arrogantly call them )

And their

BROKEN HEARTED poetry !

••

Yep

There are still some smart boys

Out there !

//

Who actually want to be

Men some day

//


And so the winds do say !

And soon the earth shall follow

And who would be redeemed .... (?)

( Sure ! )

we ask and thusly we receive



.

.


Upon the hill

Under the stars

You and I and god was there

•

             •          •

It was a spectacular show

We finally come and all was understood

Amid the dissolving sense of mystery

••

Simply

You and I and god


We tred the  earth and all is good


X

.



For CHRIST sakes man

Put down your ***** for a moment

And think !


Just what the hell is comin down !!

••

All we got is a bunch a *******

And their Barby Doll Girls

••

( playin house ! )

••

When what we want is someone real

////

Someone with integrity

/:/

/:/

Where is the road to the hill ?

The scented stream ?
The sacred waterfall ?

Where the damsal with the love in her Eye ?

The Holy Mother ?

The Warrior ?


:/:

Even if we have to die

LET US LIVE WITH GRACE ABD DIGNITY


C

-



On the other side of fear

is perfect health and freedom



•



                                   We can be ...... Too Wise !

                                             ( If we are merely stumbling                            

                          In a false reality )


•


The clock tower sound is

DOOM !!

( children huddle in the
Street )



On the other side of fear

They will never sound

RETREAT


//


Born with the morning sun

Visitor of light

together
We come


Join us

( you might )



X

.


& he said

COME WITH ME

& I said

WHERE ?

)(

& he said

COME WITH ME

& I said

WHY  ?

and he said

COME WITH ME

& I said

HOW ?

//////

so they went off together

Thru the streets of far-off places

The pirate & his lover

On their own

<>

& now it's I who seek them

Thru the streets of far -off places

The pirate & his lover

All alone




.

.



Lost in the vast delusion

( Running scared )

//

Strange

( isnt it ? )

How we have allowed

All our history to be erased ?

//

We are as if aliens

Alone in images of emptiness

Of time and space

In a spaceship

( not a world ! )

**

come and see Me now

Hold my hand

Touch my face

:::///:::

Death is here

:::///:::

We are individual

We are the whole world

:::

Love is the only power

///

Use it

And be reborn


..

.



Of a simple day


( The living song )

•

Be careful child

!!!!

It's real

•


The lonely day

•

The days can ****

//


Oh sweet simple thought of peace

•

With simple gestures

///////

We can survive

If we let love speak


//

Our love  !

More than just a poem

Full of misery !



.

.


along the slum street of our hearts

Where the crying children are left to die

We tell incredible stories

Of TRUE LOVE !

&

OF THE CHRIST !

( !!! )

•••

and await

The final day of our useless lives

)(
)(

Never wondering

Really

About anything
.

.



She wanders the streets like a dog in heat

Rubbing up against fire hydrants

Babbling inanities about  HIS EYES !

and sterile safety

And ultimately

Social fear

)(

Sniffing each other in and out

Panting and salivating

Like an addict getting FIXED

)(

Subtle the odor of death

Subtle the stink of oblivion

In the blank stares of naked children

Seen as objects and used as fools

)(

Melting

Merging

Meaninglessly

Till dead from boredom

And tired of ******

And getting *****


They finally

Get a job

Or go on welfare

Mindlessly existing

Till the agony ends


.

.



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

#####

she gathers rags found in the streets

)(

Lonely the child

Lonely the man

•

The bombs are falling

Death is here

Wandering thru our sleepless town !

/////

(Love (?) )

••

We write poems to imaginary Saviors !

)(

Still

//

Only death is here

:::

In a quiet moment

LO !

You DO appear !

)(

Maybe we can ..... (?)


Well

Maybe we can be human

Throughout our days


.

.


And we

Blown away

""""

"""""""

I am

Just a simple boy


I know

Everything


I come

When you want me to


I bring

Anything you need

•      •

the war torn streets

The broken families


The prison song

The torturous pain


;:;


I love you

Yes indeed

I love you


:;:


The river of blood

The insatiable greed


The fear that kills

And all of our false beliefs


)(


You can have me if you'd dare

To love and trust


Yourself

And humanity

•

The winds blow


But we remain

We love and trust


We remain


.

.



//// • ||
<>
/  ( • ) ( • )  \

/  \


####        


New day

                               New song ...

•    She ain't gonna play

The clown


Any more

•

Little lost image

Of a promising girl

Lost to the game

Of

The world

)(


The winds !


She is like a torn photograph

The pieces

Scattered by the wind

Thru every broken alleyway

The homeless call home

//

( such a sweet young girl ! )

•

Raging

Or

Ranting

Or

Off to a


Rave


)(

It's all the same

( nothing changes ! )

))((


I am here

I have changed


Hey sweet girl

Let us walk together

These miles

<>

Call it what you may


•


We still must grow

& become

The  VOICE

( the  CONSCIENCE )

of humanity

::

We will survive

"""

just keep
It simple

PLEASE


.

,




death (?)
_

Certainly

It comes too easily

We wait impatiently , thinking

WHAT IS GOING TO
HAPPEN NOW ?

••

Tired children

WHERE IS THE LORD ?

||

Playing with matches

( playing  with war )

//

All
The different

Realities

WHERE IS LOVE HIDING ?

we wonder

:::


Thru the long moan

Thru the mournful sights and sounds


Come


Let us find each other

At last


X

.


just a country OF Stupid Girls


///

she kept jabbing her pen into her ******

Now she too can say

I WRITE WITH BLEEDING PEN !!!



She wants to get a Reality Show
and do it

On television ..

Let's give her a big Hello Poetry  round of applause !


.

X


she tells the simple story simply

As if to eternal children

//

She knows you too
as if forever was your name

•

After all fear dies how well you come to know her

:::


We are mountain people

We are of wisdom and song

//

Lovers

The fire in hills

)(

Come

Violence pervades sacred places

And the gods are ashamed
That we their people

Do nothing

•

// this way grace >>>>

In dreams well hidden

By the waterfalls

,

.




Little run - away

Oh

Child of the world

,,

Little

Boy or girl

the winds

Are blowing fierce

And even the stars in the sky

Are

Afraid

)(

DOWN HOME BLUES  !

The Great Poverty

Is on its way

Old men on the park bench

See them see

What's coming down

;:;

Even the gods are amazed

At the lack of righteous indignation !

)(

We just hope to live one more day

Be it honorably

Or in shame

,,,,

All the nations are gone

//


Time to stand up all alone

Time to
Live

For ourselves

:

)(




Soft the vision

( The savior )

The girl with the broken eyes


||

:::::::::::

**** us all

For ******* with anyone


)(

**** the ******* politicians

And the stupid ******* who believe

•

And

( as I said )

I have never lynched a *****

Man or boy

//

I see it all again on the streets of all cities

()()

And I see you too dear poets

But


I do not hear you say a thing



.

.


We walk the hills that scorn

Our feeble attempts to be born

We dream of the eternity

That some lover will provide for us

To set us free

•=•

But never a brand new day !
Doing the same ole thing !

We

Get so lost in the make pretend


••

It's time to go

Reality has already gone !

It's time to go

Find the HOME.
that we promised

Would be there



,

.


Skip and jump away ...

From all these trite poems

Which so abuse us !

)(              )(

( about that *****

With the whip

And her ***** lover boys ! )

••

Playin HOUSE with themselves

Just like mommy and daddy !

///

Gentle rain

Come wash us clean

Below the power of the sun

And the wisdom of the stars

;:;

(  ( to grow again ) )

""""

Tiny little boys and girls

We grow up and marry

True love

&

A new world comes

And sets us free


.

)(


YOU ****

YOUR POETRY *****

:::

You don't like me

I don't like you either

)(


Little cliques of cliche wielders

Selling  ***** stories to the world !!!!

)(

" oh congratulations MY FRIEND!! "

(EGO- MEISTERS   in clown suits )


•


Bleeding ink from broken hearts !!!!


•


WOW !

(Really )

•

The HP love couple of the year !!

KEN AND BARBIE

••


making love with a 5 foot long pool stick

))

In the center of the lunch court


X

.



By

THE 4 GIRLS

)()(

I'm

Gonna follow

To the top of the Hill

<>

Will you

Come with me ?

)).    .((

Come with me

FREEDOM !



•

Ain't no  compliance

With your inhuman games

))   <<

Soft sister.

Mercy !

We


are the
Simple story bein told

Unfolding

For you to see


COME WITH ME !

"""""


my brother

Guardian

Of

Destiny


AT THE TOP OF THE HILL

•

Tomorrow

Is waiting

FREEDOM

at the top of the Hill

."


,

.

Is like walking into a ****** *******

And to hear the sounds of

Untmost insincerity

Amid a most noxious stench

That reeks of death

•

Split by lightning


In the storm


•
•••••••


Just an old man

)(

In the story none talk about



)(


we

Talk a story none care about

( about doing the cuddly wuddly

At the

LOVEY DOVEY BAR AND GRILL

ya know !

Down in Yuppieville ! )


//

The break ups

The **** ups

And all that crap

//

Ya know

The stories no one cares about

Cept a bunch a ***** babes

Who like talking ****

,~,

The tree -- !

( the real man ! )

Split by the lightning speed

Of the lies being told

( the humiliation of Reality )


//

Come !


Lovers

Let us walk thru the forest

And feel

The breeze

Let truth cleanse us

Let us free each other

And the world


.

)(



upon yonder hill

the moon is rising !


WE SHALL LIVE !

;;;:;


LOVE (?) ............... LIVE  (?)


L (O , I ) V E

yes

Somehow the

O

and the

I

Seem interchangeable

""

AND IN FACT THEY ARE

and

LOVE & LIFE

are the same thing

""

Now the problem begins when we

Actually realize this truth

And our ego trips
And
Ego games

Start to feel

Totally absurd

)(

We may wish for the freedom that ignorance oftimes

seems to bring

Or

We may choose to pursue the joys

Of the secret adventure that actually

Creates a world


•



True freedom is the ability to make

This choice

::

To make it fearlessly and consciously

)(


To live your love

&

To love all life


||



( --- < tree > --- )

upon the hill

The moon is rising

.



(                            
                            )
(                
                   )  
(
\/
/\
/    \


##



We **** the real power


So


Easily


""""""


out into the world of commodities

( out into the world of Man )

:::

She said

I LOVE YOU

;;;

( & some sappy crap about my eyes )


•


We **** the truth too easily


//

Sappy crap

( our love )


While we die


.

.


Dear boys and girls !

If you would like to start

Your own compilation

Of trite phrases concerning love

JOIN HELLO POETRY !

where you can find them by

The hundreds and thousands !

//

Here they are for you to enjoy and use

FOR YOURSELF !

and create as many

LOVERS IN YOUR MIND

as you desire

•

HELO POETRY !

Where we specialize in

In

NOT REALLY BEING REAL AT ALL !


.

.



song from Logan mountain

Empty spaces

No one is singing

•

But the song itself

Love naked in water

She watches from the shelter

•

A lone figure

The rustling of leaves

The open heart of the dream

.


It is good

We feel the pure day once hidden

Logan mountain !

.


( she was 18

sober ----- so it was legal )

""

Nibble nibble
On the ear

Hands together

Then breast high

I saw the terror in her eyes

I knew to slow down for a while

;;

Said

I love you

So tenderly

You are my forever

She looked confused

She knew I was just bullshitting


But my hand was alredy
Far from dry!

)(


She was going to say
NO !

I filled her mouth up with tongue

Soon her legs did seperate

She never said stop so

It wasn't ****



))))


Really this isn't a true story

Just a parody

Mimicking

All the poems here

Although I have made

The violence more obvious

To stimulate

Your pornographic pleasure
which you seem to enjoy

But your poems are actually far more violent

And that the ****** is being done by

Both partners mutually to each other
doesn't make it less so

& that the **** is more

Emotional and spiritual

Rather than physical

Actually makes it more violent



X

.



He sat before a lovely fire on the beach



.

.




Guards the way from birth to death


////////


This whole world is a dumb **** lie !

•


Every last word of it


/////


Angelic lover girls and boys

FREE


:;:


the cities are burning to the ground !

Upon which the ******* up kids

Are fornicating


)::(

It's ALL COP CITY USA !

( • )

( • )

##

Amid the crowd


Angelic lovers


( you & I )


.

,



^
<^>
//// • ||
<>
\
               ___)
               /\         /\


<##>

ride high
ride free

::///://///://::

***** angels !

( can you imagine ! )

!!!!

The child is so  abused

By the demons bred here

•••

Lack of caring
Lack of understanding


)(


Slave ships still are sailing

Out from all the playgrounds of the world

•


***** angels


•

We are the stuff of Legends !

Of mythological stories of heroes !

Of the high school corridors !

||~||

Oh sacred Mother



You are the only one I aim to please


X

)(



the man


•

The bitter afternoon of

Children
Dying

Hard


//


We write our love poems to imaginary boys



;:;


the old Ferris wheel


The amusement park is busted wide open

•


She


Undresses completely and dies into the terror

Until she fully understands

%<>%


love


The power


Given freely


><


Live or be gone !


One god one song


One child


The road towards home


Yes it is


Very long


But the will


Is
Strong


X

~~<>~~

( • )    ( • )



""""""""""

We be done sick a this **** world

//

We be da poets

//

We be here writin ya all a new one !

•

so wake da **** up

)(


We love

We got all the power that we need



.