I was looking when I got lost
ignoring the bill when I saw the cost
Saw my future in the turbulent waters
Of the porcelain pool into which I was tossed
Bemoaning  yet accepting the fate I was enduring
Upon hearing the sound of the handles clank
I relinquished all control
as I began to roll
Gave no fight of self preservation. as I sank
The echoing swoosh left its sound in my ears
Then solid darkness closed in tight
So much more vivid than night in absence of light
The water was thick and seemed to be swallowing me down
Any oxygen of life seemed a fast fading memory
As all the while I could feel a gathering momentum
Like a ride through some putrafied tunnel of .... well...now all ephemeral in it's sudden ephemerality
As I was
Blasted loose from that officious muck
Propelled far far beyond the cascading flow
as a lust for life returned in a flash
I flicked one fin and then the other before  allowing sweet gravity
To carry me down affording me that glorious splash.
Wow! It thought ' this is an enormous and wondrous bowl '
Oh oh oh!
That poor little goldfish that had suddenly become the hapless to happy victim
Of a frustrated and angry parent who had lost all control!!!

GOOD LUCK little one...you will need all you get!



Question/ riddle of sorts.
Anyone know the reason for my naming the. poem this ... bit of
i _ _ _ _ _ twist?

Gone without notice
The morose sense of guilt
Felt
In those times when least expected
Reappearing as if neglected
To reassert itself
As an ever-present pain
An open wound
Often forgotten
But never gone
Like the reflection on a TV screen
The lighted window
Back behind and in the mind
Disturbingly present all consuming
Even looming...
... to proportions
Of unbearable distraction
Gone without notice...
....UNTIL....
...that very second
that you realize- it isn't there
Then it is
To suddenly reappear

Far beyond the imaginations
Ability to comprehend or defend
We often find
That place where past and present
Often collide and bind
Themselves into that
Which is never sought...
... never forgot
Something you paid for but never bought
That lesson learned
That you wish to God
you had  never been taught

You may not have
the Sword of Damocles
hanging
over your head
or a gathering
of monsters
under your bed
but that does not mean
you have not a shred
of worries to ponder
or things you should dread

sometimes...
... when the road seems clear
is that time
to deal with
some thing you
may secretly fear
at a place
and at a time
of your own choosing
unless ....of course
.... your only true fear
is that of sometimes losing

for there and then
you will have
given in
to those
never-ending battles
seemingly never lost
while treading water
awash in a war
none ever win.

Do what you will
do what you don't
do what you will
do what you won't
You want what's right
And you want what's left
You take the best
And you leave the rest

you're just a scavenger
A scavenger in disguise
You do a **** good job
Of hiding it ... but I can see it
In your eyes
It ain't no big surprise

Do what you will
do what you don"t
Say  what you will
Say what  you don't


You want what's right
and you want what's left
you take the best
then you leave the rest

youre  just a scavenger
A scavenger in disguise
You do a **** good job
of hiding it
but I can see it in your eyes
it ain't no big surprise
I can see it in your eyes
I can see it in your eyes

Just a scavenger in disguise

Children are crying.....cause the world is dying and
no one seems to care
lust and confusion ...
is the Grand Illusion.. and it's creeping up everywhere

the elders neglected ...and the
guilty protected ..by the
laws made for us all
no one is giving
everyone's living
behind a great stonewall

Resources depleted... and our honor defeated ...by the
short-sighted  side of man
****** and scraping
the world that we're shaping
Is NOT..
...going according to plan

fighting and killing
the graves we are filling
are holes in our sanity
preaching and teaching
we're not always reaching
because of our own - vanity
be - cause of our own...van - ity

Question that.i am asking ..is
Are all these things that we're tasking
Going to still be around
tomorrow ......forever

So how many more  
do we
really have remaining
When the past.... that
we thought. we had
left behind us
is steadily gaining


..if there is ..no answer
Then there
must be no question
And if there is ..no question
Then it must be....that we
Are not asking
What can I do ?....
       ....right here and now
Instead of saying
I just dont see how...
I can.make ...any difference

Try accepting the truth
Is NOT so hard to realize
That it's so easy to see
If you quit saying I can't.
And then simply ...
open. you're.eyes
Open your eyes....
... And just take
a good  look around.!
....

you watch the game
of chess being played
can't help but wonder
why they cannot see
the move to be made
yet ..there they sit
pondering so hard
it's the same
in that game whose name
says it all
solitaire ...where
someone behind you
always wants to say
how and where ...so..
it would be easy to think
it's due
to the view
from where
you are standing
And yes;
it may be true
in games or in life
there can be
greater understanding
from a different perspective
From a different point of view
But.....
It doesn't change the fact
that being objective
allows those
not intimately involved
to see things as ...
...so easily solved
but then again
it's so easy to be positive
To know what direction
what answer
what will be the next move
You would choose
When standing to the side
with nothing at stake
nothing to lose
from making even
the smallest mistake.

Current ripped across my soul electrical fire out of control the moment you touch my cheek with yours leaning in skin to skin breast to chest I felt your eyelashes gently caress my ear as your teeth gently clinched lobe and hot breath blew into my ear I melted into the atmosphere your legs wrapped around my everything and I snatched the essence from a passing Moonbeam  and  we  rolled around through time and space and when our lips touched Stars weeped golddust flakes upon the earth as children leaped to catch a dream that would someday arrive, i had mine and was revived by a golden haired star tear of  artisty so exceedingly rare . If i be dreaming may I never wake for my thirst we shall slake and stay  bound as one ....that will never break.