Falling in love is as
beautiful as watching
the sun shining on the rain
in Spring
An ineffable yearning,
Is serendipity,
A blissful sorrow,
Is not lucid.

Falling in love is  
picking shards of
broken glass knowing
you'll bleed,
Is a veritable tornado,
The eye of a hurricane
flattening everything in
it's path
And it doesn't abate


It's roller-coaster you must ride

Only to throw up after.

God went to Zero
Tolerance yesterday noon.
All are in Hell now.



(c) John Stevens

There is a young Lady in Scotland
who was as shy as can be.
Shy Sye had a difficult time
saying Hi or Bye.
It would just make you cry.

A challenge went out
for she would not shout...
with her eyes
"Here I am. I see you."
or
"Can you see me?"
Then she raised her eyes
And was pleasantly surprised
when she found some friends
who spoke with their eyes.
and
she did not suffer the bends.

Decompression can be painful
When coming from deep within
and letting go of all the fears
of  "safety" of where you have been.

But out she came
with doubt and fears
Maybe almost tears...
To find a new world.
In the rush of it all
She is now walking tall.

And now the rest of the story
will be told, moment by moment
day by day...
Until she becomes who she
wants to be... a therapist...
Helping others in their need.
Where she will put it to the test.

Shy Sye is now (soon to be) Happy Sye.

Congratulations My Dear Sye!!

i thought i finally knew love
when i shared myself with you
it was the love of wild
not the love of mind
and i had no clue
i thought it would last
but with days it went so fast
with every kiss you gave
a new life i grasped
your sweet watering mouth
satisfied my endless thirst
the anger you held
and all the manly hood
made me do everything i wasn't allowed to
you had no boundaries
and i watched amazed
your muscles and your beard
i thought could keep me safe
and every touch of yours
gave me a  shot of life
the euphoria of your lust
kept me very close
i still remember how good it felt
oh how could i forget
but for another i won't pursue
now i look for a love of mind
rather than someone like you

Standing in a line that never ends
I wait my turn with so called disgrace
Everyone passes before me
My turn never comes
My legs  hurt,my nerves tense
Identity remains a dream
The cries of Palestine miles away I feel
Screams and shouts so near
But they can’t hear
I wish I knew how they speak
But for them I make no sense
For my language they can’t convey
A language of humanity, love and peace
Identity remains a dream
Oh Lord I kneel
Justice I plead
If guilty I’m judged
Freedom I seek
In shame I dwell
Rights are stolen
Dignity *****
A debt I can’t clear
A bill I can’t pay
It burns my heart
My legs hurt, my nerves tense
I stand in line
I wait my turn
But it never comes
Palestine remains a dream.

inside her lives a monster
with sly eyes
behind her pretty face he lies
behind her dressed robes in disguise
he braids her long golden hair
touches her naked skin
gently and shies
for centuries hes been hiding waiting to rise
playing games dazzling her mind
with a playful voice he asks her to join
she tries to escape
yet she always fails
seeking freedom in vain
she loosens her braids and sighs
she finally accepts her fate

sometimes i wonder
if the world i live in
is one i made up in my head
that exists only for me

and if that’s true
i don’t mind
because the world i’ve created
is filled with madness
but the best madness i’ve created for myself
is you