to be captivated by a smile
to know all the great while
laughter comes to those

through a filter then exposed
a chance to reflect
I bet your sorry that we met ?
follow your dreams...

a bat and ball
a certain way to stand tall
ignition within a conversation
pierced as the renegade blown together

appreciate the system,
walk away to me while you bleed
certain to be caught
from here to eternity back

safe in my chest you see
lift the soap so far
try avoiding the light on the car
look to the east...

draw back from thee a simple melody
to cumulate the rage of the ring
shower me with gifts forget to sniff lay hold of it
freshness in a bottle type sequence,
planted by the river edge
call me late for bed

to climb the rivers edge
planted through a cause for sure
lazy buttons studded flunkies
treasure the hound of excellency
come to take a part of me

we learn to lean on me
through the tender leaves
a good cause to grieve
in the shallow peak

Talk about Ghandi and Socrates, haha, kidding, you gotsta be, most ain't worthy their two cents and definitely ain't a lottery.
How I see is in between, so I can checkpoint at any, post haste, flow on all these over-throw aways, set you back down to lower case, pass up all these runs in place.
Keyboard junkies tryna capslock what, Instagram hoes ha ******* in the ****, just like an edit, you can find yourself cut.
Your not suppose to understand your supposed to support so many now days just observe and distort, or alter contents fables import.
Oh they don't like this attitude, be lucky I didn't take a stab at you, hating they can't grasp a view, they gravitate to me like I'm the glue, I'll admit even I don't always got a clue, but at least I'm always learning new.

https://youtu.be/s5BJXwNeKs

it started to rain on the night that we first decided to fly
inside I was a bundle of nerves and then the suspense kicked in
we huddled close behind the many gadgets to explore
little by little we drew momentum to the setting of the sun
life was just like that flight in motion a certain aimed solution
its filled with many test and such
just like Tom Petty sang, "I'm learning to fly, but I ain't got wings

Coming down is the hardest thing".

deep comes onto deep starting from my head down to my feet
one day at a time we you shall climb until at last you make the victory sign
we are living in a world torn up inside without any notion of love

exposed to the elements we then can learn to fly
you just have to give it your best try
such as the uneventful pop fly in the center fielder
features will grow but the challenge is getting greater
each new experience fosters another lapse of a response
learn to take deep breaths inside through the cycle of life amidst its given strife
gravity is in most of society some folks just let it be
stand determined to make it through the finish line and you'll do fine
just like Steve Harvey on the family feud always in a good mood

to humbly discover each other
is it any wonder
run for shelter
try to stay together

to lead each other home

Leave Me In Vermont

tired and fickle I'm with arm and sickle
lone embrace toward the one with sickle
Easter is one brigade having it made
pardon me as we disagree
shadows in the shining morn
burned out bridges ever more

the hills and valleys ever more
what's true of you maybe not good for me
those rolling hills leaves turned green
very often in my dream

Leaves Of Life

My life has been just like a book
The first pages unsoiled, clean and slow
Then gradually quickening as henceforth I grow
My ravenous mind was greedy for life;

Always eager to reach the next page
Now reluctant to proceed in my old age
I have lived through countless chapters
Seen love and hate come and go

But what comes at the end, I do not yet know
The beginning pages of my book
are now worn and thin,
So many times have I read them all,

things my memory could recall
But what of me when the last page is in place ?
Will another volume be my restitution,
My gift, payment, or restitution ?

My enthusiastic view of life has dimmed
I once felt young, and radiantly free,
Now that's just a part of my memory
At least I saw the words "the end" before they came

I cheerfully lived my life in full,
And although it has neared it's end, I loved it all !

as a child I had dreams with visions in my mind
I sought peace from nature & grasp meaning of words
asking a lot of questions along life's journey
my grandma always said, "Why be in a hurry".
I drew pictures in the sky of kings and queens
far off places with dungeons and dragons.
always reading book with story's of adventure
in time I would venture to my swing & sing
although many years have passed still having every reason to grasp a hold of my legacy
a willingness inside to achieve
then the seasons have chamged i was in my teens
had a fascination with girls but it was only out of lust
I was in quite a rush until I caught mono & had to go to the hospital
all I wanted to be was on center stage so I became lead in my play
that event made everyone's day i must say then i was prom king
there was a working in me at the fall of 1989
I decided to write my first poem, "Remembrance Of A Loved One".
based on the break up with my first girl friend named Michelle
that poem was a great story to tell
then it was the changing of the season & out came nine eleven with the twin towers
filled with sorrow I poured myself into writing instead of hiding
all the time leaving behind a legacy by which to achieve
then my father died & i was said again
yet over time i would shine through the sorrow & pain
my creative writing was always free verse yet i also wrote prose
that leads into today where I'm on display
having 2, 000 poems toward my platform
writing on various topics of religion, nature & suspense
yet i still haven't made a dent
still each day i pray to the good Lord up above that he would shape me into a legacy
this is my humble plea so check my writings out
it will give you pause to reason what it is I'm talking about

SEEK TO LIGHT THE WAY AS IF YOU HEARD
LOOK TO THE SEA PIERCED BACK THE MELODY
DOZENS OF MOPS SET FORTH THE SAME TAUGHT
MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE GET TO SET YOU FREE

HAVING A VISION OF WHICH ONE COULD GRASP
HOME TOWN RICH POLICY YOU SHALL REACH
STIRRING THE POWER TO EMBRACE
SET OUT THROUGHOUT THE CAUSE OF DEATH HAVING A DEEPER REGRET...

IN UNION WITH THE FLY'S STATED FOR A FINED TUNED DISGUISE
THERE IS MOODS TO BE CHOSEN FELT BACK TO THE REALM NOT SCENE
BETTER LIME CAKE FROM PISTACIO INSTEAD..,
REMEMBER ME THROUGH FAIN FAWN DOTH BREATH

TRI STATE TO COVER A FINE TUNED SPHERE
LOOK INTO A WHOLE HOST TO MERGE
PANTS TO LIFT THE SUSPENDER A GREETING
HALLOW BREEZE FROM WHAT WE HAVE CHOSEN

IT'S IMPOSSIBLE TO REMOVE THE SAME CLASS OG MAKE BELIEVER

Shades of grey look the other way
shades of orange
breathe on the basket ball league
Across from its charitable disease
Awake from the day
shelter display across the way
work hard from the tropics
hero's stem around it moist
cost of beauty
cover it all its best
in the midst of its pain
no matter what we each face
onto a joyous plant
so honey here we go
a given chance by which to let go & grow

love the grey in a lazy day bridge the gap in my dreams through twisted schemes
filter through the notion of belonging mark the longing get a following
we are in this til the end my faithful friend with whom I can depend
inside I have rollercoaster emotions with the ups & downs
take a walk on the beach try to catch that frisbee way out of reach
love the longing of belonging there's a yearning hearts are turning
take a shower in the hour of power nestled in a memory come to sit next to me
Each man chooses their own destiny call it magical chemistry from when you were a memory

Rise to the occasion with soaring hearts as in some decorated mast to impart
love is basking in the jewels of renewal carry on with a song in your heart
love is the mere tenderness of the given moment from a sought after vintage smile
comfort me to the conclaves of lasting love soon you will discover a heart to unfold
many are living in mere fantasy basking in the leaves or newly fallen snow
hearts would unfold some time a go the notion of surrender

Come with me to the sea of tranquility lost in a dream feel the breeze
Tea leaves with Leonard Cohen singing basking in the vast expanse between time & space
Surrender to the moment with cadence as its following and deep heart belonging
the tender moments of belonging soaring like an eagles to parts unknown
Caress the bossom of softened decorum as we choose to be healed
the day is fast approaching and the night is far too spent
to quiver in the moment let the temporal vanish capture the longing

I sit alone above to dew left to groom a brand new view in what is left to do
give me a smile your support and your fantasies let them flourish let them unfold
Hear each passing wave rise to the occasion with the real remnants of nature
To equate laughter with forgiveness give pause to think being in the moment
one touch and one will rise with triumph in their eyes

The ability to let go and let God take over feelings to recapture prepared for the great here after...
arm me with harmony filtered through a dream give pause to breathe
Achieve your dreams to light the way of forgiveness the mere wanting to let go
Be compassionate when you learn to focus on your goals in which to unfold
like Stevie Wonder singing at your funeral learn role reversal
Choose to let go & let God each & every passing day

let him in,
a chance to approve," Rin Tin Tin".
love within to reflect from your mere crystal cousin,
lover at its sequence
to bridge a gap before there king of kings...
a simple wish forever trim
lover within...
hot to trot,

lover within to the sequence,
trim....
Spring held within

We can each do our part in society. Maybe fix a flat tire for a neighbor or offer a cup of cool water to a stranger. Go to the widow & orphans in their affliction. I'm keeping it real people. Only one life is soon to be passed only what's done out of love will last. Pray with all of your might maybe write a poem so others can read and enjoy. We each have hidden abilities and talents that we need to be putting into use. To the beggar out on the street destitude for no daily bread. To the laborer in the factory we need to be busy about the fathers business. No one knows the hour or even the day of the savior's return. But he asks us to be ready. These are the marching orders out of love within my heart to you. Stop all hate and negativity. Choose to put a big smile on your face instead of a frown. Perhaps go to a soup kitchen to volunteer your time. Believe me in time you will see the benefits & blessings flow as long as you have love in your heart. When it comes to music sing or rap on topics that will benefit the soul. Our mindsets need to be focused on a selfless agenda intead of being so selfish. Yet in the end it's our choice in how we want to proceed out of life. This is from my heart to yours & thoughts by which to ponder.

Let's Give A Party

What shall we do ? said the cockatoo
Let's give a party, they all agreed
that would be fun, oh yes indeed !
We will have it soon ! said the raccoon,
Where will it be ? said the bumblebee
In the barn of course, said the horse
We shall decorate every inch, said the finch
What will we eat ? said the parakeet
Let's have steak, said the snake

Let's have pie, said the butterfly
What about drinks ? said the lynx
Let's have beer, said the deer
How about wine ? said the porcupine
Those would make me sick, said the chick
What's good is apple cider, said the spider
For me it's water, said the otter
Kool Aid is much better, they all agreed together
We want to dance, said the ants
Let's dance a tango, said the flamingo,
I'll give it a whirl, said the squirrel
So they ate and drank and danced the whole day through
don't you wish, they invited you too ?

Let's Spend The Night Together
wallow in the muck & mire
solo keep your heart on fire
the equestrian charm with a gun on fire
go between the oceanic fair
pulse equipped the transmission wheel
soft pockets of let's make a deal
rehearsal, fiddle & charm
prepare to sound the alarm
below pillars of glass
no one gets a free pass
traveling within the pulse dead heap
Lawrence Freight...
Let's Spend the Night Together
a touch within a midnight spin
shallow peaks, stand still & repeat,
& birds
Carry me softly through the leaves
Fry Doe..tomato sauce,
Living through a midnight tuck...
Carry me through the leaves,
my head buried down to withstand a frown
love in circles stay in town
an elbow push throughout it's thread
help me, sculpt free & buried knee
Carefree through pillows down to my knee
Love in full circles would agree
Let's spend the night together
Love in full circles;
Saturday in the park think it was the 4th of June,
Listen to the dull and dapper folks get along
We hear a whistle old man sits by his fiddle
Carry free in the loss for chance,
Love, with tender lapse given another chance
A chance at full romance;
Help I need somebody, not just anybody & help
Buried below the breeze,
listen, report & shine

Let The World Remember

Let the world always remember,
That fateful day in September,
And the ones who answered duty's call,
........................

Vinegar to straw drink with a *****;
fancy romantic;
seal their grill with a kiss....
............................

Happiness to look upon,
balance peer key....
a station between

Remembering lost thought and unseen smiles
Constant urges come upon me unannounced and send
chills throughout my entire self
My dreams don't allow me to see, the heart, as well as the soul

letting go...
In need to move and feel the wind
Words just seem to sound better on paper
There are only some days when you feel like

nothing can bring you down
I get dizzy just standing still
But when the sun is shining or the moon is full,
then why does it still rain ?

I can never tell if my world may be coming together
or simply falling to pieces
I feel this could be a good thing
I'd like someday to see a black cat with crystal green eyes

All of my tears have turned to smiles
and when I wake up, the sun is still shining.

Let Your Mind Relax

light in visible light never give up on the fight
break through the silence in a pause of a whisper
a heart over flowing through the notion of fate
step aside from your worries and don't be in a hurry
put some soft music on and light a candle
breathe deep into your very soul let the vibration permeate your mind
shadows may block your clear vision yet you are on a mission
look to the sea vibrations are meant to be
the surf going out and coming back in
hold your breath and count to the number ten
there's things that you can do to loosen the mood
let your heart beat toward love out from a higher extreme
we are living in a land so very mean
what is your favorite flavor of ice cream
bask in the vast expanse between space and time
let your face shine within tender moments like these

loosen any inability to let go & smile
it start with one foot at a time
step by step inch by inch you will reach your proper place
call it lavender grace
take a long walk in the woods through a variation in a dream
travel the pathway that is suitable for you
gaze into the sky & be happy
alone again in your thoughts
yet at this time you have a reason for being
start achieving & stop the nose bleeding

Today we are given a choice. To humbly elect officials that will represent the people. Yet lately all are claims have fallen on deaf ears. W maybe in the grips of immediate danger. There are lines being drawn in the sand. Now is the time to take a stand ! That's the great beauty of our country the USA. We embrace freedom that so many of us take advantage of. Let us proclaim peace over the mass population. These are the freedom that are ancestors desperately upheld. Whether one is democrat, republican or independent. We can join hands amidst party lines. Love should be the essence of one's existence. A salute to the American flag in what it represents. Let's bring back wholesome ethics that embrace the family unite. By holding open a door for are neighbor. Visiting widows and shut ins. Feeding the homeless. With what time we use today will become evident in eternity. With faith and love embraced we can turn things around for the better of mankind !

People are starting an uprising. We can come collectively together. In order to celebrate are differences. There is a lines being drawn in the sand. Heads in the street scream love yet it's only lust in disguise ! We need to bring are differences in focus whether we are black, white, gay or straight. Let your voices be heard for everyone to hear. There is a new political system that values may differ from yours. Still we need to be ever more determined to take charge. Stop abortion cause it's ******. Salute the American flag with the dream attached. Lift your head up high as a pillar of might for those to follow. Celebrate the creative arts and those that represent it. Smile cause it's contagious so pass yours on. Become a beacon of light to a hurting world in need of love. Shine your light for everyone to see. Seek truth with all your heart and resist the hate.

through the years through fallen tears
live long a productive life
through the barren strife
in the sequential storm
thoughts of the unborn
curse the day you were born
wait your turn
get out of line everything's quite fine
we look deeper within
to my faithful friend
Brandy over ice
makes you think twice
through shutters peak
we sprang a leak

caged barbaric pranks
no one ever likes one who drank
peal back the lucid film from my eyes
came as no surprise
stay away from those lies
a splash of life
to make you think twice

The tree of life is everlasting with great beauty to behold
Seeds may fall to the sea of green
Sheltered by the tender blades
forever reproducing life

Others fall but never rise
Falling on the shady side
On earth refusing to produce a bud
Unable to see the light

The tree of life is torn
Between the darkness and the light
Unable to conclude or choose
Which is morally right

And in all the fury
The tree of life is struck
By a bolt of indecision
And it withers to the ground

The darkness did not flourish
Nor was it enlightened with hope
And the light side lives in denial
That the dark side even exists

through the flame cover me
in sound dignity
for with what one is willing to achieve
valiantly
feel the breeze
nestled through the trees

shaped through your dreams
a piercing of the skin
new hearts to begin
again

live a beacon of light to a much hurting world in need of love
draw strength from the joy you experience day by day
lay hold of a secure foundation never nestled in the grave
be

Over the hills down the plain,
The breath of the land and the smell of grain
See the horizon afar
My heart beats with awe of you

The hand that holds the secret of man
The depth of the earth and the rise of the sky
The beauty of our world
And the mystery of life

A hand so great and the power of flight
One drifts afloat searching the way
But God is there and with his hand of love & happiness
So with trust we must look above

The kindness of your heart and the look in your eye
The sweetness of touch and the feeling of warmth
The love call of the bird and the bark of the dog
The green of the tree and the spread of the land

The cry of the child and its arms upheld,
The angel of mercy protecting us all
The meaning of life with the help of the Lord,
The joy of the world, we shall never be alone.

Life, is it really worth living for ?
I did not know until God opened the door

And there he was in the shape of a big, bright, spiritual light,
He said, Son, believeth in me and everything shall be alright

So every morning I get down on my knees and pray:
God, please let me have another clean and sober day !

Though I often have thoughts of suicide
And tell the Lord: oh, how hard I've tried

Then I asked him for a way out of this bind;
With a silent voice, he answered: my son, one day at a time

Before I called upon him I had one foot in the grave;
but like he told me, believeth in him an thou shalt be saved

When my mind and nerves become idle,
I become secluded and read the bible

So now I am saved and will always wear his sign
And will never forget the blessing he placed in mind !

Now that I've found myself and my goal
With dignity and pride I can shout out, no !

No one wants to be a drug or suicidal fanatic;
So remember, that's life through the eyes of an addict !

to climb the plain mountain
onto suffer through the laundry
suffer in silence
the quaint asunder fall

the bar fly stings
below in the basket scene
seek to let go
bustle out the tempo decor

a variation in a dream
as far as the fat lady sings
conect to extreme
lift the banner wise

a man has lice in hair
cut the corner twice
benefit for a great cause
love to hang out in the toilet

How about those Mets ?

Lift Up The Banner Of Love

lift up your heads don't be misled
through days of reached cadence let loose
don't be a reck lose to the shoes
yesterdays news will sing its blues
we must be willing to choose
light of all knowing laughter with peace
spreading the great news with dancing feet

columns of pillars languished as gold
beautiful notion of time to unfold
heroes block the vortex of the eye
a straddling passerby
why does one equate logic with fear
all should draw so ever near
all in fun with good cheer

beautiful duration of a souls fixation
tempers of fire blowing up in its fullest desire
a pathway to peace with sorted dancing fet
a good way to meet & greet
love has languished promises bares a promise
in the long run filtered through the sun

lick the sticker
a blown away *****
stand clear forgiiven
rationalize

pulse said heightened pulse up ahead
Mary ate her potato
looking out the window
she sees the in tuned harmony to the hidden beasts imaginary

light as a feather...

the light grew dim on that Sunday morning after coming from church service
outside on the patio sat an old cat named Sam who would often run when called
The village square stood a queer in distress pull back the covers from their eyes
A beat of the clock in the town's square sought for solace amidst the turmoil
life brings on excess waste to taste make no mistake some call it fate as of late
bury me deep in the sand try to understand the way of the undertaker's hand
feeling the breeze beneath the trees chaps cut off at the knees spreading its disease

we often falter to reclaim busy staying in the game at in the zone feeling alone
got eyes that seem so very sweet got dancing feet stand to repeat

There is a brightened light within us all

In radiant sight through its weary decor
A pivotal call to look ahead
The more you sow the less you shed
An armchair memorial onto its beckoning call

In the great distance through its coral light

A brightened spot where a light house piers bright
Through foolish dreams that may shake in flight
An anchor now holds to forget the night
Outside in caged fury as a lantern inside

In fallen leaves asunder which then run away & hide

Just as we know that the sun may rise
Without fail every dawn
We can essentially fully trust in God
In moments of blackened darkness

Yet the light house still stands as a lasting reminder

To always think positive amidst adversity
Through uncertain times leading to caged fury
When the whole entire world seems to be a bit crazy
Quite in a bit in a hurry

The light house still continues to stand

~

In Ardent Meadows

Fallen dew on the ground in ellaborate form
To subside in timeless appease a call
To delve in the ambiance of its elaborate form
Silence has a clear motive as a delicate appreciation to form;

Silence has a very conclave yet clear motive
As an appreciation to its form
In Ardent Meadows
Some may lay helpless as in a caged fury

Others ponder its forbidden resolution as in some societal social outcast...

Yet service has been negated in its twisted formation
Gone our all the days to frolic in a haze
Being stuck in a hole as a mouse is in its maze
We chase after things as in sifted wheat in the wind

Strong holds approach in its visible light

We have given into evil compromise ungrateful taste
In swollen features in a covered face
Our logic in its tainted form
To appease the solution from its plausible norm

Some may even curse the day they were actually born
To summon a sweltering demise as in a viable solution
A viable taunt within mediocre resolution
In vegetation will reach its nost curious solution

~
Romancing The Stone

Wandering as in a nomadic tribe blnded eyes

Within its swollen asps in taunt to fear
To carry on in its plausible tear
In reluctant demise one word to its wise
With chosen asps we have such a strong hold of shame

Yet who our we to blame

An army of desolate yet angry men
A given chance at which to humbly depend
Within sweltering heat the blood shed in our street
These are violent times

We then evoke tempers with fire to soothe our desire

Still the story unfolds as the pages are turned
For one heart will soar while the other is soon to burn
In passion or intellect as in its caged fury to fire
A warm desire in logic nor that in heavy fear

For I had shed a single tear to numb it's inner pain

Just not having her in my arms was driving me insane
Romancing the stone never leave a poor heart alone
Every night & every day are troubles are slipping away;

~

Today I Can See

Today I can see beyond the hidden pain in a dream

In virtual sadness leaving man totally insane
Today I can see a very narrow way
Reflective in a given sense to wallow in a dream
With reflective solemn moments in silent stream

Gone our all the days we used to social frolic in a haze

Today I can see a given sense of pride inside
Yet to negate in its initial humility
A barrage of faint whispers amidst timeless chatter
Today I can see a new monastic way of existence matter

Today I can fully understand the approach that a novice will take;

Some may even stand in horror instead of filled cheer
Today I can visibly see a vision that will accept equality
Many our in the game yet where are the even playing,
Today I can see nobody questions anymore

There is no mutual freedom as it once was before

Others negate biblical truth for what is based in a lie
Today I can see a promise rather the turning of the tide
Where as others simply equate logical persuasion
By which to humbly run away & hide;

Today I can visibly see a totally different story
Some have emmersed in fatal toxic caged fury
Others contemplate the jest or that of some hung jury.

A small child will often dream
of far off places with kings and queens
Even a kingdom by the sea
A princess lying on soft pillows
Works in her garden
A small fairy would often visit
She would live on light & love
This was from up above
Wandering in an enchanted forest nearby alone
Cold hearts would drift there from the underworld
She twirled a stick in the forest
A zombie creature grabbed & bit her leg
She poked its nose with her stick
There after the princess grew very ill
Then the king paid her a visit
"My child what can i do for you" ?
Her parting words were," Capture the zombie and **** it".
Then she died
The king then summoned his troops
To do the noble deed and capture the zombie
Then finally corned this creature & killed it by chopping off its head
Now is was dead.
A monument was put in for the princess legacy.
Light & love would be etched from her dear memory.

Light My Fire
love as a scent good cause to ask Bucky Dent
elapse for sure a mountain the is pure.
The trees..spreading the disease
open your heart creation
cry out my window

no reason to be sad
the pillow & grab
silence the want nor leave
what are you most willing to receive

Light my fire
strength is the most biggest desire
in the shade of mere most
like a lost seagull outside on the coast

Calamity spreads his ***** wings
Like a vulture, preying on the old and weak
The helpless children, shaking and shivering
But for a mother's touch

In the dim twilight, quiet red on the horizon
We kiss him goodbye, slowly and torturously
With dry, cracked lips and burnt, peeling skin
The ache heavy in our shoulders and hearts restless for sunrise

He spreads his dusty wings cautiously, looking back
But we do not. He flies away
Slowly, heavily, weighted down by so much death and disease
He is a sickness growing weary

Dying embers of a campfire,
Mostly smoking, choking out the last bit of orange
Heat as the moon makes a final exit from the sky
He flies into a reborn sun

Reborn as we will be with the light on our faces
A dingy feather lying still on the ground, a reminder
He is a ghost now, a whisper, a silence
But ready, always ready to return

rhymes are fond spot out to shine
drink a 40 to my head got to go to bed
walk a mile in your path do the math
as I see this world through these lenses
Tommy bed & butter

was ****** up had to do things in reverse
blown in pillows master for none
with a back pack of Estradim;
lolipop

in the end we both lost our girlfriend
Tommy with lasagna,
playing his guitar

if nothing changes then nothing chances...
rhymes like new wrap Eminem out on the soup in
leg crush late night *****
get your head crushed

got a nine in my head pull the trigger now where dead
call me shots a middle means a lot

Here's a little story that needs to be heard
about an old couple who lived in the hood
firecrackers blazing outside there window pane
folks had insisted the couple was insane
take heed to the reader as best as you can
the old Oscar man had a definite plan
fine capabilities blown up in desire
would play his Sly & Family Stone song, "Want to take you higher":.
his wife was a clean freak wanted everything neat & tidy
at night the old man used to show her his hyney
nothing phony when they were both broke with no money
they made a journey to O.T.B trying to get the honey
in time they would both shine like an ivory tower
busting moves even if they had a hip replacement
yet this story gets deeper then ever before
when in a drive by the struck old man Oscar in the left eye
now they must confess that some of life was a great test
they then spent most of their time huddled inside
no more painting the town and shooting pool
they lived by a different type of rule
folks we need to take it all in let me begin

yesterday was such a simple game they used to play
awe but then let's face it its easier today
you can always occupy your time with a fine wine, dine & sixty nine
kick it to the curb as if you have heard
those sensational voices with choices
never did the old couple grow apart
even when the old man let out a ****
it was a brand new start when he got shot
made that homeboy think a lot
invested his time with love seeking a new vibration
together they both his the golden age of 100
it isn't any wonder all those sweet thoughts that they discovered
many folks today like to work undercover rather then to discover
love was the essence of their meager existence let's learn to shun each resistance
at every circumstance we can all learn to take part in the dance
with second chances that your higher power advances
so the moral of the story is love in a song
it advanced Rodney King's philosophy, "Can't we all just get along" ?
Like Slick Rick I like to tell a nice story so why I even worry.

she drifts to a world of fantasy
the drifting Redwood falls below the surface
alone she sits in her lucid dream
her very soul permeates a reason for being
into a darkened forest with zombie creatures
husks of bitter matter on their being
long viscious fangs that drip blood off side
inside she hides away from its gloom
yet she takes a step into this vast domain
watches a nearby swan in the lake
the is in her a direct correlation between love and hate
some call this fate yet she still seeks for a reason for being

with a hand across her heart she makes a timeless dart onto a barren path
there she can breath in the silence of her own thoughts
next the wolves come across her scent then she runs away
looks back into a vast expanse of eyes piercing through the very fabric of her soul
she screams with intense fervor to futher the moment
then at last there was peace the sun dashes in on her frame
a cause to rejoice as she smiles with the reluctance of immeasurable bliss

heads in the street
lust for love
viscous fangs that bite
evil minds that plug destruction

corporate greed
drain the swamp
violation of the innocent
faces, hands & feet

A challenge to be free is a question of time
the handwriting is on the wall
women's liberation heading across the nation
voices with choices

abortion rights
never relent to give up the fight
eyes with tombstones in their head
the land of the walking dead

no one stands up for themselves anymore
lest I implore
Trump is in office
were being plagued with clowns

gun rights
we got to labor for the legal tender
never surrender
faces in the window storms in the night

equal right & justice

we grumble to get discovered
still why do we even bother
the mere sound of silence
amidst the violence

beyond its beckoning plough
to discover each other
running further
far from disorder

stand as a filter
amidst the evil eye
come sit near my pale sister
learn to treasure

to discover each other
is it any wonder
run for shelter
try to stay together
to lead each other home

smoldering duration of piercing eyes lurking
searching & seeking in the midnight blood
portals filled with vast darkened madness
Torn

eyes, hands & face
following headlong at the seams
the mind is vast has many connections
some are lost torn to a world of scorn

Scientists search for a reason to believe yet what ?
there the tool of the government & industry to
they have bitten off more then they could chew
Liquid torn illumination

hearts are beating today to the brigade of doom
death is there plight having viscous fangs that bite
eyes with spots having holes
others ponder there flight in the midnight air

As a space ship looks down to planet earth
looking on to the immense expanse of space & time
to look into the vast domain with an inner torn reflection
the inner mind is fixed with noise pollution

that's why many cleave to suicide as a solution
they hide behind the dark hidden garb of compromise
Can't we each see through all those lies
At death's door there is an immediate sting

the illumination of love in its twilight aura of revolution
everyone believes in something but what ?
no one questions anymore no one has a voice
having eyes with tombstones in their heads

these are desolate time yet we settle for ill but faded rhymes
still a human heart won't beat something it can't
we each have to find what's true & false
the marching orders are for sure follow the golden rule

Inside My Mind
sought through ivy pinions away from its climb
sorrowful
searching...
on a plate of grass will follow
such as a room nor equated place you shall go
stand here complete bump past the window
find an old lady in shawl
history
electricity

hoodlum at the knees
shadow beneath buried near the debris
oh habitat...near heart attack we humbly agree
shadows block the mere vortex of one's mind
zipper to the blind
sunshine
giving room to shine

lost as in cousin pressed below the button
Here in April,
the prairie wind at my back

Hope springs a new
On a cloud in heaven
Stand a heavenly little angel
With mere beauty of crystalized light
Golden emblems encrusted their frame
Sweet songs drifting to a very faint whisper
Eyes, hands & face
A real message sent down to earth
To care for those lonely souls all alone
There beauty is a surprise to encounter
Slipping through locked doors to appear
Many have shed a tear to numb the inner pain
Causing accidents not to happen
They appear in the form of brightened miracles
We see them with a heart all a glow
Come to the birth of a new born baby
Come to servicemen who just joined the navy
You will see them at a graveyard setting
Even among gamblers who do there betting
There all around us you see
For all of life is but a mystery

pierced hearts come to fruition
upon the weight of the day
cold hearts in derision along life's merry way
living on the edge and it's going to me head
to taste the fine milk of the ancients
let them begin to prowl like a kitten
you see my marks hidden in the dirt
have plum pudding for desert
why should I begin to attampt to flirt
there are better days when dreams take flight
the coward in the night

Release Me...
locked into a spin
no where to begin
lest to affect the robotic pass
give a good kick in the ***...

locked inside an oceanic groove
shades of grass out of peoples field
release me...
the coach in your backyard;

Supporter in coats invasion
a daily supporter
Facebook even check full force in effect
release me...

stand out man goes ahead of you
turnip on toast to build you
release me...
belief on Twitter

in a caged barbaric frenzy from a tale of long ago
there lived in desolation on a barren island
wolves in there own habitation
out of the fascination they would eat as scavengers in danger
often in peril a lost soul from the outer banks would land on its premises
alone and uncharmed he would rise to pillage
all of a sudden out of no where the wolves would come
long hanging viscous fangs that bite with fright dripping blood off side
there would be nothing left to the poor soul ***** up in maggot infested drool...
authorities got word that the island had these creatures on it
they had summoned a search party that would retrieve these brute beasts
it started to rain on the night that they first decided to search
darkened barren forest with the unknown residence
for the first couple of days getting stuck in a haze
but the brave men journeyed to capture these beasts
fire was brought in to light the path in the heat of the night
suddenly two eyes appeared & arose with fear
jumped on the militia men and frightened them
there was a toxic zombie look in the creatures eyes
the authorities wasted no time and rounded the beasts up
much to there surprise they were quite harmless after all
yet the order were announced to lock up the wolves
for many weeks would pass having every reason to grasp
the final decision was made an order to **** the wolves on spot
but I never forgot about where they were and where they came
a firing squad did the horrible deed & they were no more
yet there memory lingers on in poetry & song

Lock Up The Wolves 2

I listen to my words but they fall far below
I'll never make the same mistake
carnality lifting through the extreme
blinded decorum of harmful interludes
there isa cave with evil twisted ways
caverns filled with darkened conclaves
dark viscous fangs that bite dripping blood off side

the highway indian spirit burning riding on Hell's highway
the sound of a motorcycle engine exploding
a sound of laughter beneath it's swell
a highway to Hell
decorated plains headed as nomadic tribesmen
darkened caverns of high volume of steel
in the darkened dungeon in the pit of death
when no one cares or gives a ****
the motorcycle gang was coming out swinging
a crowd of social anarchy in the midst
the less a man thinks then so he does
we sweep things underneath the rug
here we celebrate in a new caged swing
the way the fallen apart at the seams
the wolves were in a tragic scene
things falling apart at the seams
beady little eyes with blood off side
locked away in the solitude of the moment
caged barbaric conquest through the battle
black smoke of radiating heavy metal exploits

look at...

clouds & chipmunks
underneath it all we are after the same thing
poetry..the stuff deep inside of me
burning in anguish frozen ***
closet breath with mothball scent
here I hide between the frozen chew
look at my elbow parked outside my window
order form...

look at the magazine soft **** inside
the billows be your guide
soft hand to speak
stand still & repeat
Led Zepplin song remains the same
a grocery date with Stop & Shop's,"Marty"...

a token of well gestures
*** Wee Hermon jerking off in the bathroom
although widows peak summoned to the barn door swing
minutes to breath with *** on the beach

God is still in my heart through a latent guide
thoughts of underware..
come as good as it gets..
Major Jackson & Louise Gluck,
spring down with action
pillows with cashmere attire;
I sip on the magic potion
away from the casino tight token
breath in the sweet tense,

John Ashbery dead at 90
a slight riddle in the sand verticle
a double work slight of hand...
Rooster gay friend
he will be missed in another pardon kiss
people, faces & traces

So life is tough, what else is new
No reason to despair
There's not a human on this earth who doesn't get his share
Now you can dwell on all your ills,
feel sorry and blue,
and only see the gloomy side
in everything you do
But don't you know you have a lot to be so happy for ?
Just look at those who have it worse,
and see the good side more.
Do you have eyes ?
Why don't you see ?
the beauty all around.
A loved one's face, a flower, a smile,
First snowflakes on the ground
Do you have ears ?
Then listen good to music in the air
Hear children laugh, and birds sing out,
and voices everywhere
Do you have legs ?
Then take a walk, and feel how free you are
and so muck happier then some,
who cannot move that far
There's always someone in this world,
who's much worse off than you
So don't count what you haven't got,
let what you have come through
Look at the good side of life,
no matter just how small,
Appreciate all that you have,
and make the most of it all.

Look Out My Window

what do I see a belly looking back at me
traffic in catastrophe live in longevity
make music with my mind casting from behind
noise pollution to be found with a yawn
just to make believe in your heart;
loose to pull some teeth ****** with a sheet
look out my window with a smile
just to know a great while
burning bridges across the river Nile;
charmed to cope in the ivory scope
thin minds rob the roof so blind
charm to harm

walk with me through the passage of time
look to the hills hence comes my help
warm embrace spread abroad the place
make no mistake each step that we take call it fate

dig deeper then ever before
trying to even the score
shadows block the vortex from the eye
linger on in transient thought

to pour out the cadence
amidst the plot
to humbly think a lot
we each go through things

another door bells rings