Yes i Will


Don't know what your thinking any more
   about
How come i see you in my bedroom yesterday
   at night
This mind is but a figment of the
   never more
The car drives by the camera
   1963
  
I was not here until so timeless
   recently
Why do i think i own the universe
   again
Saw you in my bedroom twice again
   last night
You were not there i know a ghost in
   darkest light
  
  
If i could touch you one more time i would
   my love
The ecstasy the fantasy is but a dream
   my love    
My future is a bookmark on this page
   of life
Never been to heaven hell just seems
   so wrong
  
Called you by your name last night in bed
   alone
A life of happiness is just a life
   of strife
Knew eternity a time ago
   yes i did
Give it up for one more day with you
   yes i will

What Day Was This

Burnt the bridges
   can't go back
      on purpose
Just a forward step
   into a fog of life
      on purpose
  
Can't predict the future
   pay your bills on time
      unless life lets you
Go to work yesterday
   just like today again
      if life lets you
  
We stand tall and strong
   till the mindless mallet falls
      as is always
Cry till the tears stop
   the mindless comfort comes
      as is always
  
Time tolls it's bell
   a rhythm in our mind
      what else is there
To look into the past
   just reflections in our mind
      what else is there

Went to the store
   bought this life of small
      imagination
Called out your name
   in my dreams you are gone
      i will miss you

Haiku 13

what i saw a long
   time ago, was truly new
in this short small life

Stormy Sea

if on a dark and stormy sea
   washed with cold and spray
i see a lighthouse calling me
   i will gladly turn away
  
want the travail of the wind
   want the cold and spray
harbour is an earthly place
   no place for me to be

Not Here

came across a thought yesterday
   that said i was not here
saw it    don't believe it    no sir no
   i wonder what is real
  
the nations are a figment
   of thought in mind alone
yet here i live in a country
   imagining it my home
  
called a god to witness
   what i thought was truly true
no answer came but clear clear thought
   it's only me and you
   it's only me and you
  
saw a spirit yesterday
   forty years ago
was he heaven   was he hell
   maybe you will know
  
this time i am a breathin
   was this the only one
remember me from long ago
   mother   daughter   son
  
called a lake a river
   called the darkness light
been to hell and back again
   we are the only ones
   we are the only ones

My Sweet Love

don't know where i'm going
but a dream in your mind
hold me tight tonight oh baby
i'm flying hold me tight

called you out into the midnight
you came oh baby know it's right
sleeping hear in cold cold midnight

wrapped in warm of love
wrapped in warm of love

hear me now i've talked forever
ever ever speaking loud
hear the voice inside your head love
you are the one and kind

love love love love
love love love love

long long ago

give me a sixlet baby
i'll give you a 5 some x 2

Haiku 12

Is there time for us
Time is but a mind notion
You live in my mind

Haiku 11

call it miracle
the child survived a car crash
the common happens

Haiku 10

if the time is gone
for us to be together
then time is for nought

Just Now

the crazy ends
   i'm going home
there's never been
   a place i've born
  
there is no past
   no future ken
just now
   forever been

Called

called a lecture
   at the coffee shop
no one showed
   but me and my cup
  
proclaimed to the walls
   my fantasies of words
no one denied
   my ignorance
  
but i heard an echo
   speaking softly
the coffee machine
   gurgling softly
  
and i fell in love

Haiku 9

a push of culture
it is a finite circle
a pull of culture

April 29, 2018,,2

you know that image
   in your mind
you thought was him or her
   totally    a reality
of imagination, cartoonish even
   what else is there but this

April 29, 2018

you know that image
    that computer image
made with 3d graphics
    totally a creation of
an imagination, cartoonish even,
    i really like her ****

Haiku 8

you are hear and now
the time for me is past now
i leave here now hard

"Again"

if i could change anything
   in the 62 years past
i wouldn't
   not because
  
i was so happy
   i wasn't
      not because

i was so courage's
   i wasn't
      not because
  
i accomplished
   i haven't
  
i'm just to **** tired
   to do it again

"To Never Be Quiet Again"

To never be quiet again i pray
To sing of bones and teeth
And soaring birds
Of change eternal transmuting
The aggregate of we
To newer dreams unthought
Till seen in the moment arisen
Of monkeys contemplating in trees
Of vibrating mind stuff
Incarnate oscillations
Neither existence nor non existence
But the fullness of the inexpressible
The beauty of no shape
No form
No archetype but the make believe
The source of breath
The source of sight
The source of consciousness
Infinite variety bewildering to ignorance
To birth and death continuous
Till birth and death transcended
The exhilarating mystery of motive power
Of Himalayan hillsides
Prayer flags in the wind
Hammer and chisel stone work
Snow
And the virtuous wishes of all
Sentient beings
Amen

"Wordsmithery"


To proclaim the power inherent

"Two Worlds"

Two worlds there are
       we've slid
       into this one
       unawares

       imaginated universe
       and
       percepted universe

       one coin
       dream side up

"Touch Me"


The pictures on the wall
Are varied and beautiful
Look at me, not them.
Fresh, plump, ripe, strawberries
And cream, beckon
Desire me, not them.
Men and women talking, moving
To and fro, in and out
Touch me.

"To Uncle's"

The sun is shining, the sky is blue,
The meadows are fresh with morning dew,
The trees sigh softly upon the hill,
A Blue jay sounds it's merry trill,
And along the path from the valley below
Two children laugh and play as they go
To the house of their uncle who peacefully lives
Up high on the mountain side. Anticipation gives
A burst of speed to the feet of the happy children
As they crash through the door unbidden,
And startle the old man by the fireside.
But no amount of feigned irritation could hide
The joy now shining from that weathered face,
As into his loving arms his nephews race.

"usa is us a"



a society of a little bit of

                           this and that

                                     is usa and usa is us a

   demonic jewel thief

                         of evil intent

                                                  or

   money bags buys

                                   the big blue world

                     on sale cheap

                              cuzz we manipulated

     the price             and made it              cheap

                      by knocking out

          the competition

                                       without worry bout

                    collateral damage

                                              the dead don't blead

                or

                                  birthplace of the compassionate

    rich !

                                     promised

                        miracle of capitalism

                                                                ­on its way

           though not here

                                                                ­      yet

   just gotta have faith

                                      baby

                                                     just gotta have faith

                                       really                        

          you can hear one

                                              breathin

                      just lean close and

                                                        listen

"Where Is"

Where is the unity?
Within service.
Where is the love?
Within indifference.
Where is the power?
Within surrender.
Where is the future?
Within now.

"What Is?"

truth, is a pacifier,
comforting and calming.

truth, is something
to hang on to, giving
a false sense of control.

truth, is an individual
and temporary construct,
of murky human thought.

Truth, is known
only to God,
if God exists.

"Used To"


Dead people used to
Haunt me
And drag me back
Screaming to sorrow
No longer
Shall they command
A heartfelt tear
I choose the breathing
And the living
To touch me
Now

"Together En-mass"

Together en-mass we drink vibrations
Torrenting from electronic multiplication boxes
Stacked repeatedly with fore-knowledge
Of manipulation formulas learned
Consciously or unconsciously no matter
For we are here and sit and expose ourselves
To the rhythmic pounding onslaught
To feel and re-feel a froth of stimulation
Which gorges the ego in its blind efforts
To consummate the universe in order to believe
In its own fabricated existence as genuine

true # 7

i've seen some real mean
son's of *******
saying they were sorry
with tears in there eyes

"Think..."

Think act feel feel act
Act feel think feel think feel
Act act feel think think
Think act feel act think act
Feel feel think act act think
Act feel think think act feel
Act feel ................

"The Visionary"



He is never where they look
Unless by accident they pierce him
The communal streets are crowded with the dominant pattern
Happy happy as real as it can possibly be
He is not there with them set in time and lock step
Curiouser than stubble on a young girls cheek
Like **** of a boar hog
Not able to leap anything
Just a drop in the bucket
The bucket in the ocean
And its ocean all the way down

Haiku Six

a time of silence
drifts the consciousness to love
what is better loud

Yellow Stone

i came across a yellow stone
     million years in making
long ago there was a name
     a shape for everything

in the beginning was the word
     the word was god,,, with god
let's find again the old language
     a silent solvent of word

Caught  

caught you in a moment of openness
you said you love me
to late,  can't take it back
what are we going to do now :)

"Wide Eyes"


Wide eyes stare everywhere
Quickly quickly
See it
Faster faster
No time for sanity
Must be off
Got to be moving
Got to run
Around in circles is OK
Quickly quickly
Move move
Faster faster
Don't stop

"You"

I, half whole, stumbled
Often along my way.
Dragging the weight of errors
Added to disease.
Near blind, I cursed the chaos
In darkness,
Not even knowing there were
Lights to be lit.
And my living heart bled.
Three quarters dead and dying
I reached outside myself
For help,
You were there

"You Dream"

I thought leaving you behind was possible
insanity gross big ego of me
better than you? No this mind is but a peer through
mucky water turbulent illusion i jerkily dancing
in a dream world with a you dream fearing
if i stop !        you will be offended

"Why Even Try"

Why even try to name the nameless
Why even shape any shape
Only to ungrasp the form created
Tainted with conceptual suffering
From the root throughout eventually
Holding no thing when it happens
In an unpredictable flash of moment?

To ease the pain of healing

"There Is"

there is no difference
       between
receiver and giver
giver and receiver

"The Place"


I have been to a place
Between my ears
Called hell
It is a destination
We all arrive at
Sooner or later
Many
Painfully painfully
Pass through
Some
Painfully painfully
Live there

Till they die

"The Pickle"

The suffering the happiness
The you inbetween
Or in spite of

Each mind must taste the ever
On its own
And judge a universe thereby

"The Howling"

The howling independent self phantom
Of the egoid crumbles rainbow features
Born au natural to give us this
Eternity pin ***** conscious aggregate
Now here and bearing without knowledge
Light and dark dream shapes reality worlds
Stimulus response desire fear wheel-go-rounds

go home


saw a moment old again
new again you are my friend
where are the people
where are the people
where are the people
are you one

where are the people
where are the people
the puppets abound
are you one

was afraid just let them in
they hurt someone
a coward i was
are you one

where are they from
in front your face
let them pass
our disgrace

where are the people
where is the one
where are the people
here and now

future is what you make it
are you trying, or just lying
dreamed a dream, long ago
did not live it chance is gone

i'm dying, till i try
i'm dying, till i try
try can be, misery
i'm dying, till i try

go home go home go home go home
go home go home go home

go home

the Stoffers hid the ****** globs
in the field of glen rice
good fertilizer,  good hiding
after a few days it could not be
scanned as anything other than excrement

Closen knew the Stoffers tricks
but could not scan due to protocol
each expel of energy was recorded
classified and supervised by the
KLen government.. an expenditure
of energy meant lives lost.

Closen knew this from the time
when he could remember. His father,
a corporal of the KLen, was able to
feed his family enough.  No raids,
no evictions, no riots,
not in his sector.

he did what he could when he could
and was loyal to the KLen
a strong wise man, in a time
of turmoil, choosing.
Closen was a good man

dah dah dah dah

see you in the morning sunlight
see you naked by the door
saw you last night in the moonlight
you're the one yes i adore

doesn't matter who calls who babe
even if there's such thing more
dreaming of you in the moonlight
only till i see you more

dah dah dah dah
dah dah dah dah

no place else to go my sweet love
now's enough for me and you
call it freedom of the soul love
sweetest love just me and you

doesn't have to last forever
here and now is us happy
whatever's left of our pleasure
a piece of heaven for us seen

dah dah dah dah
dah dah dah dah

Haiku 5

was there misery
beyond the scope of the now
that smalls happiness

First Love

my first love
she said ouch
i withdrew

birds

the birds
    do not move

"Sonnets From a Conversation With a Friend XXXII "

I heard on the radio a killing
Frenzy by humans      malignant contagion
Of heart circling the planet on thought winds
We cannot help it it is our conditioning
To death in this times pain momentum we
Don't have to smoke shoot-up pop drink yell hit
But oh the urge moves us beyond our strength
Threshold we fall down to animus heart
Part of this age might as well admit it
To see it perhaps to stop creating
It preconscious survival curse my blood
Better than your blood more deserving of
Life illusion core sentient paradigm
Moving hands to **** the lesser others

Airhead

airhead,be airhead
airhead,be airhead

wondered what i's gonna be
slept till noon, memory

fleeting lost, don't remember
what's the cost, forever never

called a friend, wasn't there
been a lover, and airhead

pay you back, in next life
kiss my ***, it don't exist

can you be, a memory
after death, i do not see

airhead, be airhead
not an orbit, no no no

orbit better than i know
cosmic man flying free

earth bound me, misery
call it all i do not see

bean to heaven, been to hell
just some word's, in my skull

no place running, no place hide
no big choice, live or die

who are you, see you near
do not care, why you're here

just like you, live or die
cosmic blister, in my eye

let's get free tonight
let's get free tonight

let's get free tonight
let's get free tonight

Oblivion!!!!!!!

"You Are My Mother"

You are my mother again
And again i am yours in return
Through cyclic return we are motion
Entwined without moving from formless
We form a clear union of mirrors
Eternally holding the image
Of each of the wavelets rebounding
From edges of cosmos created
By selves of the sentient beings
That wander and wonder forever
Till bursting to light