"10 w 1 mw"

where is reality?   seeing it
but   i don't see ****!

"10 w 2 mw"

here it is again    me
gravity is free    procession    obligatory

" 10 w 3 mw"

how to be compassionate    start
out small    and work up

"10 W 4 mw"

I see you   in the past
I want you  now

was there a time
   long ago
      that i met you

keep on keeping on never stop breathing
   free no place to flop
keep breathin walk walk step
   keep on breathing don't forget

feel the heartache keep on breatin
   hurts so much life oh baby
breathin breathin never stop
   your not here if you don't fit

oh baby oh baby oh baby oh baby
   do wah do wah do wah do wah

all food costs money my
   poetry is free   you betcha

it is impossible to explain
   forever and one second are the same
without your time just make believe

18/9/20

have i said this before
have i dreamed this before
or is it now,,,,,,,, i say
a word or two

call the name of the demon
call the name of the lord
where is the truest meaning
in the beginning was the word

i will live forever
in the spiritual thoughts of many
i will live till i don't remember
the fragrant thoughts of many

peace be unto you my friend
abscense of conflict is peace
external circumstance is not the end
but soft is internal surcease

flabby warrior
sits on riverbank
katana drops

we are a no one
in the realm of never was
we create the world

dad was a strong man
mom a deep old soul
i have all the tools

three hundred pound woman
screaming my children are starving
saw it and just cried

haiku 22/1/7a

the difficulty
the clamor the tumult the
peace the wonderful

dolma walks the earth
touches loves honors people
she is a mountain

"40 yrs of Ignorance"




this tool of magnificence
        this body
                this form
        soon to be
                   fertilizer
                       smoke
                   empty vessel

the wandering mist
        has left the building
               again
                    and again

we are here
          we are aggregate
                what the hell is choice ?
                          move if you are able

the vagarie pulse
          the urge to bark
                  the push to bite
        the     why oh dear god why ! ! ?

i would not have believed it
           if i had not done the experiment
                         myself

ready or not
               the 40 yr curse
                          the power flow unsteerable

     was part a ******* sugar buzz

and that aint no ******* man

         that aint     no     bull     ****

"Above"




i send you my love you return it

       empty with polite knives

what happens will happen without you

       now

      unknowing gold drops from your busy fingers

  sojourner

            point of light

                       cool waters

                                     beauty

      in a beautiful world the sun shines always

above the dark clouds          above the hurricanes

above the atomic blasts          above the meteor dust

above the empty ocean canyons circling the globe

                the sun shines always

                             and i send you my love

i saw a bunch of children
playing games upon a board

i was a nasty child then
did not know that i would

do nothing but perpetuate
a memory of hate

sorry brothers
hope you have escaped

what is it you want from me
but acknowledgement of your existence

i see you i hear you, don't care much
no offense,, how often do you think of me

"A Country Sunset"

Dogs bound along the road.
Hogs squeal their hunger. A toad
Flees to safety from tabby's chase.
Trees sway in the wind. Sol's face
Slowly hides behind the corn
Sleepily, till dawn reborn.

"A Country Sunset"

Dogs bound along the road.
Hogs squeal their hunger. A toad
Flees to safety from tabby's chase.
Trees sway in the wind. Sol's face
Slowly hides behind the corn
Sleepily, till dawn reborn.

Dogs bound along the road.
Hogs squeal their hunger. A toad
Flees to safety from tabby's chase.
Trees sway in the wind. Sol's face
Slowly hides behind the corn.
Softly till next reborn

Shall we stand
Upon the brink
And gossip about those
Others?
How they live, and smell
And talk?
It keeps our minds
Off of the pain
The death, the sadness
We wish did not exist
But does
Sooner or later
We must see
If we do not look
Voluntarily
Something, somehow
Will force us to
Unless we die first
Which happens quite a lot
Actually

the sky was blue the clouds were grey
the sun shone now and then
she came to me from far away
her name was Adolen

Adolen oh Adolen you tore my world
in two
never saw a women since that
looked as sad as you

we travelled on to here and there
and walked a grassy field
we wondered and we wandered near
an edge that did not yield

the echoes from the fallen down
controlled our glassy stare
you lept into the near beyond
i did not follow there

Adolen oh Adolen you tore my world in two
never loved a girl so much that
was a sad as you

Adolen oh Adolen you tore my world in two
never saw a women since that
was a sad as you

the sky was blue the clouds were grey
   the sun shone now and then
she came to me from far away
   her name was Adolen

Adolen oh Adolen you tore my world
   in two
never seen a woman since with
   heart as sad as you

we travelled on to here and there
   and walked a grassy field
we wondered and we wandered near
   an edge that did not yield

the echoes of the fallen down
   controled our glassy stare
you lept into the near beyond
   i did not follow there

Adolen oh Adolen you tore my world
   in two
never loved a girl so much that
   was as sad as you

" A Dream "

a dream a float a wonderful
next arrives again
expel the moment dangerous
a mindless thought to tell

no time is but a powerful
lament of ken
the wasteland is a bogerous
adamant fell

adamant fell adamant fell
no thought has ever been
beyond the movement of a man
nor memories to tell

i gave her advice she did not want,,,,,a hug is all

I exists after the fact of judgment reflex
Movement we don't see we but be the wave form
Creation totality divided up
Survival purpose necessity
Compassion
The think beat first vibration
Big bang cause effect swirling
Of the this

Zed Alpha Alpha
Bravo Charlie
Whiskey Whiskey Delta

Zed Alpha Alpha
Bravo Charlie
Whiskey Whiskey Delta

Zed Alph Alpha
Bravo Charlie
Whiskey Whiskey Delta
       (repeat)

"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

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!!!!!!!

i aint afraid of nothing
   but myself
myself is all there is

i can see me sometimes clearly
   but mostly
cloud of doubt

called the ghosts of heaven
   to fill me
with all blessings

sometimes see the the devil
   in a fog
of make believe

myself is all there is

i aint afraid of nothing
   but myself
myself is all there is

i can see me sometimes clearly
   but mostly
cloud of doubt

called the ghosts of heaven
   to fill me
with all blessings

sometimes see the the devil
   in a fog
of make believe

myself is all there is

Tickle my fancy
And I will praise you
Well
Flatter my ego
And I shall return
Often
Even at a high price
To earn my obedience
But convey me to a state
Of comfort and ease

     I am yours

i bow at the alter in
the church of imperfection
and pray softly here again
in storm of life confusion

i bow at the alter in
the church of imperfection
and pray softly here again
in storm of life confusion

"Amber Noise"


The amber noise of sunrise
       the sable dead tonight
And in between a spectrum
       of beings sentient
Accost the earth with myriad feet
       pounding as a drum
A frantic beat of busyness
       gild vestibule of mind

There seems no end to the infinite
Variety of choices for some
Yet limits that shape our days and dreams
Are societies more common norm

True freedom a plaything in never
Never land i fear to see and say
A flashy bright illusion fooling
The mind in its momentary way

The money masters enslave themselves
And pull the thought strings with greed's intent
Profit their god they bow in their chains
To bleed the masses without relent

"And Choose"


I awake
And choose the way
To live the day
Habits of repetition
Form thoughts and movements
Of dim incompetence
This shall continue
Until I awake
And choose a new way
To live the day

"And So It Goes"

A wee little bird
Craps on my forehead.
I want to **** him!
But I have no gun
That I may shoot the
Filthy ******* with.
So, I think I will
Yell at you instead.

Children laugh in their innocent play
A young man loves his wife today
A twice worn dress is thrown away
        And the world is human.

An unknowing child is lost then found
A bleeding man attracts a crowd
The carousing deaf like their music loud
        And the world is human.

A ****** man has a love for life
A pious man berates his wife
A robust man knows pain and strife
        And the world is human.

In all the lands there's old and new
And time flows on for me and you
There are many wonders left it's true
        And the world is human.

"And The World Is Human"

Children laugh in their innocent play
A young man loves his wife today
A twice worn dress is thrown away
        And the world is human.

An unknowing child is lost then found
A bleeding man attracts a crowd
The carousing deaf like their music loud
        And the world is human.

A ****** man has a love for life
A pious man berates his wife
A robust man knows pain and strife
        And the world is human.

In all the lands there's old and new
And time flows on for me and you
There are many wonders left it's true
        And the world is human.

Anxious running thoughts
Exhaust the mind juice
Just as intended
Head trips surely block
Back to the dark
Our heart's pain
Yet only briefly
Is it dimmed

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 ****

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

" A Rose"

Kissing a rose is such an innocent boy
who is not aware at all he's a picture
gone and dead in India of dusty plants and streets
i miss the pointless activity it produced so much
of what you want oh universe i've bled you a book
gold on the hoof creation is its own reward pity
the alarm clock slaves the t.v. slaves society slaves
those who want and want yet do not have what they want and want
seems new when its you but its almost as old as rock
maybe even that is what rock is excreted mind getting cold
space is the place of chaos and fractals are what we are
perhaps if the door opens we'll see a little hamster running
on a treadmill look in the mirror at your furry face
but heh if you earn enough dough to buy apple pie
a la mode move those little legs baby faster is better
if that's your bag you're holding the key to every door is
right here all the time it feels good to be a doorman
open wide and run like hell works for some but i'm a walker
with pointed teeth crawling inside a haunted tree saw it
saw you see you used to hate you cuz you showed me myself
not a perfect me in not a perfect world imperfections everywhere
all the time part of the view not all of it do i deny south by looking
north no but if i needed to go south i need to go for it okay but
till then north is cool just point the brain and it automatically
does the rest if its working right that is right to live right to breath
for now gone any second maybe if i work hard enough or yell loud enough
or drink shoot-up pop smoke enough crack i won't notice when it happens

as a dead bird drops i fall into a silent place
with echoes upon echoes of mind moving itself
and i scream with the effort to speak of it
to retrieve a speck of the chill fire
to recognize and pronounce it a word
or shape of word      or confusion of word
to bear it into a semblance

as a dead bird drops i fall into a silent place
with echoes upon echoes of mind moving itself
and i scream with the effort to speak of it
to retrieve a speck of the chill fire
to recognize and pronounce it a word
or shape of word      or confusion of word
to bear it into a semblance

"A Scene"

A Man       Long have I sought answers
                Yet now, seeing her, I stand mute.
                What glories, what honours shall be mine
                When I ask of the Goddess Future
                And She tells me what lies ahead.
Goddess
Future      Ask of me what you will
                It is mine to answer plainly.
Man         Future, what shall be my greatest glory
                In times to come?
Fut         Happiness is the greatest treasure
                And is sought by all
                Through many and various means.
                Happiness may be a part of all futures.
Man         Yes, 'tis true
                Happiness is a worthy crown.
                How shall I find my happiness?
                Through wealth, fame, power?
                If this glory is to be mine
                From whence shall it come?
Fut         From love. True happiness
                Comes only through love.
                Not love of money
                Or of clattering applause
                Nor love of deeds greatly done
                Or wars bravely fought
                But simple love.
                To love oneself
                Freely, and daily, and imperfectly
                As in all the affairs of man
                This brings the greatest of all treasures
                Happiness.
Man         Love? Love??
                My greatest glory in all my days
                Shall come through love?!
                By the power that has put us here
                In this darksome void of emptiness
                You are bound to answer all
                And answer plain!
                Yet you stand before me
                Spouting riddles and ancient stories
                Told to fresh weaned children.
                Tell me! Tell me true! Tell me plain!!
                Where and how and when
                Shall I find happiness!!?
Fut         I tell you true and I tell you plain
                As I have always done
                And never were these words hidden
                From anyone's heart.
                They have been lying amongst your feet
                Crowding you and tripping you
                As you travel your daily lives.
                Yet you kick them aside
                Daring not to look down
                Through fear of being devoured
                By life's pains while caring
                Or lest some vain comfort of man
                Pass you by.
                Truly I say
                The ones who find happiness
                Are those open to change.
                For all mankind yearns
                For the missing part
                And accepts what is before them
                To fill the emptiness.
                But only those who recognize
                The ill-fitting lies of
                Worldly miss-pleasures
                And frail human vanities
                Only they are free to continue the search
                And eventually gain, happiness.
Man         Words, hollow words.
                Long have I lived.
                Many are my tales
                Of wearisome toil and effort
                And again all that is found
                Are simple words.
                You, Future
                Who's power it is to know
                The fates of all men
                Answer me with uncertainties.
                Go, go back to where you came from
                Leave me alone.
                I shall rest,
                And tend to my pains and sorrows.
Fut         NO!! There are no uncertainties
                Or riddles in my speech.
                Only to those who love themselves
                And others
                Is given the boon of happiness.
                You, who's ears are small
                And filled with worldly echoes
                Distorting all,
                You stand before a Goddess
                And dismiss Her words
                Rather than admit your error.
                And yet,
                It is the honour and privilege
                Of all free willed man to do so.
                Therefore I shall be silent,
                And leave you,
                At your own bidding.