Patterns patterns everywhere
       but a drift of think
No shape the future but a wave
       self and soul to make

"Drop"
 
 
the drop the drip the one singular
inexhaustible populate

the lies we tell ourselves are
   part of our consciousness
globules of satan's blood drip
   into our souls

globules of satan's blood drip into
     our souls

(the lies we tell ourselves are
     part of our consciousness )

it is not me
it is the computer

i do what it tells me to
i am puppet to the master

old reality lost
we created

we control it's true
mistakes are made

not by sentient circuits
dumb humans

"Dust On"


There is beauty and excitement
          in me
                       in you
                                     in

a day of spanish speak i am
              minority
                               doing nothing
     but

imagining what you see as yours
                         forever
                               a touch
                    of God

a CHILD of god is mostly accurate
           without you

                       NO THINGS EXIST

        really !!!!

chill air     fresh spring     love touch
             don't
                              you do
                                                  we
                 are
                                      created
                    beauty
                                      all
                                                    else
is
               dust
                 on
                                    mind
                                                     bone

"Each i Reveals"


Stand on your tippy toes
          little girl
Do you feel approved of

Swear and spit and argue
          little boy
Does your life feel safer

Deep in the mind the laws
          not spoken
Channel the light of god

The course created thoughts
          must follow
Subtle the hidden force

The thinker and the thought
          one motion
We are the this of that

Dropping blind habits of
          survival
Each i reveals the all

I saw an eagle motionless
   as stagnate kite on string
A pedigree of silence fell
   the ticks refused to bring
Their avalanche of next demurred
   grey bellows ceased to sigh
Aged heavens dared to dissipate
   and toll the fresh of night

i saw an echo of truth
it held me
it held me

Be we but an echo
       of compassion
       reflected sincerely
We do pale the sun

"Elemental"



Thoughts from out experience
       An elemental dew
To quench a mortal countenance
       Tarry and tis gone

"Elephant god"


Don't hurt the elephant
With words
It will get angry
Don't feed the elephant
With truth
It will *****
Don't push the elephant
With anger
It will attack
Do
Live your life
The elephant will see
If it wants to

i see the elephant
   in the room
they are so beautiful
   why would i want
to get rid of them

i see the elephants
   in the room
they are so beautiful
   why should i want
to get rid of them

Take your bucket of compassion
To the ocean        and pour

"Emulation Exists"


Until emulation ceases
Emulation exists

"Enchanted"


Commercially created
Enchanted fairylands
Pervading psyches
Belittle reality
Dishearting millions
Creating legions
Numbly buying
Anything promising
Something

"Endeavour To Persevere"


Pretty babblings
Designed to be accepted
To be popular
To please
Will flow from me
If I let them
But I shall endeavour
To persevere
In being

Finally
The voices cease
Righteous dissatisfaction
Ends
The false glitter
Fades
And I am left with
Nothing
But my own opinion
It is enough

Where does the poet go for inspiration?
No place is big enough
Little country tea cups
Quarts of ocean
Entire planets in the palm
Not here not here

Where does the heart go for being?
Everywhere is big enough.

"Everywhere Water"


Everywhere water water
I drowning am
Dharma without

Here i turn     and look outward
A practiced eye seeking more
To see     to sing sweetly
To lark and to crow and to sparrow
To twitter whatever appears
To imbibe and regurgitate life

Somalia taxi drivers
Mexican store owners
Black cashiers   policemen   lawyers
          in suits
White nobody's with hard bodies
White somebody's with soft bodies
Computer mind    buddha mind   angry mind
Is an angry mind    red angry haze mind
Red army    massing hoard
******* car horn out the window
Crashed air planes into buildings
White paper fluttering down from heaven
Black boiling smoke    *** smoke
Crack puff cloud smoke    cigarette
          death
Rage against the machine failure
As the raging machine rages on
Expensive cars    poor people buying
          expensive cars
Hot humid days   cool nights
Sticky cummmmmmm thighs
Whale cry     baby sigh
New confusing war cry

Excuse me, but don't i know you?
I mean, really know you as i
         think you are, not as you are,
For that i do not know, you as you
         are i mean.
Only you know that you which is you
         as you are.
I know you as i have created you.
Which is different completely from
         who you are.
So this creation which i say is
         you, but isn't the real you,
         for only you know that, although
         you may never know you know.
         i really know this image of you
         because i am the cause of it,
         the image, which is you in
         my mind, i created the you
         i know, so you see, i really
         do know you, even though i
         have no idea who you really
         are.
So, why don't we get together sometime
        and talk?

all the books
of all history
are all the same
why do you expect
something different ?

high thin whine
of machine
at midnight
cold wind
knocking on glass
silent air
inside
looks like
red flowers
on black dresser
clock keeps ticking
voice
out of nowhere
collapses

the sound of a forest falling
is a country dying
again

Fall up to a dreamy
Beam of light              that
Illuminates your soul
See the good and evil
Choose
This
Is the work
Of a life time

i like illusion
of coffee...i know death is
mirage... peace is dream
born from projection fear

An emotional choice
Can last many years
Intuition expanded greatly
Is schizophrenia
Blind obedience
Generates hatred
Rejection of death
Distorts truth
Into lies
Habits are often named
Laws
Believed superiority
Comforts
As it rots the soul
The beauty of god
Awes and shames us
Into fear and trembling
Unless we know ourselves
As part of it

pain is real
misery is optional
peace is absence of conflict
life is a pleasant windstorm
for the lucky few

on the journey to discover self
boy you can really get lost
you know what i mean?
screaming no to mom and dad
in the policeman's face
needing to go to prison
just to get it in the end
and always going back
for the apology that never comes
but always going back
until the finished line is reached

she would use a fat stick
to make his screams louder
so the neighbours would hear
believe it or not
that is what she wanted
proof and evidence
of her dominance and control
it made her cheeks glow
her eyes
fire

First Love

my first love
she said ouch
i withdrew

You are a book i read
By definition metaphorically
Everything is on the page
Chapter and verse not hidden
But i do not see it!!!
Gaping holes in consciousness
Normal!!! Normal!!! Normal!!!
If i could comprehend you always
I would never fear one moment
Of your existence is precious and holy
To you        not me        unless
I make it so
Through effort
Perhaps i will see you as
       a
Folio in a wayside shrine

To fontic source i nearer move
           a step in ten directions
    Past heaven hell and nirvan way
           all self adjured deceptions

    With wave soul of all universe
           i flow not chase nor prove
    From moment this to moment this
           i travel happy home

a thought a dream, a piece of
..... fiction, no a compilation , a
,,,,, vision, a grudge of contradiction
'''''' no, no ! a craze of nightmare
;;;;; an old ones revelation

a burn so deep we do not care
,,,,, or know the depth of mind
---- called forth, our lives are
//// but a course of inner sight
??? forbidden

I move from day to day
And say amen
To a way of life still hidden
I do while not seeing
My god
In this womb, this home
This tomb of life
I dream of breathing
And breathe
I dream of self
And run screaming to distraction
And painful lies
My fore creates patterns
Of chaos
Believing them propriety
Then walks on knives
While condemning the earth and wind
For unrighteous calamities
Outside of me exists
A variety of substance impacting
Inside
A finger of power
Transmits life and awareness
To an amalgam of flesh
Whose form follows function
And I am

"Form"




he reached without a hand

           it never grew

                    but no one could see

      his shape

"Formation"


The personalities formation is as
Throbbing heartbeat and as
Difficult to train as

Yet we may surely do as
Human form inherent has as
Part and piece a place as deep as

Universe

Form follows function
In thought
And deed
To not do
What
When done
Yields a soft touch
         of heaven
Is choosing
Less
A human condition
Thriving among us
Though mutable

the simple folk surround me

the terribles astound me

i wonder which i am some times

and walk among the free

the simple folk surround me
the terribles astound me
i wonder which i am sometimes
and walk among the free

to free the lobotomized
masses of the world
i must free the
lobotomized me

to free the lobotomized
masses of the world
i must free the
lobotomized me

Unsupported and falling
Nothing else to do
Through the looking glass
Into reality
Dreams fading fast

Good

Siren screaming warning
fading away     i'm happy
to be alive but the thorns
hurt sometimes like fire ants
in Florida with Palmetto bugs
just really big cockroaches in
Hawaii they are pets and even bigger
like the native gals be gentle baby
doll one eighty five going up
and up to the stars the dreams
of children touch god come from god
are god triune stabbing this that is
in the **** to cause movement
is conscious something or other
soft green leaves with sharp edges
flying liquid rock globs on the mountain
black black black ocean deep
wish i could go there in my mind
but for real they play for money
and we pay and pay and pay and wonder
who's the boss believe it or not
no one is is to scary for some
to accept and i'm writing expository but
where are the images well i'm on my way
to find out hope i get there i know
i'm going to enjoy the journey
free i i i i i

Existing patterns are eternal
        Inviolate laws of reality!
A common childhood logic
        Dispelled in life's maturity.

But wisdom comes not
        Bound amongst the years,
And often delays appearing
        Imprisoned by unshed tears.

Painful and repeated errors
        Foul the spirit's song,
Where amidst life's travels
        Shall truth's light dawn?

Infinite the human saga,
        Unknown the full disparity,
A thousand diverse reflections
        Impact the visions clarity.

To willfully sponsor change
        Arrives peculiar to each,
Freely we then learn
        What change may teach.

"Jasmine"


the glassy grasshoppers shatter
when bitten       with straight white teeth
chilled yellow peach pulp       a glacier
low blond table wood       biting silk liquid
fresh hyacinth       jasmine
music       plunk on plunk
pearl skin       soft cloud
rose petal       lips

From Bellow



the frogs bellow our names from below
heaven a marsh dank and deep of stink
under moon and bat and stars like salt
on your round brown *******
my world complete for the moment
your soft entire touches me love from
dizzy head to cold wet toes on the grass
an empty bottle crumbs of bread and us
together for our first and last union of
sweat and tongue and all that is a man
and a woman we were something beyond

"From Dust"


From dust to dust a time frame
       Cravings gather dust
To sentient coils infinitude
       Of ego self and i.

A standing wave of universe
       Gifts a conscious life
It thinks! And in it's centric way
       Proudly creates the sky.

Sprung effect of cosmic mote
       Fleeting cognate span
Can such a phenom limited
       Ever fathom why?