blithe and without obvious anchorage time will pass
moments to months to years and thoughts forgotten
reflect, retool your mind in deference and place markers
plainly to remember with smiles or tears
what seemed so important and assertive
now just flitters so lightly more air than substance
touch your fingertips and bow your head
recall and dazzle your memory so sharp
pointed things to come your way to stick
and **** your drifting soul make mention
to your quite inklings rushing past your
golden wash works of sultry limbs and
smokey sinewy lips that breathed an
alchemy of immortality and flame throwing
lust and rolling, twisting turning convoluted
instantaneous bursting silver sparkled raging
everything that shut the door to
vapid tundra of limitless landscapes now
pressed tightly into the eye of a needle

her name rung out with a chime
her heart beat in pantomime
her body reeked with surprise
her soul rested deep in her eyes
her hair flowed with silky shine
her squared smile had become mine
her lust was only surpassed by passion
her hips and gait always in fashion
her mind bold and on always fire
her lust for thought my prime desire
her touch a golden tip of grace
her beauty rested quietly in her face
her loyalty thundered at every turn
her devotion never ceased to burn
her way of placing anything at all
her assuredness all did enthral

when I was young I wondered
how the world came to be
now, much older
I don't think I want to know

I cherished friends
and their ways
to find at times
how far away they had gone

I thought there was
an absolute right
until I witnessed
some serious wrongs

I achieved
mightily goals... particular to me
but soon realized how minuscule
in fact we are

I threw down
real passionate ideas
and picked up
so many flaws

remained optimistic
at the challenges up front
and spent many
lifetimes looking back

tinker around the edges
or plunge right in head first

mind where you are walking
wipe your shoes before entering

say hi to a stranger
let your friends know you care

come down on the side of right
know when you might be wrong

allude to a memory
stick to a measured thought

bring about change
stay steady as she goes...

take time to smell the flowers
know when something really stinks

remind those who have forgotten
take stock of yourself as well

make sure to always be on time
keep cognizant of things of late

stay strong when the going gets tough
smooth out a difference when you can

yield to a cogent argument
be strong to inner truth

stay beguiled to the unknown
state forcefully what you know

lay down
   shut your eyes
  drift...
into yourself, landscapes  
pure restful
  until you feel
the tickle
of sleep
then dream  
of lost ways and found worlds
   special places
and times
   cheerful ways
or mystical moments
of dread
  and confused running
to unrecognized
   memories
or unknowns that may come
down your path
  jump away

or stay and let it
  navigate your
destiny in
  long arching
slow turns
     the way the
heavens emerge
  deep into the abyss
of time
    where reality
giggles and smiles back
  at you...

admonish and reclaim
find fault in disdain
make yourself opaque and plain
go outside enjoy the rain
keep thinking and go insane

so take a break and get away
no one wants you here to stay
you're not good or even okay
once you were stone, now you're clay
but you'll be back strong another day

it's like you are cursed and cast aside
get smart, take a hint go and hide
all your friends think you've been snide
you double talked and even lied
got to face it now as your world's collide

but you did think you were right
why all the fuss and rancid spite
you told them all to see the light
now you gotta get out of sight?
you've been beaten by all their might

on the other hand
why even bother to take a stand
their heads were always in the sand
not even that exciting, in fact bland
while you were strong and in command

torment and lament... drifting
stark disintegrating and sifting
leave now or stay....
either howl or pray

dust reclaims and hovers
the last pieces of broken lovers
you drew each other's air
now suffocating in lonely despair

unmatched... unmet glory
stilled and blind... a whole new story
he said it... you read... it's wrong
neither, now know where to belong

tattered and empty in disarray
deaf and dumb nothing left to say
last touch last breath... embrace
your final look up close... at her face

if asked say not what you really think or thought
for times come so quickly and knowledge fades so fast
all it takes is a head turn or gulp and it is all gone seems alien
what you gathered so carefully with great fuss and bother
drifts away without even a glimpse back or a simple wave...

goodbye...

love ones... lovers... great sounds... tastes... temptations
ways of thinking lusting finding groping sleeping dreaming
staying awake... dancing laughing... acting the fool... going silent
writing down... looking up... taking sides... letting out... taking in
fighting wanting, remembering and forgetting all so you can say

hello...

there are in this place so many words
of wonder, regret, unbounded faith and hope
resilience and surrender... so much piety
and lust.... forgiveness and grace

they all fall perilously to their fields of purity
and offer the readers eye a ballet of sumptuous
journeying to all places remembered not
yet known... some simply discarded

ever sure we may get tripped up we
scale these walls these monuments of
other worlds and ways of navigation
in plain anticipation of revelation

or confirmation... how did I do that
would I do that, can I say that
how rich and clever or demonically
unnerving or so delicate a palette of

consonants and vowels stringing
along our hearts our minds
our landscapes our escapes
our bodies... our homes our desires

park your dreams steady your
innards zip your pants
tidy your workplace... make ready
your smiles and screams are waiting...

clever is the fortuitous man to surmise
the ever-changing meaning and machinations
of life's tinsel and flagrant floppiness
flipping and bending about immeasurably
to whims and claims and vignettes of
times past and future just guessing
and murmuring assumptions and platitudes
irascible mendacities or sagacity ever plain
in your mind's eye to blink or close
perceive or persuade the idle viewer or
dedicated neophyte all matter is but
conjecture for sure it illuminates both the heavens
and darkens the pits of hell

on gray hard streets we pounded out our youth
amidst tightly knitted cobble stone pathways
and shining windows always kept clean
struggling strong immigrants far and wide
teemed fruitfully through long days
and playful front stoop games
ring a leeveo and johnny on a pony
stick ball, jax and my favorite skellzey
mostly happy but deadly too
many ways of speaking were spoken
cultures clashed but soon subsided
in quiet civility and tamed calm
that all efforts would bring ahead more
bright days and simple luxuries
a streetside chat... a day at Orchard Beach
breezy stroll through Crotona Park...
a picnic by water's edge and maybe a hooked flounder
pale afternoon sun would blaze firey red at sunset
then pink and purple painted effortlessly
across our sleeping skies
we longed just for friendly pushing around
flirting with the girls when the nerve came up
and smart challenges of who could do what
when and how
for then that time, our time it was
all just a dream a day and the glories
of growing up...

out of sight, out of mind, out of your mind
come across, come away, come to play, come and find
in the mix, in the groove, in step, inconclusive
thrown down, thrown across, thrown away, elusive

heir apparent, up in the air, air it out, air line, line up
fill in, fill it up, get your fill, fill your cup
talk alot, talk out loud, walk the talk, talk is cheap
cry baby, cry a tear, cry for me, cry or weep

can we humans be more like weeds
grow abundantly... with little needs
sprout boldly from the smallest crack
reach skyward always... never looking back
thrive miraculously where well cared friends wither
yet florish side by side with a hint to come hither
stand ruthlessly against mans' herbicides
or chopped to the root and cast aside

our petals and leaves we open wide to all
though not invited ours is... a grand sprawl
with fine frons and feathery wisps
our sturdyness does not engender idle quips
we bend and sway in the mightiest torrent
with roots so deep... some find us abhorrent
but all and all... in all of our landscapes
there is a just place for man, plants and apes

glow to the righteous and firmed in their ways
aloof and fervent forever steadfastly pure
we allow secret ways to uncover us then cover us
over softly so other realms may enchant
we participate open-handed, open-hearted
taking and sharing in delights of pleasure
and in all good measure, we seek the quiet
of love or god or spirits those special ways
to each delivered by cherubs or captains in dress
relentless we search for purpose or oppose
sureness that slurps away at us like melting dew
how can we know or see the ways to
delay or restart matters that can confuse
then reward and disappear as if listening to fallen rain
it's not that we can not see all
but more to it, the mysteries of the unknown
far outstrip anything found, written or even imagined

dainty and fluorescent is the mask of humility
forthwith we proclaim allegiance and sanctity
we need not ask to deeply... it is so
the answer will disarm what we all know

whether high in proximity to those under
all fall victim to charade and blunder
spoken philosophies and capricious sighs
we tuck ourselves tightly to fashion our lies

evermore ever present in common place
covered and covert we try to save face
why not give it, let all go its way
and cleanse ourselves thoroughly without delay

is it more profound a performance endured
when spectators stand around totally immured
grace falls just short of mendacities door
but wrenchingly it gropes for more and more

it is our chance and all in your power
to drench yourself in a righteous shower
whether kindness, good deeds or getting it straight
fact is... that is what most people call great

what purview do you have left for me
my words, limbs or what I see
you've debased and taken all and more
now am I to be mopped across the floor

once with tender and caring concern
like an eternal flame that would forever burn
doused now with trinkets one by one
all that was cherished now blatantly undone

this journey to nowhere was never known
our blindness so complete and never shown
all those efforts, dance art and song
where crafted to make us permanent and strong

you said it your way, I mine
unholy they became in our faltering shrine
now a deep and distant haze
thankfully softens the sorrow in our days

life is a gambling, challenging place
it all gets done at your very own pace
you can glide and go quietly smooth
but there are pitfalls and much to loose
stick it, turn it , make a jumble and mess
what may come out is much more... not less
talk tough,  move easy with style and grace
people will know and respect your place

with passion and purpose things get in disarray
adversaries ready to proclaim touché
battles so fervent, plentiful and terse
around the next corner what's is coming worse
like the crystal skies that usher past a storm
all is made calm and will return to norm
stay focused on how to get it all done
because you'll always be doing it while on the run

going down to my last reserve
I've gotten sullen and lost my nerve
now cast out all curious friend and foe
my mind made up to leave, I must go

so close and structured a team were we
now a barren collection, the remaing three
friends lingering in a static mobile
hoping to keep steady the last appeal

once thinking that destiny was free
just moments flashing with joy and glee
now pats on the back and see you real soon
but certain am I, not before the next full moon

I alight fair maiden to bid
you good night

being sure my presence did entice
filled fully with your lust and spice

your redolent hair and lips so moist
heavy though... I lifted fully the joist

now pleasure and good moments flow readily
like an ocean of rainbows embracing me

for her now I have a place to remain
cogent and warmly ensconced in her plain  

a kiss to tidy up the last remnant of time
I'll carry  your essence now that it is mine

each step from here now will be loftier for sure
I feel it already as I pass through your door

say not what you think or thought
transparency and blame are a serious sport

take back your anthems and musings so plain
your chances are slipping now starting to wane

lifting the stones of your memories past
reveal conclusions leaving you aghast

we share devices of spirit and mind
minstrels of thought leading the blind

shuffled and scattered across thousands of days
we need to heed and alter so many of our ways

remain consistent above the crescents and stars
oblivious to ruination and recrimination
putting memories and drudgery behind bars
captured, contained above rule and intimidation

fluffed up behind recognition and held high
immortal as history and pretense
you've had the chance and time to belie
now you must stand at your own expense

fearing for cowards is a plain virtue
hiding... desperate as a plan can be
all purpose and position now fully askew
don't trespass again or act the detainee

trip, flip, quip, snip...
            be careful not to bite your lip...

mend, send, rend, amend...
             don't hurt your back when you bend...

close, repose, impose, doze...
            cover your face when you blow your nose...

fed, read, said, bled...
           be careful always, not to bump your head...

sore, bore, snore, adore...
           always stay ready to do a little more...

amass your fortunes you soldiers of ire
strive to forgive none... that cross your path
in flagrant disregard and not get in the mire
fill the vessels full with all your wrath

fly across time in obsolete mentions
dart and shimmy as need be
hide in plain sight with good intentions
keep silent your joys and reverie

put to the test timeless and fixed
wrapped in glory and intimate splendor
add passion, anger thoroughly mixed
only then... head high you can fully surrender

I've cast aside memories like falling pennies
from my pockets filled with scraps of paper and pleadings
for joy or action

some might feel a distraction

stepping so lightly across puddles that appear
and dry to soon to the sun's burning rays
as if they were never there

you might think it would cause fear

and falling into passions that drift
through filtered memories
you grasp without thinking

you've got to because you are sinking

pleasures hurry down your backyard streets
fast now man... can't you see
no way to stop this wave

sit back anticipate the crave

sinking... blinking eyes now winking
sending rending never mending
things rings and nighttime flings
remorse of course... divorce
forget... don't fret or have regret
get going stop showing ... start growing
temptation... elation... emancipation
more to adore when you start to explore
it's life... with strife... and cuts like a knife

judgment pales when order is broken
engulfed and corrupt in all that gets spoken
and links to a lost lamenting sorrow
we must turn to beg, steal and borrow

a touch of adore and affectionate surprise
reminiscence and memories deep in your eyes
turns heads then hearts and snaps to attention
faltering apologetically at the mere mention

adrift adeptly to order the cure
so plainly and succinctly she can act demure
eliminate sadness complacency or shame
abruptly parting and now placing the blame

recalcitrant and diminished... hang on and hold tight
amused and bemused now in distant flight
like unwelcomed thoughts cutting and cold
all will be judged when this story gets told

deep and carefree among the stars
vast dark carpet of endless universes
amidst our sprinkles of humanity
we drift along in certitude in our destiny
our inner being even more vast
than that what we gaze upon in wonderment
fear and longing
  is there more for us or more of us
motionless we feel still yet
we rocket through this spinning nothingness
filled with all the monuments and
epochs of histories and calamities,
spartan and over flooded with grandeur
limitless adoration for being and seeing
what we have wrought and brought
  nations and people and prairies
and all of nature's fine doodles
  makings in ever flowing ever growing
profundity and fantasy
so we can ask "how is your day going"

din din din dinnnnnnn

yummy yummy yummy
  more yummy in your tummy tummy
gurgle gurgle gurgle

gargle gargle gargle
    pittle pittle pittle... spittle spittle spittle
flap flap flap flap
  watch out for the
   gap gap gap

got to bed bed bed
dont bump your head head head
you're tired so snoooooze snooooze snooze

   wake up in the morning,....
yawning yawning yawning!!!!

i think i'll walk the beach and crush sand under my feet
or maybe ride the subway standing still while i bounce about
              i could walk the concrete walkway
or
         just stroll a grassy path
it's all just taking steps... look down or up
and watch the sun dance with the clouds... or trees whisper
     and bend... or rock and roll as you hold on to the poll

just so you are going
heading out, moving along to your beat... making haste
or a slow retreat.. who's looking anyway...
   if so, do they know ... where you're going or why...?
and tip your hat
  if you haven't got one, just smile and keep strolling...

I've got an exclamation to add elation...'
   a comma, to add some more...
a period to finish it up and gently close the door
  a dash to keep it moving... a question mark to get you thinking...
and ellipses for additional linking
a parenthesis to keep it all intact... and arrow to bring you back...
   an ampersand holds it from coming apart...
and a cap... gets you going for a really great start!


  

.

lads and dads and whoop dee do's helluva time and take a snooze
pick up your shoes and pay your dues, tinker around until it's found
what you've been looking for....
                             all around then sit down pat yourself
on the back hit the sack call it a day...
   then make your play and say hooray... hey, did you see that story
the other day... the one about the lads and the dads?

They told a story about a hidden glory... being plain as the day in
every way... no particular point of view just doing stuff like me and you... yes I heard them say in regular way
    whoop dee do's and how are you?

below the measure comes up short... kind of a sport
     of melancholy retort

aloof and breathlessly cold, defiant and bold
   wasting no time remembering what was told

a quiet but steady chime, sullen places marking time
    hastily sorting moments - so sublime

I touched a leaf... stolen by chance like a thief
   brought back to a place of no relief

bringing water to thirst, like an unearned prize... a burst
     thinking it was just another's place... but in fact, I was first

sit back be forceful but don't allude
scheme and ******... you may get fooled
castigation comes in many shades
embracing and loving forms a delicate braid

spirit is everywhere even when unseen
like past reflections can be very keen
take things firmly by the arm
the rest will seem to follow like a charm

I glanced down a street long lost in time
reflections danced freely in pantomime
agreed and settled through turgid word
at times so flagrant... spiritually absurd

grasping at passing... flirting gain
arrived with admonishments down the drain
search for solace in scripture and voice
without a purpose and little choice

twist of a ***** and flip of a coin
we enroll in our fantasy... standing ready to join
a howl of delight and a feathered cap
steady our stroll clear over the gap

not now, maybe later... forget about it
don't hash over that nonsense again
dispose of it right away... lickity split

trash it, smash it, loose it somewhere
it's old, out of date, irrelevant
just do it....how?... I don't care

in a moment it will be plain enough
just do what I say...
yes right now... and no guff!!

it seemed so okay
yeah, I know, I see what you mean
but you'll have to get rid of it anyway

pack it up... it's over, you know what to do
you really mean it huh?
you heard me right, it ain't up to you

I am completely aware that water is heavier than air
fish swim, birds fly... each in their special atmosphere
roads can turn in random ways
evening's light strolls slowly... ending days
cat's nip on catnip and dogs bark and scratch
a much wiser person can be an unequal match
shoes fit best when they are the right size
every sea that dips will in short time rise
eloping with a **** lady
some might look upon as being a bit shady
cows seem disinterested when giving milk
worms even more so... when spinning silk
lumberjacks don't trifle when in the woods
merchants are vexed when underpaid for their goods
coins that jingle in your pocket
are no match for the roaring rocket
you can be fooled when not paying attention
and jump at a chance at the slightest mention
gymnasts tumble and flip out with ease
some of your best people do whatever they please
looking and seeing are as different as can be
you'll never get through that door if you don't have the key

simple and smart with ageless agility
we plunge deeply into lost horizons and deep gullies
not caring or knowing what might emerge
sudden revolution or lustful urge

sanctimonious illusions can suddenly appear
with haunting regularity and imposition
imbibing our senses to shift and shake
resting references and deals to make

aloft in mighty submission and utterly free
focused and fearless in full battle gear
armed and alarmed to the dread ahead
counting one by one the ideas cold and dead

a champion for the senses as freedom pulls
proud in stature, straight and sure
will now no longer be amused or trusted
in years and days, all anticipation will soon be busted

i sat alone for quite a spell
looking about there was no one to tell
so i closed my eyes in a head back repose
and drifted slowly as a quite arose

now in a slumber my mind was free
to roam in memories filled with glee
again i embraced a long lost passion
dressed in fine clothes... all the fashion

frolic and jester came so plain
rolling over landscapes and dodging the rain
her smile so wide... face aglow
the air crisp and quiet after a long falling snow

we spun, laughed poking fun
i  hoped it would never stop after it begun
a thin tickle from a falling star
rustled my mind and sent me ajar

so here i sat back again
from there to hear... and then
i saw vapor that could have been a mist
it was surely her i had just kissed

task your mind with infinite visions
engrossed in urgings and misguided ways
ruminate over lost loves and dire wishes
wake up at night happy but still in a daze

think and speak ever earnestly
to troubles that brew at a steady bubble
imply your still listening
make haste a retreat when your smelling trouble

languish amidst happy and go lucky
telling friends there place is most secure
arrange your schedule neatly
admonish them sternly then show them the door

arrive on time to all that is privy
dance with aplomb when invited to
in all graciousness and sincerity
give kind people affection and their just due

it's curious how things fit together
silky suede and Spanish leather

tea for two and three of a kind
people adept with a common mind

flowers as redolent as crystalline spice
heated passions that turn quickly to ice

alluring speech and total silence
tuning out stories of angst and violence

a fit of anger that trembles your heart
the longing pain when lover's part

men playing cards or pumping weights
well dressed women with alluring gaits

a chef sipping a tasty stew
sitting around waiting for something to do

holding on tight to a winding stair rail
the slowing steps when turning old and frail

a blue clearing sky after a sudden storm
a well-made bed silky and warm

I sent up a fully inflated trial balloon
it drifted patiently past an August moon

though it fell upon deafened ears
the effort did not seem fraught with fears

but causing consternation soon thereafter
to my shock and surprise... I anticipated laughter

one never knows what some may think
you think you know, then it all changes in a wink

you can...

   castigate, intimidate, illuminate, go on a date, truncate, *******, eliminate, obfuscate, relate, stimulate, instigate, flagilate, tailgate, meditate, ruminate, emulate, forestate, accumulate, fumigate, immasculate, escalate, puncuate... come home late
  
  or just

sit still, take a pill, look out the window sill, speak in a shrill,
fall tired and ill, pay another pesky bill, fret about another ****,
say again you've had your fill,
   or get out your pen now and write  your will!

with a lilting sigh and sudden twist
the deed was done the stone flung and
ripples moving out from in... in a harmony
I'd sing a tune if I had a voice....
make a move if I had a choice

counting down and standing up
I choose to shout out and dance a bit
engage in conversation somewhat
rumble and tumble... stretch and make do
file away all the thoughts of you

stroll needlessly with no route or place to be
chat with a memory or stand neck bent
see the sky fluttering above
make careful notes and future plans
wash up thoroughly before shaking hands

i left behind an unsigned letter
knowing the reader will know who it was from
i packed a bag with useless memories
and stuffed it away with a carefree hum

strolled down a path that tripped up my pace
secretly knowing and avoiding
an upcoming disgrace

i parted ways with a mindful friend
easily and firmly
assured it was a final and fitting end

my mind fell numb at her tender touch
not knowing why or where it came from
but found out i needed her so very much