love
you know
that
i
am still alive
even
though
you cut my heart in two
oh love
be true
what is my query
with you

what
glassy eyes of
a ghost blue moon
that dwelleth
in the heart of
a black
velvet night

giant silhouette patterns of
red-gray buzzards
stretch
their
elongated wingspan
and
hover effortlessly
above the
Cherokee white clouds
before
descending
and
dining
upon
the
bone-white carcass
souls of mankind

lord
my tears
are real
faith
knows
how to heal
when
faith
remove
the walls
that
are real

after
the
rain
a butterfly
landed
upon
a pink ash rose
to feast on
the
sweet nectar
then
open its
wings of glory
the
fresh color of
black and orange tiger stripes
fluttered all about

well who does she think
she really is

wearing them ****** pink
hot pants again

well naked as a jay bird when
she is

talking to all them
strange navy sailor men

that come here from
the Aussie Lands

working for them
fancy Krugerrand

yeah mama said
boy
you cann't
draw blood
from a
turnip and
don't let
the left hand
know what the
right is doing and
everything will
be ok
now
go get mama
her slippers
yeah
mama
you so crazy

let me find
this sweet
brook with
august light
in her eyes
where we
can go and
cast our sails
beyond the
sparkling stars
now that
we are
yearning to
sail away
through the
sacred hands of
the Byzantine sun and
that breakthrough
has begone

Lord we
be free now
but where
we gonna go
we got
to learn
how to
live with them
white folks
that took
us by force and
against our will
from Mother Africa
and brought
us here
to this country
called America
Lord, we
know that
freedom
cometh from
within

when thornbirds sing
we hold the
sharpest thorn
to our breast
sing the
highest note
from our nest
we sing
until the
rivers crest
then we stretch
our wings though
thick white clouds
we sing out loud and
finally we leave our nest

we shall not be
afraid to walk
among the
battle cry of
the stars
to end this purgatory
but
to walk
towards the edge of glory
and
where
it is the path
that
we choose

writing poetry
make a clear
path for me
where i
shall lay down
my thoughts
cut through the pine tree forest
thus reserved that sanctuary
for my soul to flourish

in other worlds
maybe it is possible
for
silicon-based
life forms
to evolved
into advance
insect societies
bacterial organisms
reptilian species
and carnivorous
plant life
so alien to our
human intelligence
however
the probability
that the chemistry of
the universe
comes in
different flavors
thus
alien life forms and intelligence
does not have to express itself
in anthropologic and humanoid
life forms
i wonder
if God rolled the dice
for suitable life in a multiverse
of synchronicity and duplicity
levels of existence

oh the
sweet beauty of
God's light
a spear
that we
hold tight
hurl it with
all of your might
the wind whispered
unto the goodnight

amber eyes
embedded
into the
steel blue wings of
the
fossilized butterfly

let God airbrush
the scent skylight
unto the soul

i
shall not
quarrel
with faith
no  more
that
giveth
me
strenght
to
walketh
by faith
and
not by
sight
when
faith
have eyes
once more

the
taste of
royal blue sky
while
we
dipped our wing
into
Holy Water
if
we
quenched our
wings to fly

upon
the
highwire type rope
then
a triple swan-dive
tonight
if
you please
when
my
soul take flight
upon
the
flying trapeze

the hourglass
full of
shifting sand
falling slowly
from my hands
through the
otherside of
the empty glass
hands moving
through space and time
surely we know
every moment
every minute sublime
still waiting
anticipating
ticks of the clock
fills the
other side of
the empty glass

pastel
olive green
mango orange and
banana yellow
paper birds
fill the sky
flock
through our
imagination
eyes

]thy word
is thy
sword
thy word
is thy bond
thy soul
set free
to be stewards of
earth's dominion
let us
fight for
the Lord
we go
unto this
battlefield
wearing God's
amour and shield
asking for His grace
but not glory
asking for peace
but not war
asking for hope
but not despair
the will of God
dwells in our hearts
goodness, beauty and grace
Victory, victory, victory
Shall live forever

o gentle light
walk beneath
thy soul
in sight and
sit next to
thy lonely
heart
we pray
o gentle light

lord
i am
standing
in the middle
of a dream
once in a lifetime
on top of this hill
that it seems so real
i am
standing in
the center of
love and happiness
once in a lifetime and
i fell
all the light
from the bright stars
oh lord
to look beyond the soul
more than a dream

the
tone of her eyes
maple brown
the
blush of her cheeks
rosemary red
and
her
round face
full  ghost white moon
while
her soft skin fair
and
ginger hair

through rows of
yellow sugar
maple trees
Clumps of
winter snow
firmly nestled
between the
pumpkin orange
leaves

Wordless
Effortless
The tiger moth
Flying through this
Shower of orange

who are
you really are
almond purple
said
the face of
the star

the
night full bloom
where
we
witness
the
enchanted
Enceladus moon
yet
every star
we
make
upon
the loom
shall
bring
the
night in full bloom

what
carnation
white rose
blush
moods of the west indigo
at
the
base of her
soft white neck
from
the
thoughts of love

an hourglass break
her silence shield
that spiritual
dome of glass
thus weave
a sandstorm
that flows through
these mortel hands
not through temptation but
lean towards deliverence
that embrace the edge of time

my
black skin
leaned against
the
color purple of
the
Serengeti wind

as my father reads
the morning journals
tasting fresh coffee
while, listening
to Pavane
there i stood
this i
truly know
that my
daddy loves
me so
because he
sent me
all the way
to the
university
where i earned
all of my college degrees
thus, a Rhodes Scholar
in academia
in following
all of thy dreams
all of thy passions
and i
love you more
daddy

starfish
we
make
the
starry starry night
only
because
we are
the
stars of the sea

my piano
dreamed of
playing a
duet
with
Dvorak
and
Pavane
in the courtyard of
the queens of hearts
are you there

thick
white
aspen trees
your
wide branches
filled
with
pumpkin orange leaves
While
The autumn world
be still
and know it

where
indian smoke signals
come to rest
while
western union
meets the
pony
express

through
the captain's
eyes
where ships
crashed through
the strong tides
the stift seas
nor the
hallowed winds
we shall not
gossiped
about our
graves
to thee

the hungry eyes of death
does not love peace
from east to west
where neighbors
build their walls
but loves war
more and more and
death build
a spider's web
eight eyes and
eight legs
shall plot
against mankind
unto to his lonely grave and
this is what i said

you know Lord
there
are a lot of things
in this world
i've been praying for
but
the devil wants
to disrupt my life
and
steal my soul
so
i said
get thee
behind me satan
well
i'm not gonna
let satan
take away my joy
and
the
blessings
keep comin' down
and
i wanna
thank you
sweet Jesus
now
i'm filled
with
the
holy ghost
and
i feel sanctified

great grandfather sky
we are
The People of
The Lakota Tribe
give us
this day
our daily bread
as we survive
we leave our
flesh and bones behind
before we
enter the
divine circle of the
Ghost Dance
through the
sacred ring of fire

i heard
the other day
some whispers
come my way
that
hope sit near
the poet's
grave

the
mighty mouse
who
dons
the
red cape
oh
what
mountain of strength
who
frightens
the
teary-eyed
gray elephant

i've
cheated death
once more
and
found
a place
called heaven
without wings

what
color blue
this
picture comes through
shall
cleanse this
gray storm
inside of you

faith
be
more than
just red brick
and mortar
but
the
cornerstone of
your soul

stones
have souls
but
need
rays of light
to
receive
the
glory of God

light
cascades
through
the
glaciers of time
while
we
witness
the
wind parade
flow
through
our minds

the sun
lost
her light
the sky
without sight
the birds
without flight
your
maple smile
no longer
bright