wait long enough
for whispers to slide
behind trapped colors
remember how to burst out from chainlink

a pebble speaks silence perfect
dislodged from the angel's ****** throat

paragraphs of rain
pages of grey winters
a shrewd plea sneaks in
restless like a sincere nightwatch

written by furtive moons
waiting for the next swift eclipse
to sun stain alien sand
everything dead waits to be hit by shine.

This is it
a misprisoned child
escaping wisdom's dark house
on the deep face of silence

I stole expressions from Buddha's still pond.

Forest green eyes
curls around his ribs
forces him to listen
long vines of prose

jail cells can never take away
feel it rip puzzles to jigsaw
slice me like a spiked saw
tainting midnight's first sun born child.

Meet me in a meadow of new fresh colors
so we can reinvent ourselves on carousel of wonders dripping bright sparks into sink holes.

In wild quiet soil
brightness cannot conceal its majesty
be harmless as summer darts
beaming across a doorway.

Open like switchblade
nothing to hide
some still look at you
suspicious hunted curious

walk through darkness
watch broken fangs from sharp bulbs
light up anyway.

Down corridors of lightning
whiffs of burnt Eden
a bright companion dragged through
broken nail sands

dressed in white rags
when you look close enough:

Everybody cut in half
like confused air

haunted in twilight

nail biting silence
hoping for peace to land

This is limbo
on nights when her tongue is rain
memory induced Fantasia

she slides down
her bare hands
two trained ghosts

handed degress in art of haunting.

She is a distant meadow for
mind retreat
dying delicious between
weeping willow hills

our intuition convinced
enigma lives everywhere
feathers promising flight
catching luminous traces in
packed corners of range

a hollow safety excited with light

grasping for retrieval
her ignited touch
made shadows doubt
(after sunburns healed)
if she ever existed.

Now all they eat are enormous
plates of lie
full of skeptical speculation
cynical as Wall Street

consumed by slot machine numbers

horrible distant fade out
one drop of rain
holding secrets of her laughter.

I lean against twilight
animated smiles
hiding behind far away colors
we watch them slip down too fast.

A planet full of invisible ice crystals
glowing around something intangible.

A forest of kiss
reaching starlight scents.

Tell me how it felt to you
when sirens blasted loud inside but no help came?


Out of breath
chasm falling
asylum stained
pushed out by trust.

When we had to sort through
the tumbled steel debree alone
divided far by death of angels
before first grade ever started.

I saw you between buildings
working in sun
network of light
letting liberty reconnect.

Wires buzzed
high voltage streamed inside them
darkness questioned its own shades
sparks dripped into night's gulf.

Fervent as LIGHTNING
lathering rooftops
sizzling bolts spying timber
smothering scars.

I saw you tunnel down
infinite pure light
shattered by solitude
entering bold, courageous

down into dark mines
soldier who never stumbles
suspending notes caressed in silence
protecting seeds, engaged by yearning

I watched you grow
twisting up
gnawed by roots and rocks
begging for water

circling wider than galaxies
melting skin, taking down drapes
promising to visit me
in tombed up places


dizzy as smoke
curled up by desire
amnesia searching for identity
drafted by absolute fire

changless architect
rerouting for change
vicious as dawn rising in Saturn
gentle as mist leaking from
her melted eyes

swallowing his compassion
vanquished revenge to steam
her savage attack whirled
in amorous sheets.

I felt you unveil arousing
every heartsick wish
blasted down by wailing wills
puddles of December gathering

reflecting on above
while drowning below
who is it speaking kindness
after rippling screams uprooted trees

volley my soul
back and forth
between worlds
consume this spark

encircle your breath
with goading light
dancing inbetween
two ruined buildings

I listened to rocks slurring for mountain
I heard trees lust for water
I felt the cries of troubled voices
flare across two highways

rerouted by dark and light.

walks through walls
sews silence into
broken flower smiles

tameless as mist
shivering her forest canopies

sits like Himalayan awe
on swollen shoulders

performs snowflake dances
in solitary rooms
leaves your jaw stranded on desert planes
you cannot define

cuts tainted lips
dies a thousand times
revolts against impossible

liberates Marilyn

her soft soul
able to breathe free
without convoluted fame

as if her blue delphinium fields
lived only in her skin

pawning off beauty
with cheap dimestore perspective

Hollywood is a broken tale scandal
built up regime high.

Shards limping away from fallen skyscapers
unwritten poetry floats
like bright houses on hidden continents

lights up foggy shores
when long nights
plague the haunted

extinguished like raindrops
dried on rose bush thorns

every color
pulled up and down

shaking cables in elevator shafts
groaning with memories of you


step away from the ledge
this is all dream play

pebbles thrown down
from ancient majesty

cruel to forget
bliss to remember

each stone thrown away
owns a soft place

in this rich mountain soil
drop the world

a bad tv show
trying to keep you

from stepping into open blue skyway
gather your things

leave your solace
on the mountaintop

head up North
get culture shocked

walk the needle littered streets
step over bad habits

hit the libraries
bookstores
coffee shops

stare out windows
hoping for dead pens
to Lazarus up

take freezing cold showers
in Canada rain

heaven's rainfall
is hiding masterpieces

catch the tempo
in pure light dreams

144 blocks away from
another perfect dream

you almost remember
if only......

crystal clear beats
shattered my streets again

my busy traffic stops
floating us away

river riots in the street
letting us know

who is really in charge
when mother shakes

fumes
vents

lava red
tidal ripped
raw nerves twisting it up

shifting sides
turning evil on its head

exposing corruption
breaking knots

tipping scales
torching blind folds

letting liberty
be seen

across dark waters
she is striding.

Single for seven years
I decided to take the Sun on a date

dynamite verse slid out of my back pocket
even roaring breakers stopped to listen

seagulls approached
slow paced,
small child-like eyes

eager to fly through
a brand new moon

steam rolling lavender
mending another broken side of light

after machine gun Kelly storms
left our town upside down.

I left hidden pools
under your magnetic medallion

one closer look
made sea and river whisper together

under countless nights
when sand begged for her footprints

like a student
whose master was murdered.

Imagine Khan leaving your village in
tatters, pick up your pen,
dedicate every page to Light.

Wine and roses falling graceful
in a place we cannot imagine.

Hard to believe we all came from there
after all this madness stormed our souls
our desire drinking naked from
invisible fountains.

"Come to Me all who have heavily laboured and I will give you rest."

Words pulling our treasures out from
the chest, teach me again,
beyond price jewels dripping from
a unfathomable fall.

Looking back unclouded
tasting strength in her eyes

made his pages come alive
a hidden cave storing our clipped wings

left our sentences flowing
secretly, pageless, nomadic beings

never once human
tossing stars into a battered sea.

Let's Drink Rumi Wine
dash out into tides

and read seraphim masters
reclaiming pieces of shotgun
splattered wings.

I could watch your words
revive an entire ocean
your phantom body walking on
glassy dazzled waters.

Robes of uncountable stars
falling through broken mirrors
healing darkness and fixing cracks.

One look staring back at us from all
things,

her lullaby sand full of brand new moons,

a left over bonfire smouldering in her
morning masterpiece.

Tell me again what you said last night
my memory is wiped out
tides stole our evidence

during high tide.

I have always had extreme difficulty
trying to capture the perfect night

and your spiral shell of echoes
holds the mathematical equation
for all living things.

Can you please come back down again
so I can pen every word?

You've caught more than my attention
but these tides keep on erasing the prints she left when dreams flew into our
reality and carried us away.

Everything is different now
after I felt the Sun kiss me.

Give me the strength to describe it before I head back out into wilderness.