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Cloud-scraped  and smoldering..
(Scepters have  handles,
not every  hand can fit)

Dream-scenes,  on fleshscreens
by far,  burn the brightest..


*****-lines  in quartertimes
best accentuate--
Those  wine-goblet,   ****.

(My head is spinning;
hellbent,  on sinning..)

.      .      .      .

Evil Impulse,  brings me close
(you have a gift, my Love)
Rise above,  Paul..

Rise above
Rise above
Rise above
Rise above

Rise above.

I woke up,
and the world outside was dark..
All so quiet, before the dawn;
opened up the door
and walked outside

The ground was cold

I walked until
I couldn't walk any more
to a place I'd never been
There was something
stirring in the air

In front of me, I could see--

More than this
More than this
So much more than this,
there is something else there
when all that you had has all gone
And more than this,  I stand..
feeling so connected

And I'm  all there
right next to you

It started
when I saw the ship go down
I saw them struggle
in the sea

And suddenly
the picture disappears
in front of me

Now we're busy making
all our busy plans
on foundations built to last
But nothing fades as fast
as the future

and nothing clings like the past,
until we can see--

More than this
More than this
So much more than this
there is something out there
More than this,

It's coming through

And more than this..
I stand alone, and so connected

(And I'm all there
Right next to you)

Oh then it's alright
When with every day
another bit falls away
Oh but its still alright,
alright, alright
And like words together
we can make some sense..

Much more than this..
way beyond imagination
Much more than this,
beyond the stars..
With my head so fullsSo full of fractured pictures

And I'm all there
right next to you

asking questions
you already know the answer to
<3 <3
M Vogel Jun 13

"Dig your claw-hands  into me"  said she..
'It is all so unbearable, you know"
Her chest,  ripped open..
such an ancient wound,  are those..

"Are those,  so slow to heal--
These ones   you've done to me..

And I.. I swear..  Dark..   looks like light
And Light,  so very dark

Strangely,  near you
         I feel the Spark

..From you, the Monster..
You know..  the one,  
         under my bed,

         Just waiting..


For me to slip..   to fall..
So you can what?  
        Crush my skull?

Grind me into  grist;
     Tho Unleavened..

     I will rise with you
     I now, know--

.. The dreaded  end
Is the beginning

    ..of all Beginnings."

Said she...

"A falling star fell from your heart
and landed in my eyes
I screamed aloud as it tore through them
And now it's left me blind

"The stars, the moon
They have all been blown out
You've left me in the dark
No dawn, no day
I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart

"And in the dark
I can hear your heartbeat
I tried to find the sound
But then it stopped
And I was in the darkness
So darkness, I became

"The stars, the moon
They have all been blown out
You've left me in the dark
No dawn, no day
I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart

"I took the stars from my eyes
and then I made a map
And knew that somehow
I could find my way back
Then I heard your heart beating,
you were in the darkness too

So I stayed  in the darkness
  with you

"The stars, the moon
They have all been blown out
You've left me in the dark
No dawn, no day
I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart"
<3  <3  <3  <3
Dave Robertson Apr 2022
I saw my knuckles in sunlight.

Seems I’m doing alright,
in that their crocodilian terrain
showed survival

I recall a science class
where they asked us to pinch skin
on the back of our hand
to see how quickly it returned

now, it appears
I’m learned

#age #skin #morphology #longevity #content #knuckles
Traveler Dec 2021
I understand
what you’re conveying..
You’re ready when it’s time to pass…
When entropy settles into the bones
the spirit longs for another task…

I’m not ready to allow
entropy to set in yet
I have far to much love to express..

Death is a disease, I am immune!
Cause I believe in love beyond the tomb
Traveler 🧳 Tim

How can I tell folks my age
that good health prevents death!
preston Nov 2021

Let me get this out..

Every night, I would tell you goodnight
And that in the morning,
the sun would rise again..

   making all things, new.

I wanted those first rays  of light
to find you, still alive
You were so very much  hanging
by a thread  back then.

I am a strange, strange  man
as if you didn't already know,

But I have been gifted  with the ability
to truly save you

   (And you know it,  
   through.. and through.)

If you die..  I will take it on
as solely, my blame--
for not pushing you  harder
with everything I know,  Love can do..

It will make you hate me
as it saves  the precious life, in you.

She'll let you in her house
If you come knocking late at night
She'll let you in her mouth
If the words you say are right
If you pay the price
She'll let you deep inside..

But there's a secret garden she hides.

She'll let you in her car
To go driving around
She'll let you into the parts of herself
That will bring you down
She'll let you in her heart
If you got a hammer and a vise..

But into her secret garden,
don't think twice.

You've gone a million miles
How far'd you get..
To that place where you can't remember
And you can't forget

She'll lead you down a path
There will be tenderness in the air
She'll let you come just far enough
So you know she's really there
Then she'll look at you and smile
And her eyes will say--

She's got a secret garden
Where everything you want
Where everything you need..
Will always stay
A million miles away
Purcy Flaherty Jul 2021
Every killer is in pursuit of life,
I suspect that the key to a long life, is in deaths commonality.
I've no doubt that obstacles such as cancer and diabetes will be the key to our longevity; not because we eradicate them, but because we include them in some way.

(Its just a feeling)
It's about re-interpreting what developments your seeing.
through the rain
through the tears
through the mistakes
still, here we are
still, we remain
after all we have been through
we remain
Traveler Apr 2021
Don't hold out for recess
The daunting pressure builds
Pick up your mettlesome
Impose your loving will!

The target is your nature
Imprinted in your code
An epigenetic explanation
Is about to unfold

So get yourself together
You cyborg by default
Your appendages are contagious
Your inflammation is your fault

Still... we can do much better
Then waiting around to parish...
Traveler Tim
Ken Pepiton Feb 2021
We are the result of all we can imagine came before us,
in this bubble
of being we find our selves staring back
into from
the abyss, where luck is not a factor.
{from the movie}
nay, from Nietzsche, the drinking game
- on
- each time one looks into the abyss
- the abyss looks back, so luck is not a factor

sure. that makes perfectible sense, there's a signal,
a fluctuation,
measure it, man, and tell us all you know it means.

Ferlinghetti died yesterday, I could have known him,
if I'd tried.
I did not care for his view of truth. But he was young,
last time I took him serious.
I notice,
I don't care for my view of truth at that age.
But did you see him in the Last Waltz,
he was unmused, I felt bad for him.

And now he's dead and being reread. That's pretty cool.
For Christmas in 1964, I was given "The Secret Meaning of Things." I think it scarred me. I know it scared me... is this true... no, but I had to prove it myself... imagine dying after being a famous poet in the 20th century...
Skyler Oct 2020
Where might confusion lie
About oneself?

The deep recesses of the mind.
Beneath masks and scars,
Is where you'll find me.
Amidst books and ink.
Within, without, all around.
Through meadows and trees,
The grass whispers and sings.
Deep secrets of the Earth.
You need to be right.
You need to be wrong.
Not rushed, nor cheated.
A steady hand. Pen to paper.
Trembling, in waves. In. Out.
Stay the course Dear one.
Seek not the out edge,
Within is where it lies.
Not among the birds.
Neither your friends nor family.
But deep in you
Is where it lies.
The only person that can give you freedom is you. I looked in other places, to other people. But I'm the ONLY one that can ever give myself the freedom I long for.
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