Leave those New York blues behind
Forget the Chelsea Hotel
Living in LA's a lot like Heaven
With all the sins of hell.

Leah Hodgkiss Sep 27

let me write another poem about how much i miss you and you can take a shot if you've heard this one before

one more if i reference how much you loved my tiny wrists (and i'll take a shot for all the places i still feel your hands)

feel it burn then we'll swallow the fire. i'll write you some sad love poems about the soot in my lungs

(i'm wondering if you still chain smoke cigarettes when you're drunk)

another for every time you remember (when you always told me i made you forget) and i'll tuck myself into bed tonight

in sheets lined with tired cliches. i've been downing drinks to drown the cavity, a result of missing someone who doesn't miss you

i tried filling the silence with strangers but nothing seemed to make enough noise (teach me the tricks you've kept up your sleeve)

so i'll keep drinking over the words i used to miss you colorfully (knowing you still see the world in shades of black and blue)

and you can take a shot for every word you regret (when did i lose what made me so special)

finishing bottles to stop seeing the blue of your eyes. cheers to drinking over bad timing

G ROG ROGERS Aug 5

Alphabetic Compilation
of The Poetry, Lyrix, Quips,
Quotes, Musings, etc.
by G. Rog Rogers (-R.)


A Chance to Say

You didn't give me
a chance to say goodbye
before you went away

I waited forever
for hours and days
but when you left
you were gone to stay

Leaving me alone
in the world We made

The home
where We lived
was abandoned
of all that was
precious and dear

Nothing there
was left living
in that place where
I died and never
was buried

Where I barely
survived in despair

The words that
never were spoken
still echo in the
darkest of nights

If only I'd more
than a moment
for those words that
should never be thought

The words
I never could speak
The saddest words
that could ever be said

I never had a chance
to say goodbye
before you left
and you were gone

Leaving me there
in the world We made
by myself and all alone

Take Care my Darling
Via con Dios
My Love.

-R.

2.18.17
-LA


2.

A Lucid Dream

She came to me
within a dream
Somewhere there
betwixt and between

Where all you see
cannot always be believed

And all is more beautiful
than can ever be
known or seen

My eyes were amazed
by the wondrous sight
She standing before me
as though divine

Crying Her tears
of golden light

Her words were sure
Her grief then true

I could not begin
to comprehend
what I saw
and what I knew

In this moment
She was perfect and pure
She wept as She spoke
of a great disgrace

The destruction
of an Holy Place

where We once
were wed

A sacred chapel
where vows were said

Gone it's gone
it has been destroyed
Her cries of anguish
tore at my heart

I could not believe
such tragedy occurred

My words were
They couldn't
they never would

This is just a rumor
that you have heard

The chapel is protected
by law and truth
and by the powers
from all above

She was there
but just a little while
My eyes then opened
and I recognized

She had been here
She had appeared
This was the moment
I knew it all was
so very real

I then heard
the blast of horns from
the great ship's on the bay
and knew I must find out
I must go back
and see someday

I traveled far
I journeyed high
But still I wondered
if the chapel stood

Knowing I must
go back there
to know what I must
and to know what I should

My travels went beyond
and then I returned
to that city where
my life there once was

I went there to see
if the chapel remained
But when I arrived
the chapel was gone

Real and a fact
The evidence there
A vision of an Angel
who doesn't live
on the Earth

The purest
of knowledge
The absolute Truth.

-R.

2.22.17
-LA



3.

After the Alamo
-Lyrix

-Pure Country Tune

I'd feel like after the Alamo
Feel like only disaster
If ever your love
would ever go
there would be
nothing left after

You know the country
would mourn
They'd fly the Lone Star
at half-mast

I hope that your love
will never go away
Because my love it will last

When you take
a paycheck as a cowboy
in this new
post-modern world

You'll know the value
of a Yankee dollar bill
It's never worth the
sweat and the toil

When you are
this cowboy’s lady
in this God forsaken age
I hope that you'd never
have a single doubt
That the cowboy is worth
the price that you paid

You'll find me
there at the Alamo
There would be
only disaster
If ever your love
would ever go
there would be
nothing left after

You know the country
would mourn
They'd fly the Lone Star
at half master
But I hoped that
you'd never go away
Because my love it will last

I'll stand by you 'cause
your my Texas Rose
But if you go
I'll join the boys
at the Alamo
'Cause it's the kinda'
battle I'd a chose

You'll find me
there at the Alamo
There would be
nothing left after
I feel like after the Alamo
Feel like only disaster

I hoped that your love
would never go
Because my love it will last
Because my love.....
it will last

-R.

-D
(95)
-4MAR



4.

Been So Damn Down
-Lyrix
Slow Southern Blues
a'cappela

Been so damn down
looked up to see the ground

Been so damn low
then I arose to stand tall

In those damn times
I couldn't walk at all

That was when I just
had to crawl

So damn alone
I didn't see a soul

I was so damn glad
just to see a happy fool

There was that time
I heard my children sing

Then I awoke and it was
all a damn dream

Been so damn tired
I couldn't sleep at all

Been so damn sad
I just had to laugh

Been so damn long
I never will forget

I walked too damn far
too damn late to quit

The fox he got his hole
and the bird his nest

But a damn man like me
got no damn place to rest

Still and on I go
until the bitter end

A damn man like me
will just begin again

My greatest sin
was ever loving you

Surely once
you were almost true

In every way you know
my love was shown

But now your heart
is the devil's home

You told your damn lies
and some still believe

But in the end
your gonna' die of grief

They'll dig a shallow grave
to cover your disgrace

But until that time
I don't want to see
your damn face

There will come a day
when you know
you've been wrong

But surely then
I'll of left
and be long gone

Then you'll say
I knew him back when

Hear me say
Go to Hell
Go to Hell again

If I live to be
a billion thirty-three
God will damn you all
for what you done to me

If I die the day
before yesterday
God will damn you all
for what you would not say.
-R.

(07)
TX



5.

Beyond Moscow

Way beyond Moscow
where the people they live
The steppes and the forests
the shores and the fields

They sing the new songs
of a people now free
The tunes of great gratitude
for a place far away

That place where
good people
they never would stop

Persistent and patient
they played all for one

Hardly a doubt
and forever a pledge
To share what they had
with those who had none

So when you lay down
and you have said
all your prayers

Remember in Russia
The inconquerable
brave-hearts
We America have won.

"It is good to have Russian friends."

-R.

(11.02.14)
-FLA



6.

Blame Me

Such a shame

Whose cause is the effect?

Where are the shoulders
that should carry the blame?

Why and how
could one ignore
the awesomely tragic regret?

Who are the they?

Those whom to blame
The guilty one that bares
little or no remorse

Should that one be indicted
tried and judged convicted
of High Crimes unto
Unspeakable Treason?

The unforgiven, unforgivable
...unforgiving Patriot

Purposed to rebellion
against the established order

Conscripted from birth unto
the Eternal Blessed Revolution

Running insubordinately
when instructed to stand still

Walking when ordered to sit

Standing when
advice from all
is to lay down

Blame me for surely
without doubt
it must be all my fault

Such a shame

Blame Me.

-R.

(6.1.10)
-Hlywd



7.

Bourgeois Bolshevik

Proceeding onward with
in-extractable imputence
Thinking yourself greater
than the rest of these

Despising those whom
you deem as intolerant
of your vapid irreconcilable
so called tolerant views

Knowing the motive
with all intentions clear
Thinking yourself
raised higher
with chasms between

Not to look below you
lest you see those
you contemptible fear
Eyes ahead straight forward
observing yet for you
truth is rarely still seen

Bourgeois in motive
Bolshevik in deed

Ripping asunder
with deviant delight
Wanton incessant abandon
to that most evil belief

The pilfering blasphemous
defilement throughout your
most insignificant life.

-R.

(10)
-Hlywd



8.

-But a Dream
-Poem to Song

-BluJazz

All around dark and cold
the sun has lost its light
I feel but only depressed

Then there's you
You shine and never fail
I wish but only for you

When you smile
I think maybe there is more
but the dream it slips away
to return...Oh return

And when you smile
We'll smile again
and We'll return
to dream

Then the wind
it blows you
I dream again
but no it's not to be
but a dream.

-R.

(74)
-D



9.

Cowboy for Real
-Lyrix

-Classic Country Music

My Grand Dad was a Cowboy
They called Him Cowboy Bill
But to me He was Grand Dad
Granddaddy Bill

He lived His life in a GMC
as He'd go from sale to sale
Buy them calves
when they's almost dead
Then He'd raise 'em
back to health

Cause He's a Cowboy for real
Cowboy and He always will
be a Cowboy still
He's a Cowboy
Cowboy for real

Thought a time
He would settle down
with a woman sweet and fair
Wasn't long and
He was on the road
and no one had to tell her

He's a Cowboy for real
He's a Cowboy
and He always will
be a Cowboy still
He's a Cowboy for real

Ridin' in to Abilene
Boots were shined
Hat was steamed

Thought He'd stop in
at the sale awhile
Talk with some
good ole' boy's He knows

Sittin' down and talking stock
Lookin' mainly toward
the bargain lot

Thinkin' maybe
He'd sit a spell
when He smiled
and grabbed His heart

Adios He thought
and said good-bye
Mounted up
and took His final ride

The Lord He said
Cowboy come on home
The Cowboy He be ridin' on

Cause He's a Cowboy for real
Cowboy and He always will
be a Cowboy still
He's a Cowboy for real
and He always will

-R.

(D)
81



10.

Forever Evermore

Walk with me
through fields of clover

Lay me down
in sheets of linen

Let me see the dazzle
of the candlelight
in the brilliance
of Your ways

We will walk
when all has answer

We will kiss
beneath that tree

We will know
all has come full-circle
in a moment
just We between

Then remember
to never say never

No never
Nevermore

For my love
will hold You always

On the crossing
and beyond the river

To that place
of Forever and Ever...

and Forever Evermore

-R.

(12)
-SB







11.



Haunting Angel

I knew Her as an angel
She is remembered as a ghost
Haunting every memory
with love that now is lost

Her ways were
near to perfect
until the shadows
touched Her soul
The bitter winds
they overtook Her
far more fierce than
She could hold

Now the hauntings
of Our memories
and the tragedy
that did befall
is all that's left
me to remember of
the angel whose name
I once did call

Beauty then to darkness
as the shadows
haunting pause
Reveal a ghost
before me
where an angel
there once was

Remembering an angel
when surely She is lost
I turn and focus onward
Righteous vengeance
then my cause.

-R.

(12.16)

-LA







12.



Hear the Cry

As the cries of the captives
are left unanswered

So will the prayers
of the pious
be forever met
with silence

As the pleadings
of the warrior
abandoned forlorn
are met with indifference

So will the oblations
of pretensions
but met only with scorn

As the words of the prophet
that the famine soon
would be lifted

we're met with
callous unbelief

So will those gatekeepers
be trampled
in the stampede
of the multitudes
who seek God's relief

For those who have ears
So let them care

For those who have none
Let their eyes in death
coldly and everlasting stare

For the words
of God's wisdom
are life to the dying

They are surely
for the self-righteous
precious pearls before swine

-R.

(06)
-TX



13.

How I Wish

How I wish
We would have
grown old together

Then all the tragic things
that happened would
no longer really matter

We together would
remember the beautiful
The brighter and the best

The precious and the blessed

All the days of Our moments
of poetry and of wine
of song and of love's time

When Our children
were young and
not yet grown
When We were young
and together were
in love alone

We loved by Our magic
and lived in a breeze
These are the memories
I treasure and keep

When it was
Us and Ours
and all about We

Shared memories
in quiet reminisce
All the minutes lost
Every moment missed

Each time I thought
how much I really loved you
and didn't seal it with a kiss

How I wish
We could have
grown old together

Oh how I wish
We had persevered

Then I could have
held you in loves
eternal embrace
as Lovers together

Forever and Ever
and nothing else
would ever matter.

-R.

02/13/17
-LA
-4MAR



14.

I am I                          

Who am I but what I am?
Not quite just
a simple inquiry

So please reply
distinctly specific
while abandoning logic….yet
please most definitely clearly

When am I but where I am?
A rhyming riddle, playing a
crescendoing cadence
of rebellious rockin' reggae riotous rhythms

A notorious
questioning query
Quietly sneering,
laughing, awaiting
the one obvious
reasonable answer

Why am I? Put surely,
not simply
Only to be? Yes…and still no…but
much, doubtlessly, even much more
A man is to live!

Truly, inescapably always…..yet
certainly only nothing.
-but free.
                                                  
-R.

07
TX




15.


I Never Could

I never could not love you
All the hours and minutes
every precious moment
again with You I would do

To hold you as I held you
as my lover and best friend

A true love now shattered
yet still affection
that never ends

My prayers are incessant
for the you that now is lost
I hope you will remember
and think back
to what then was

Think of Us always when
We were still yet young
A Love We shared together
that forever is
forever real

I never could not love you
and I suppose
I never will

So when you get to Heaven
and you see that
I'm not there

Remember
I could never
not love You
the way You were
even in the
depths of all Hell.

-R.

(10.14.16)
-LA
-4MAR



16.

It is said;

If you are not a liberal
when you are young
You have no heart.

But as you grow older
if you are not a conservative
You have no brains.

Somewhere there is a place
for compassionate conservatives

That is where I stand.

-R.



17.

Just More Noise
Guns go off
Helicopter flies
Sirens scream
Another one dies

Glancing glint
of the coldest steel
Final look
of a dying eye
Sirens scream
Helicopter flies

High speed
Hot pursuit
Sirens scream
Helicopter flies
Chasing down
another freak

Screeching tires
Tangled metal
Sirens scream
Helicopter flies
No way to get
them out alive

Incalculable
Catastrophic
Human tragedy

The gun
The blade
The despicable
The slain

Sirens scream
We barely take notice
Helicopter flies
Just more noise.

-R.

(12/16)
-LA



18.

Just To Touch
-Lyrix

-BluJazz

Just to touch your emotions
Just to know how you feel
Just to touch your emotions

Baby I'd beg I'd lie I'd steal
Baby I'd beg I'd lie I'd steal

Just to get some reaction
A little more closer I sigh
Just to get some reaction

Baby I'd love to see you smile
Baby I'd love to see you smile

Still I see you slippin'
Oh I see you slippin'
I see you slippin'  
away from me

I know that you
been slippin'
Oh I see you slippin'
I see you slippin'
away from me

There's no more laughter
only tears

Telephone is ringing
Is there someone at all
When you answer
You’re screaming

I simply wanted to call
I simply wanted to call

Just remembered devotion
Just been thinkin' it through
Just remembered devotion

Whatever happened to you?
Whatever happened to you.

Still I see you slippin'
Oh I see you slippin'
I see you slippin'
away from me

I know that you
been slippin'
Oh I see you slippin'

I see you slippin'
away from me

There's no more laughter
only tears

Just to touch your emotions
Just to know how you feel
Just to touch your emotions

Baby I'd beg I'd lie I'd steal
Baby I'd beg I'd lie I'd steal

Baby I'd beg... I'd lie... I'd steal

-R.

(86)
-D



19.

-Lady C'mon
-Lyrix

-BluJazz

Dial the number
and I'm hesitating
Hope she's gone
as it starts to ringing

"Oh, it's you I thought
you had left me"
No I didn't want to
leave you far behind

C'mon C'mon you say love me
but just for a moment
C'mon C'mon you say love me
then leave me alone

Lady C'mon Lady think back
Lady think back
to where we were

Lady think back Lady C'mon
Lady think back on our love

Overall it was
a celebration
Though we had
our share of pain

Now I'm gone
and you say
you feel different
Don't you know
that I'm still the same

Walk away 'cause
I know that it's over
Walking on cause
I know she's gone

Thinking back on all
the times we spent together
Thinking I'll be
walking on alone

C'mon C'mon you say love me
but just for a moment
C'mon C'mon you say love me
then leave me alone

Lady C'mon Lady think back
Lady think back on our love

-R.

(80)
-LA



20.

-Let Them Know

Their Love was such
that people smiled
when their hands touched

When they kissed
the people bowed
their heads

As the lovers embraced
all the good people
gave thanks

And then when
they made love
the people fell
to their knees
and thanked God above

All this in those days
when the golden mist
of the Divine
was found where
rainbows bow to grace
Our Good Earth

In the days
when She whispered,

"Let them know
how We Loved."

-R.

(2.14.14)
-D








21.



Love Remains
-Lyrix

Even in the rain
Love remains

God alone
remains unchanged
He's still the same
Love remains

The winds they blow
and floods assail
Love prevails

Lightning strikes
then the thunder sounds
Love abounds

Jesus please say now
"Peace be Still"
Seek Love's will.

You have an ear
Oh let them hear
Love's there
Love's near

Then the Love will reign
gentle showers to wash
and heal the pain

The Spirit Winds prevail
gentle breezes
to fill Love's sail

Even in the rain
standing naked
in our shame
Love remains

God alone remains
unchanged
He's still the same
Love remains.

-R.

(85)
-D








Love Unto Vengeance

Love is unto vengeance
when you are deeply moribund
A thought to faith......of hope
then Love......yet unfinished

Remembrance of loss.....
a promise
a vow of spirit......souls
in forever
a bond

Revenge of the righteous
for all that is known

Of treachery's treason
against all that is borne

Of irrational reasoning
denying the truth
unequivocally shown

Hating with
reverent perfection
the source, the thought,
the deed

Pure avenging absolution
despising all veraciously
all in total.....all contemptible

Life again......through vengeance
for Love that was lost
Hearts once beating together
as unseen moments depart
Possibly a waiver....yet never a fall

Love unto vengeance...
....Revenge unto Love?

No, Unfinished Business
Just Cause.

"I hate them with
perfect hatred...
who come against
the will of the Lord"
The Holy Bible (KJV)

-R.

(10)
Hlywd





Man in Hand

A man in Hand
is worth ten dozen
on the loose

You can moan or sigh
but you'll probably never
find a better one

Is he the rest
of the best of You
that has always been sought

The other part
and participle
for which you have
searched so long

The one who says it straight
and does what he has said

That one whose promise true
will journey
through with you
as you together
embrace the
great unknown

That one that
holds your heart
and hopes forever
to always never
say goodbye

The man who looks
so intently close upon you
to see his unborn
children there
within the sparkle
of your eyes.

-R.

(1.16.17)
-LA








Mother Napalm

Mother Napalm is warm
But her blisters
they painfully sear

Life is such
in terror America
The police state
of all that I fear

A schoolyard where
bully's rule is taught

And some sick psycho people
with pit-bull power to flaunt

Our peace
Is by the heel of the boot

A piece of our
leather clenched fist

Your rights
have no might
Whatsoever

When your name
We put it down
on our list

Mother Napalm is warm
Yet coldly she icily sneers

I'm your terror America

The police state
in the nightmares
of your fears.

-R.

TX
(06)




My Beloved She

My beloved She
went up to Heaven
but I hear She wants
to come home

Maybe I'll send Her a letter and tell Her I've
been waiting here alone

Because a man like me
could never make it
up there unto Heaven

A man who is destined
upon the Earth must
forever and always
walk on.

-R.

(9.14)
-FLA




My Better Thoughts

All the thoughts I think
about going round
and round my head
of what is that most lovely
most honest and most true

Things that I have
heard about
and that which I might
have seen or read
Some I heard along the way
and some that once I said

All of what I truly am
and all I hope to be
All my better thoughts
it seems to me
Are mostly only
about You

You then are most lovely
That is honest
That is true

All my better thoughts
are of the brightest days
All my better thoughts
are You.

-R.

(12/17/16)
-LA



My Dearest Darling

My Beloved Dove
and Dearest Darling
Oh where have you gone

Together We always
in the light of the dawn
We whispered Our promise
and sang of Our love

My Dearest Darling
wherever you are

Our soul together
true and complete
God is Our witness
Our salvation
sure and indeed

Wife of my youth
Strength of Our truth
My hope and my faith
was immeasurable in you

My Dearest Darling
where might you be

My search is now over
for my dearest love true
Lost to the World
Forever lost unto me.

-R.

(7.23.13)
Santa Fe
-4MAR




My Sons

Now that you are men
seek the greater challenge
Walk the harder road
choose the path less taken

Know the higher good
and seek ye first
Search for and see
the beautiful and the best
Shun the shadows
and those there cursed

Have a feel for the way
when all seems lost
Remember to Love and well
No matter the cost

Forever follow your destinies
everlasting forever star
Know and know well
Your Father cares
and watches from
both near and afar.

'When I was a child
I thought as a child
I spake as a child
I understood as a child

When I became a man
I put away childish things.'

-The Holy Bible (KJV)

-R.

(10.12.16)
-LA







Old Abilene Town

I can see to the bottom
of your soul

I don't see nothing
but the stench
of a dead rabbit hole

You destroyed my home
and you destroyed my girl

Now all you get is
your own funeral

You paved your way
Sea of Agony's bound

Dirty Damn old Abilene Town

Forever now known
as the dirty devils

God Damn hometown.

-R.

10.16
-LA




One Man Emerges

One man alone...emerges
seeking to claim His own

Barely, yes but still breathing

Desolations disgrace
is what has been shown

Clawing up from where
crushingly abandoned

Sure to escape
the horror the man
He has known

Describe Him
despicable rejected
Quite altogether forlorn

Surely far lower
than hopeless

Still advancing steadily on

There is not one
that He can call out to

Neither friend
nor family or home

Ignoring the laughter
of cynics

Oblivious to the jeering
of scorn

The continuous
critical whispers
only lengthen the sojourn
He is upon

But still through
the music of His conscious
His soul cries
a sad quiet groan

The total incalculable sorrow
of all the man He has borne

Finding yet
always pursuing
Searching for all
His destiny has sworn

One man alone......emerges

Seeking....... and sure
to reclaim His Own.

-R.

(06)
TX




Pacific 'n Breeze
-Lyrix

-Rock ’n Jazz

Cruise my way
to the West Coast
Maybe make the beach
by June or July

Oh it really doesn't matter
No it really doesn't matter

Those blond
blue eyed surfer girls
Me I'll be stranded,
standing and staring

And Me I'll be breezing
Me Pacific 'n Breezing

Maybe I'll go
or maybe I will stay
Maybe I'll leave
does it matter anyway

LA I finally made it
LA I'm on my way
through your mountains

Oh it's down onto the beach
out into the streets
You know to Downtown LA

Oh you know it's LA
with the wind at your back
and a song that I heard
on the way

Me I'll be breezing
Me Pacific 'n Breezing

Got me a place
on Pacific
Take me a room
on Breeze Avenue

You know it really matters
Everything it matters

Dreaming in the
City of the Angels
Living my life the
Angel Town way

A breeze in my face
There never was
a place like LA

and I'll breeze Her
Me Pacific 'n Breezing

Cruise my way
to the West Coast
Maybe make the beach
by June or July

You know it really matters
Everything matters

and I will breeze Her
Me Pacific 'n Breezing

Maybe I'll go
or maybe I will stay

If you’re looking for me
Look out there
in LA.

-R.

(79)
-LA




Poem in Pocket

I gotta' poem in my pocket
been writing it for you
All the things I think about
that you might
never know I knew

The paper became
quite tattered but
the words they didn't fade
Promise unto Promise
is how the truest love is made

All the ways your eyes
they sparkle with promise
as your cheerful voice
is heard
Smiling your way to
total control
as you point me onward
with a word

Your will has a way
to goodness.
Willful with purpose.
Determined in goal
The Woman I embrace
is the Woman observed

The Woman that I know.

I gotta' poem in my pocket
Torn and tattered it's true
I don't think it will
ever be finished
'Cause it is written
all about You.

-R.

(10.15.16)
--LA









Por Dios y Amor
-Lyrix

A child was born
Her life was torn
away from Her
as She lay dreaming
far away

In that place
where children's smiles
can stop the wars
can stop the wars

Hear the wind
that lifts Her angel wings
and takes Her or'
to that place
of sunlit shores

Where wars no more
Where wars no more

The cross
the precious child
She bore
was not Her own
was not Her own

The cross was yours
The cross was yours alone

Mi Señor
Oh, my Lord
por favor
por amor

Stop the wars
War no more

por Dios y Amor
por los ninos
por amor
por favor

Please stop the wars
War No More.

-R.

(05)
-TX




Proclamation

Search and ye will perceive
that you have been pursued
Pursued and perhaps persuaded
and prevailed upon
through and through

Prevailed within a purpose
the purpose of a truth
The truth of a proclamation
proclaiming the promise
of pure and perfect Love
for you.

-R.
(06)
-TX




Promise of Liberty

Yes I will journey quite some
very long tortuous distance
Just to be positively right there

Later in time I'm sure
I will travel many long
treacherous miles
to then most definitely
be somewhere

Possibly shortly thereafter
I will most probably then
leave and you most certainly
will not know or even really care

Maybe I will go to a distant place
very afar so that it is then surely
without doubt absolutely elsewhere

Why when and where the Spirit
a warm pure breeze always
and once more again
and many times over before
me will beckon and then
me should send?

Truly I am most surely
not possible even
slightly ever aware

Am I sure I will know
when I in time
arrive that place eventually...
once more again

That place the promise of liberty
will find home there to flourish
prosper and grow quiet but strong
in a brisk but gentle prevailing wind

That place where I finally am
able to live and breathe in peace
If I perhaps be possibly capable
and might still can

A place that will allow me simply
and only most hopefully
then maybe perchance
to freely stand
a Man.

-R.

(06)
-TX




Real Fast Woman
-Lyrix
-Rock 'a Billy
Country Rock 'n Roll
I wanna' real fast woman
and a beautiful horse to ride
I wanna' real fast woman
and a beautiful horse to ride
I wanna' real fast woman
who always makes it home
ahead of time
The Texas summer simmers
but the cold long winters
hotter still
The Texas summer simmers
but the cold long winters
hotter still
Those long winter nights
give those fast women
time to chase a thrill
Big D and Cowtown's brimmin'
with those fast hard-hearted women
Big D and Cowtown's brimmin'
with those fast hard-hearted women
It's disaster that their after
It's just heartache on
the wild side of liven'
I wanna' real fast woman
and a beautiful horse to ride
I wanna' real fast woman
and a beautiful horse to ride
I wanna' real fast woman
who always makes it
home ahead of time
She's driven' 90 miles an hour
lookin' for another honky-tonk
She's driven' 90 miles an hour
tryin' to make another honky-tonk
She's gonna' find her a cowboy
and She's gonna' show him
what it's all about
I wanna' real fast woman
I wanna' real fast woman
I wanna' real fast woman
who rides her pony home
......in overdrive.
-R.
(96)
-D
*Big D and Cowtown---
(D/FW) Dallas and Fort Worth




Remember Daughter

Daughter never
ever fall in love
with a music man

For he will sing
your songs
of hope and love

He will steal
your heart and
he will hold you close

He will show you
places you never
would know

Remember Daughter
Never fall in love
with a music man

But if you do
You must never
ever let go.

-R.

(3.15)
-LA




Revolution Rebellion

Revolution is a confiding smile
that reaches from
deep within the heart
An outstretched hand up and out
to give a life forsaken a new start

To seek and search far beyond
and glimpse a brightly shining path
Yet then to look behind and back again
to be assured that all will know the way

Rebellion is a knowing look
A glance from eye to eye
A slight inflection of radiant joy
in the tenor of a sigh

The quietly warm and whispered word
with a gentle breeze of hope

Revolution is a beautifully
harmonious triumphant tune
that just won't leave you alone

-R.

(07)
-TX







Right? Boy!
-Lyrix
-Post-Punk Pre-NuWave
LA Screaming Street Fightin' Rock
Ya' gotta' work boy
Ya' gotta' sweat
Ya' gotta' grind
Ya' gotta' moan boy
Ya' gotta' work
Ya' gotta' soothe
that manic mind boy
Say Right Say Right
Say Right boy
You're gonna' love boy
First you cry
and then you sigh
then you will find boy
You're gonna' find another
lover like your kind boy
Say right Say right
Say right boy
You gonna die boy
You will lay down
on the ground
and you will die boy
You will gasp
and you will heave
a final sigh boy
Say Right Say right
Say Right boy
Ya' gotta' work work
work work work
Ya' gotta' sweat
Ya' gotta' grind
Ya' gotta' moan Oh boy
Ya' gotta' work
Ya' gotta' soothe
that manic mind boy
Say Right Say Right
Say Right boy
Say Right Say Right
Say Right Right Right
Right Right Right Right
Right Right Right Right
Right Right Boy!
-R.
(80)
-LA




Santa Fe
-Lyrix
-Western Ethereal Rock
Will you meet me in Santa Fe
I'll be there later
I'm gonna' leave right away
If I get there early
you know just what I'll do
I'll be waiting there for you
I'll be waiting.... there for you
Yes I'll meet you in Santa Fe
I'll be there later
I'm gonna' leave right away
If you get there early
I know just what you'll do
We can't wait can you?
We can't wait...... can you?
Been wondering lately
if anybody knows
what's going on
Thinking probably
that not really many
know even at all
They may catch on later
I won't wait around to see
I'll be gone long gone
Gone. I'll be gone long gone
Will you meet me in Santa Fe
I'll be there later
I'm gonna' leave right away
Yes I'll meet you in Santa Fe
I'll be there later
gonna' leave right away
If I get there early
you know just what I'll do
I'll be waiting there for you
I will...be waiting there
.......for you.
-R.
(96)
-D




Season

Will you slip your finger
within my golden ring
Forever share an eternity
in the beauty of your spring

Summers never tiring heat
and nothing to fear or dread
Tranquil peace and
sure serenity
where Autumn
dare not tread

Life's Winter will
never show again
for there but one
time of year

Forever love
Forever life
and forever
Spring to share.

-R.

08

-BZ







Son of a Gun
-Lyrix

Genre; Western Ethereal Cosmic Cowboy
Hard Country Rock
Sub-Genre; Cowboy Rant

Allegro

Listen up now
'cause I heard the rumor
Best take heed
there won't be any warning
Son of a Gun
goodness knows He's comin'
Cowboy Dread,
Justice He's a walkin'

Riding three horses,
Death, Plague and War
He'll send you to Hell
and burn you to the core
Give you the nightmares
of your worst fears
I told you so
and I know you hear

He'll salt your fields
and disease your castle
Poison your wells
and slay your cattle
Sell your stuff
in a two dollar raffle
Lightening strikes
when the Cowboy's sabre rattles

The damned will see
the smoke and dirty shadows
Stumbling down
through the thistles
and the cowards
Crying out to God
who never was a listenin'
They'll hear His answer
when Justice shadows passin'

The good folk say,
You know they had it comin'
He's given' good to the good
and the rest are gettin' nothin'
All the downtrodden
and the caste they been lost in
clapping their Hands
seein' hope on the horizon

The children see
the rainbows with the showers
The children see
the meadows and the flowers

The children smile
'cause their tired of cryin'
They been saying their prayers
and the truth it ain't a liein'

Innocence cries
Goodness is flying
Goodness sighs
Justice is riding
Justice arrives
Truth is in the saddle

The good folks say
this is all about to happen

'Cause they heard
it's all been written
a good mans riding
They can plant their seed
and live to see the harvest

He'll set things right
'cause He's on a mission
Gonna' send them to Hell
so we can live in Heaven

He's ridin' three horses
Faith, Hope and Love
Ridin' night and day
on the breezes from above
Ain't hearin' nothing
but the whispers of His doves
Ain't got nothin'
but for the ones He calls Beloved

Listen up now
'cause I heard the rumor
Best take heed
there won't be any warning
Son of a Gun
goodness knows He's comin'
Cowboy Dread.
Justice, He ain't just a talkin'.

-R.


(2.10)
Hlywd







-Song of Woman
If all the beauty of existence
were put within a song
Would it not be the heart of woman
for it then to be written upon?
Then all the choirs of Heaven
would sing as one
I might then hear the beauty
of the chorus as they sing
And marvel in amazement
from the deepest darkness
of this lowest place I'm in
So never quiet an hymn of sorrow
nor despise the tears of joy
For those who from the darkness
yet remember how wonderful life was
Memories awaken
and hope is again reborn
at that melodious first moment
of a woman's heartfelt song
Hers is in the singing
as life is once more renewed
Hers is in the song
as is the Heavens eternal truth
Yes if all the beauty of existence
were put within a song
Would it not be the heart of woman
for it then to be written upon?
-R.
(11.22.12)
-SC








Strange Population
-Whuut?
A little bit bent
and a whole lot of strange
Started off half-backwards
ain't no way they gonna' change
Stupid is as stupid keeps doing
Practiced in the art
to just keep losing
Way worse than worthless
they just never quite know
Going off in all directions
never quite get exactly
which way they need to go
Schizey in thinking
Sketchy in every way
Maybe they'll get better
what else can you say.
-R.
(1/17)
-LA









Surely You Know

Surely you know that
the most wonderful woman
is that one who will
not always do
what she is told

The one whom you tell
to leave you alone
and yet she says
she will never go

The one whose whisper
as a warm Summer breeze
will turn a man's heart
with the kiss of
a soft quiet please

That one whose tears
are hope for the world
You find such a woman
you find a priceless
incomparable pearl.

-R.

(10)
-Hlywd









-The Sun Always Shines in LA

Waiting is not my vocation
Patience then not my forte
I could say I've been
standing in the rain forever
But the Sun always shines
in LA

I hear there's an LA Woman
Maybe here is where
She again will appear
The clouds blew through
for just a few seconds
But here in LA
all the skies are
bright blue
sunny and clear

They say She lives
by the ocean
She walks barefoot
in the sand by the sea
Behind Her ear
there's a flower
All then take notice
of She

Her whispers
barely but silent
resound throughout all
conscious thought
Her aura is of love and passion
hoping and never to be lost

There is an LA Woman
The wind makes a carriage
for Her grace
She smiles as if
by Her magic
the moments of
Her movements
are blessed

I will wait
a little bit longer
An hour or maybe
much more
Where minutes
cascade into later
Until again Her beauty
is once more revealed

Waiting is not my vocation
Patience then not my forte
I could say I've been waiting
in the rain forever

But everyone knows
the Sun always shines
in LA.

-R.

(11.14.16)

-LA













The Wisdom of America

You were given all the wisdom
You were given all the clues
It was written in a long love letter
You just didn’t get the news

Every detail was written out
All the poems and prose and law
The ancient wisdom of the prophets
Written down up in there
On the county jailhouse walls

All the details you would ever need
You just didn’t heed the calls
Scratched out for you to read there
On the county jailhouse walls

Sure, I know you didn’t see it
Yet you were told each one and all
The wisdom of America
Is written down up in there
On the county jailhouse walls.

-R.

(07)

-TX




Thinkin' 'Bout Leavin'
-Lyrix

Thinkin' 'bout leavin' here today
Packin' my pickup and rollin' away
Giddiup Go get outta' you're way
Thinkin' 'bout leavin' here today

Before you leave you best think it over
'Cause when you leave you know you’re gone
You think you'll leave your troubles behind you
But when you leave your cares are right along

Darlin' you know that I love you
for all time and forever more
But I can't just sit in the darkness cryin'
Praying your love will shine once more

So I'll just get up and leave it behind
Get out there and see what I find
Ask the Lord to be my guide,
every step and every mile
Maybe I'll find my Baby's Love in God's good time

Thinkin' 'bout leavin' here today
Packin' my pickup and rollin' away
Giddiup Go get outta' you're way
Thinkin' 'bout leavin' here today

When you smile the world smiles with you
Frown and Moan you’re on your own
When you shed your tears of sorrow
Honest and True
You know the Good Lord is lookin' on

Thinkin' 'bout leavin' here today
Packin' my pickup and rollin' away
Giddiup Get along get outta' you're way
Thinkin' 'bout leavin' here today

God Lord willin' and the creeks don't rise

-R.

(7/11)
-LA

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brown-outs and in and out from blacking out
this kingdom of cloth, yachts, canvas dogs baring oil and a glass full of scotch, yonder the dogma of breaking out. This is a bank robbery, a fight so let's break it up. Baking club. Two cups of brown sugar, four cups of flour, two packets of apple sauce, vanilla extract, chocolate chips, two sticks of butter, come on now and stir it up. Things are stirring up. Flower petals and Hawaiian Punch, gardenias, orchids, a yellow top, blue jeans, and a green house walk.

California. Top-less, top-down convertible, brief rain on sunny days, and Urth Cafe for lunch. Valet parking on Melrose and window shopping with Snoop Dog at Rick Owens just to stir it up. While some things blur, all the best and brightest with their young supple breasts get together, eat lsd, just to sieve our cells so we can watch as the day is slurring us. Our words and our dance cards are hurting much. The drive to the desert while the beat brings us together and the Santa Ana's blow the pollen from the coast towards the Getty and it seems that our allergies aren't cured enough.

Two homemade lemonades in mason jars seem to me too tart, but to the youth it's the heat that packs the punch. An ounce for three hundred is way too much, on and on like an Indie song goes, Hot Chip and our Captain, we ride the Pacific Ocean while our skins tan under the heavy sun. One woman for me if it's you, is the best, and quite enough. So write your book about sailing a 12' Sunfish through the archipelago when you were four years old, and I'll edit myself into our narrative, use a paddle if the wind won't lift the main sail, and we can try to get home before the water swallows us. Blend the tropics with the fruit, and sneeze while facing the sun, if it's too much we can use Jet Skis and let the current bring us back to the coast one by one. Don't stop or drop the beat, don't worry because we've parked for free, so long as our batteries don't die, our flashlights will lead us home, it's a miracle to you, but just a number and a ticket to me, this is where the fun has just begun. Stirring it upside down, like a glass sailboat in a bottle and a love letter bleeding in salt water, have your romance but keep the sand out of our sheets, it's not like it's our bed, so we can't just have our fun.

I've taken a photograph. Way down in Alabama. Far into the delta where there's no cell signal, and the blues plays through our guitar, if you can do the harmony, I can sing for fun. It's not easy, the sound of our friends dying, drowning, in the despair their disease has overrun. But if we double our dreams, tear our skins and skip the streamers, blow up the balloons and catch the murderers that killed our son.

We can watch from the coast, stand at the top of the plateau, throw rocks into the cove, and free ourselves from a funeral that halves each other thru the mid-life synthesis we've been putting ourselves through, we can count, use the buddy-system and whistle loudly, fuse our genitals and flirt in a party that's just me and you, you might find that there's still fun for us, and this insanity isn't real, it's just a surrealist manifesto that in this earthquake we've just been painting our paths into. We've just begun to believe what isn't really grief but ought to be an afternoon or hunting and traveling at a grueling pace, with meager rations, there's not a snake bite I wouldn't be willing to suck the venom out of you, I'm just hoping you'd be willing to suck the venom out of me in time before I'd have to ask you to.

Luiz Syphre Feb 25

We didn't go to Pen State,
But got our degree in the State Pen!
Education for us wasn't bitches at spring break...
But we'd break 'em! Fuck 'em bitches and snitches!

God bless our mothers for raising us Thugs,
Pobresitas, It was all our fraud!
We were Warriors on our turf....
Screw em! 187 on their curve!

Que pendegos, bien proud!
TRECE ESE, branding on our brows!
Eses, Paisas, Brothers and woods,
A fuckin menace...all defiant fools!

To Karma only our open wallets,
Cuz with our shorties,
We shall pay the balance!

From the streets we come and to the streets we return.

- Luiz Syphre

quick translation:
2nd stanza - Pobresitas - poor ladies
3rd stanza - Que pendegos, bien - How Stupid, very proud....
Trece Ese - Thirteen (as in Florencia 13, a local gang) Ese - Slang for Hispanic Gangster
Paisas - Illigal Aliens, Brothers - Blacks, Woods - White = Jail terminology for different races.


It was in tribute to a friend of mine's Son, as he was killed in South Central L.A. gang violence.
tamia Nov 2016

somewhere in hollywood along route 66
stood a cheap motel—
an asylum
for rockstars and their groupies,
artists and and poets and strangelings alike.
the morning only saw its residents,
drunken and drowsy,
and its black-tiled pools as dark as the night;
yet the nights were its prime
when the artists would gather
in the name of music, dance, recklessness.
the syringes would pierce their skin
and the alcohol like ocean waves
washed out the most of them,
and events too unspeakable were the norm.
the motel never attained 5-star ratings,
but it become the playground
for fleeting moments, wild nights,
brewing grounds for creation.
these nights were so loud and colorful,
but only remembered in hazy visions
and muffled sounds.

and so all those nights end here, today:
at the south of The Strip
where some modern, ordinary hotel now stands
once used to be the mess
that the likes of Jim Morrison
and Tom Waits called home.
its guests would have burnt it down,
but they would've wasted their money,
and who has the time anyway?

ladies and gentlemen, the tropicana motel
a stop over where
wild minds and wild hearts would meet
and eventually go their way,
the place where these legends
of music and madness
came to play.

a poem about "The Trop", a motel in LA where artists used to stay and meet during its hey-day in the 70's.
Spenser Bennett Apr 2016

There's no heart left in Los Angeles
All those screaming ascendants
Living with Beats around their necks
But nothing beating in their chests

They got beaches, buried toes in the sand
Can you feel the heat yet, fire from your hand

Yet

There's no love left in Los Angeles

Mommy, the monster under my bed enter in my head
Now they are telling me to do bad things
And somehow, I want to

I can't fight my demons, so I become them
Anita Layne Feb 2016

The cars hiss by my window
but no one's honking their horns.
We're okay with the traffic,
and we're okay with the distance,
and we know you hate us --
but do you know that we love you?

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