the poem of the forest
is rustled by the tree
the whale tones
the song of the sea
the eagle refrains
the hymn of the sky
but the vulture's verse
is silence when you die
so make your verse with pen or voice
before old buzzard makes his choice

be gentle break of day
ease in with soft foreplay
waft the smell of roasted bean
quiet, alone..stay the routine
sweet pastry, taste you tease
make perfect, morning breeze
dim the bright of sun's first light
achieve these for my love's invite

my heart is so full of love
it has stretch marks

birth and death are the same point on the circle of life, some circles are bigger than others, some are more colorful, some are jagged some smooth, fill the center with the color of love and gratitude

i give her way more love than she wants from me, so, i wonder where she puts all the love garbage

empathy is root on the tree of love, and it's fruit unconditional

trust is the most difficult thing to achieve between two people

before we go any further you tribe of so called poets, can we be weird friends without it getting weird

I say it over and over
in so so many ways
hints, notes and gaze
how can you not feel
or hear or see the deal
maybe I could cook it up
like a five star chef
or maybe...
you are just love-deaf

my mind is a really weird chili cooked by the people of my life

my happiness
makes you sad
your sadness
takes my happiness
what a sad circle

I search for
your face
your hair
your laugh
your gaze
your smile
in memory
and mind
with all
my effort
I cannot find

for like
the angels
we cannot see
your beauty
is greater
than the
sum__
of my imagination

believe none of what you hear
half of what you see
and absolutely none of what you hear from me

the greatest hecklers have never stepped foot in the batters box, the greatest critics have never stepped in the arena, the greatest complainers have never been servers

I want to say
I want to write
I want to film
I want to type
I want to sign
I want to show
I want to sing
I want to let go
I want to share
but why do I dare
the censor is there

my superpower is quite unique
not power to protect the weak
not some bug of bat want to be
not some wonder or super bee
i can be forgotten in a second
the power of memory stealth i reckon
you will not recall any of me...ever
and in nothingness i will live forever

you cannot ensure or predict your legacy, so worry not once about it

i would like to expand an idea
and maybe rhyme the name maria
beyond a few lines of thought
but your attention span is naught

humans may have achieved so called intelligence, even if it is artificial, let us all hope it has some artificial love

full to the brim
is from where I start
full to the brim
the love of my heart
full to the brim
God's blessing art
full to the brim
thankfulness all part

I've built this machine with bleeding hands
I've shaped it to cheat the wind
I've shined it with polish and sweat
I've balanced it with feel
and powered it with iron and steel
I've become one with it and gave it life
I know air like the falcon
I know speed like the cheetah
and I do not have fear
for this is where my spirit is forever free

you own my heart the rest of me is just plus plus

Me me me me
See see see see
I'm I'm I'm I'm
Mine mine mine mine
I I I I
Lie lie lie lie
My my my my
I've I've I've I've
I'd I'd I'd I'd
Lied lied lied lied
You
That's enough of you

live a life that would make a great movie, one that makes happy tears, it will be your only rerun in the end

the eyes and the nose
live in constant fear
the chin and cheeks
know their time is near
the teeth are scared
the danger quite clear
the tongue....careless
the lips....cavalier

ive been trying to sell me
to myself and others
that im
happy
attractive
funny
smart
likeable
AND
truth is
im not very convincing
maybe truth is
im not

being alone and...not liking yourself, is less than alone

love keeps
my heart full
when i sleep
some amazing way
overnight grows
like molding clay
swells and finds store
to love you more

it is such a tragedy that absolutist have never seen nor chased a rainbow

My father told me that if I wanted to be rich, find something to make, make it well, and sell it for a profit; I'm only good at making mistakes.

I walk in a minefield of egos
tiptoeing around pet peeves
dodging triggers
careful with words
very careful with words
quick with a compliment
soft with a suggestion
very soft with a suggestion
taking abuse with a smile
taking abuse with a smile
taking abuse with a smile

in my imagination, my love for you can outshine the sun

im somewhere between
elvis and hee haw
buggs and ******-doo
stooges and a-team
price is right and johnny carson
dallas and ****** she wrote
fred sanford and archie bunker
channel 6 and 8 and 12

i pondered why everyone looks down at me, and so i looked down and found nothing and realized i must be at the bottom

love does not require change
love does not need acceptance
love does not ask for favor
love does not hunt similarities
love just does

I was little, play'n in the dirt
grown folk went to work
when the sun was high and hot
she'd stand close and make a shady spot
....and sing

Aint no shade in heaven
and I'm going to see when I'm there
Aint no shade in heaven
cause His light shines every where

I was grown and in the row
big ole sun moving offly slow
I went pulling that bacca plant
this ole tune we'd often chant

Aint no shade in heaven
and I'm going to see when I'm there
Aint no shade in heaven
cause His light shines every where

I'm old watch'n kids in the dirt
young folks went to work
The sun is high and hot
I stand close to make a shady spot
...and sing

Aint no shade in heaven
and I'm going to see when I'm there
Aint no shade in heaven
cause His light shines every where

enemies are as easy to find as dirt, friends, true friends are a gem

Time gathered armies of
years, months, and minutes
boasting of soldiers and generals infinite

Chance mustered a fleet of change,
chaos, and freewill tenets
bragging the power of these lieutenants

Love's power was greatest still
a massive arsenal of providence divine
controlling change and dominating time

how you been...fine
it's been, so long
before you dig
i need to scoot along
and dust off all that
all that was wrong
feelings from the deep
deep inside...lifelong
too late too many
too many so long

a woman's love can very easily tame the beast that she created

in the race of life, death gives you a head start, the trick is...never look back

There aint but one way to love
It's all in with the hand you're dealt
It's pedal to the metal till your pistons melt
There aint but one way to love
It's down to your last dime
It's every second of every time
There aint but one way to love
It's no regrets no what ifs in the end
It's heart in your throat when you hit send
There aint but one way to love
It's your guts all in a knot
It's a deep breath and your last shot
There aint but one way to love
It's all in with the hand you're dealt
It's pedal to the metal till your pistons melt

personal change could come after a battle or a tragedy or a whisper

the end
is at the beginning
the beginning
is at the end
the middle
is round and round
and full of pies
i wish i could be a circle
more than just the middle

there is zero chance
      that nothingness exists
            nothing is impossible

I have two brains
one is in constant prayer
the other fails at everything
one is happy and is thankful
the other judges and holds contempt
one forgives and loves all
the other full of worry and spite
and I stand on the bridge between

you are easy to love but so hard to like

when the trail is new
you walk with light feet
and curious thoughts
when the way is old
your stride is heavy
with wisdom

I wash and clean
primp and pluck
and gussy-up
I shave and cut
**** in my gut
and smile double
it's a lot of trouble
to be invisible