If I sat
In my room
Dreaming nothing
But you
I'd be
Happier than
Any man on the
Moon

If I walked
Down the riverbed
Imagining
Holding your hand
I'd be walking on
Cloud's tears
That cried for
Our love

And were I alone
On a mountaintop
As high as
A man can get
You would be
In my heart
As I reached out
And grasped
Heaven

So wherever
My life takes me
Into lightness
Or dark
Your vision will
Calm me
And give me
Nothing
But hope

If I sat
In my room
I would dream

It was yesterday
Just a while ago,
It will be tomorrow soon now.
I spent yesterday worrying about today.
I spend today wondering of tomorrow.
And, as I did, thought, of now just one second hence,
And fought to reconnect with it.
When I realized now is what the ******* whole thing is about.
I almost smiled,
As I turned around in my head,
Seeing now. And worries blended
With my senses and ego
My lusts and desires
Became a future not this second
I went
Into now, about,
Did,
It's so hard
To catch and claim,
Now.
But I am.

Is it my
             Neanderthal
that calls when I just act out in anger or does a being have no excuse at all
Or repentance or hail the saviour
In jail
Time makes for a witness a judge a jury
In the courtyard a robed statue holds a scale
Frozen marble but
Our thoughts entailed
As we adjust to morals forbidden
Desires peek out of shells like turtles
In the myths the fables a grand
Tale would be designed.
Here, walk along a street,
Rural, urban, you are alone.
The stone the feet tread ago were
Known.  A friend since near birth.
Our cities, square's. Our metropolises
Empty of the water and fill with fear.
And as we take step and stories told are reality so fear unfolds from a black shadow or noise a car wreck

Unfolding, slithered
And we get scared.
And thrown about bashed
Tattered torn hurt....
Whether we were in it .

Or not.

And do vision derides
Divisions and besides becomes fearful when the new calm overcomes the
Insanity.

I raise
Pigs.

February
  Cold short four weeks
      Slow part of the year
Yet, rent is faster.
Electric meter outside hums louder
It's wheels gaining momentum
And the dial a blur.
And they chose this month to honor your love.
    Valentine's  should be in June.
When the grass is long
Maintenance  needs done
And a old man can make a buck.
Trim a hedge.  Pick up broken bricks
At the newlyweds house being erected.
I'm in love.
The best love I have ever known.
The love I propose is endless.
I want to buy her things and be her gentleman that sends bouquets and boxes of chocolates and rings with sparkling diamonds necklaces and fine linens and silk sheets.
I find myself drunk and forlorn and hopeless.
Until,
In my mind I see her face.
And I melt and feel warm
I say her name,  over and over.
DiAnne, you are my everything.
I love you like no one before.
And I profess
My love forever.
Will you be my Valentine?

Passively
         He describes
In active words their
       Very act of
Submission

From the aura emanating
From the
Forest and grass and the sky
Swelling up
Black
With ominous clouds
A tear drop
Fell from my eye
And thunder rang out
The heavens burst
I was ready

Ready for the end
I didn't see how I
Could keep
Going on
The whole of the earth
Seemed to be agreeing
It was darkening
And I and the universe
Were alone

I slept

I walked the meadows
Sunshine lit wildflowers
Blooming and grass velvet
Animals came up to greet me
The buck I killed
Ten years ago,
My dog, who ran away
When I cursed God.
The kittens I couldnt keep
Alive and the images
Of carcasses on the packing
Room floor.

And I met a man. Weathered face so red. His hands leather like the sole
Of mocassins who said
"The mother earth has sent me, son.
To give you peace in your passages"
We walked together silent.
In his presence I felt the need for
Storms the very essence of the rain.

As I wiped my eyes.  I awoke.
Dazed but new I gathered
That dream as best I could.
I wish he had told me his name.
But. Names he taught me,
In the short time of my dream are not really real.

Dreams
Are

Might play along the
Roadside
Tonight
Splish splash
In puddle dumb
Wet halfway up me ***
And get a child's
Wisdom
Once more,
To dare the cars to slow down
And not listen
To the dire warnings,
Just be