You make me laugh and cry
In one simple gesture
or one silly smile
My heart flutters
At those delights

The blue drape covers
So complete, no start, no stop
Fish too, hold their breath

I'm sorry if I hurt you
It's just so many things
not to say, not to do
so many rules, taboos
it's difficult for me too
picking up all these cues
filtering, to find the real you

If you give less then you get,that's self destruction
I you get what you give,that's mutually assured
You give it all, with hope of little return, the satisfaction
To be sure, that's the secret, love cured

A king dies as
The silver prince spawns
a new river of life dawns

Floating to take root
The lions tooth on dragons breath
An elegant dance

Walking foreign paths
Collecting strange fears, others sorrows
Gives understanding to wondering souls

Even on the gloomiest faces
the light of love has traces
a firefly leaves in a
forest's darkest places

terror in falling limbs, crashing
forests of decayed life, growing
a chanterelle, golden, bursts free

Dawn's early caress
Dawn's light reflects in her ever green pools
Dawn's golden rays fall about her face
Dawn's warm hug lulls away my stress
Dawn's the best part of my day

Conflict in the early night sky
Battles swirling raging between deep pastel foes
Epic daily struggles as light slashes dark
Leaving streaking flashes in futile fights
Finally prevailing the black veil flexes
Showing the power of having no light
Till dawn when darkness sees the light and dies

Listening for night
Feeling for light, the dawn sun
Seems so far away
From this cold and lonely place
My deaf, blind heart led me to

Magpies, black white blue
Tussling for a fry, brown ground
Foods still rare, I guess

Peering into blue
Deep frigid waters, white capped
Beauty wrapped cold death
on high tides washing away
dead shells echo wails of whales

When your in the blue
Silence, everything goes numb
Thoughts bubble of you

alone, wolfs been tracking me
around every corner I see him
big, gray, beastly, black fangs
tempting me to veer off to fear
to lose my place, panic, scream
I've seen him before, he's as cold
as his hot metalic tinged breath
Life comes to him but never goes
time to stand my ground, I need
a new wolf skin pelt to lay on

Roaming desert scapes
waterless countryplaces, searching
Your eternal springs
bursting forth in full bloom
Painted in Apache plume

My desperation
me frantically searching
and never finding you

Truth doesn't become so because you think it is so.....
...... just as it does not become so because your friend said it be so.

There’s more to this view, you know
Worlds yet to explore, besides the rear view
new horizons to cross for you,  with
Your view of the change in you to better
Change the view around you, it’s all in
How you view you in this big picture view

from permafrost thawed
white arches rising upward
ancient beauty, now
resides on a modern shelf
next to plastic elves for sale

Imperfections make beauty
Like an ideally placed dimple
on your perfecty dimpled face

ignorance is bliss
hard to miss baskets of gold
sprinkled around you
your blindness, tunnel vision
swiping right, as flowers die

we pulled crab and fish aplenty
upon the barnacle scarred wood planks
our splintered arm to creek side bounty

My dogs are barking shut them up
That dog don't hunt stupid animal
Can't teach an old dog new tricks
He's a dog and she's a female version
We use dog in a derogatory way
put him on a leash if you walk today
best of friends is what they say
loyal to the core all day every day
who treats friends like dog crap anyway
But every dog has his day
Ever seen a Dogwood bloom, true beauty, I say

This dog of mine
has this strange and
peculiar way of
Letting me know
How I constantly
Disappoint him
He looks just
Like you
And me
When we
Get let
Down

Catching on the wind
scents, hints of dogwoods blooming
recollecting youthful
adventures in backseat love
On backwood roads, back in time

Everywhere I look I see words
rhyming words tied by themes
running in and out of my head
like a faucet with no off or way
to tuning them out
So I write and write and write
with no  thoughts consequence or doubt
People look strangely at me
when I talk in rhythmic rhyming ways
my kids are amazed to this day
some say it weird or some kind of
crazy *** savant who can't speak properly
Well here is the news or
as they use to say
the straight dope
so tuck this away
The words we poets right
are not just words for play
they are all human feeling emotions
and critical mind states just said
and put out in an easy familiar way
for those less fortunate who can't
read think and write this way.
So here is a start
Green Eggs and Ham
You see?
Even a child still growing his heart
can understand thoughts put this way

The fear is not living, though some do
Nor the fear of living life alone, that too
The fear Is dying and being buried alone,

My muse has learned to change her frights
not in a material shift
                  but in her dreams
inside
I think it amazing
                                she shrugs it off
no big deal


but if she can change a dream?



                                                   could she change her mind?

swimming, sailing, skipping
ebbing, flowing ,rising, falling
water breaths life

People look into the dark
To see shades of death, I look
For night creatures breath
To prove I’m not afraid
And the darks not death
But life without light

The world just flew by
as I sat helpless watching
On an Amtrak train

I'm just a human
Nothing more and anything else
Are your terms, labels

Music box, broken again
Another sad man, played C seven
Maybe, him there, crying

Cardboard hopelessness
across from the coffee shop
And she with no sleeve

we eased in back doors
then I carried you threw the front
we're still opening more