Rain resplendent,
morning dew ---
I rise to resist
the confusion of
sleep's earthly tomb.
Afraid of the world
Inertia is my best friend
No mistakes ever.
Secular theory
Wishing and hoping
Death never arrives
(or) God lives in Zurich
Animals ALL
not a shred of difference
it appears
from Ape to Man
cell to cell.
But the perseverence
of their resistance
to this hollow truth
makes one want to cheer
and say:
"Don't worry,
we'll tell you when to STOP."
Blurry images come to mind
softly altered by time --
etched close to my heart
pulling me closer to the past.
Bringing to life those gone,
moving my spirit to the beyond.
Sounds pulse in my ears,
pounding in my heart --
as if dancing to a slinky, soulful
tropical beat..
Too serene to care
Caught up in life's little trap
Eventually.
Who are you right now
Do you have any idea
Images shatter.
On the edge of COOL
The media is watching
Begin decadence.
Summer sun is gone
Winter gloom descends fog gray
Reserve your spring now.
Simmer simmer down
Go gently, softly, so slow
Let go now, release.
The moral blockade:
your sexual agenda
is all about YOU.
Let me show you how
to see things differently
white and black goes gray.
I can't feel your smile
psychological trauma
unplugged, but in love.
Count on one hand
the ways I love you -
When you get to five
start over -
My love just wraps around
YOU.
This page was last updated on: 26 January, 2010
Dreamers only dream
Consumers know the difference
Between Ford and Dodge.
The River bends
looking longingly ahead
to more rushing waves.
RESEMBLE NO ONE
REQUIRE ONLY YOUR OWN PRAISE
THE WORLD WILL NOT CARE.
The band's darkest day
cannot stop the interplay
of guitar and drum.
All fears disappear
once you are aware that pain
is self inflicted.
Anticipation
Is the mother of all joy
And disappointment.
Days long to be lost
Minutes, hours sheared of content
Long lonely blankness.
Recovered again
Memory and time and self
Backwards, death to birth.
I say who I am
Capitulate and adjust
Love flows just one way.
Life is sequential
But happiness is random
Zig and zag then gone.
Walking thru the gloom
Beneath the now falling clouds
Rain-soaked but happy.
Defy gravity
Dance thru misery head high
Eyes sparkle sweet tears.
Hospital alert
The sick will die bills piled high
No one leaves alive.
The paranormal
only exists in the mind
of the non-believers.
Surrounded by self
There is only one way out
Delusions of faith.
Soft mornings spent home
Yellow sun peeking thru blinds
Splintered light, joy rises.
Silent rain, wet face
Only the slosh of my feet
Interrupts the grey.
Whiteout works in life
To erase sad memories
No dreams in color.
Maryanne stood still
Under sun-dappled palm trees
Summer approaching.
Michelle slept softly
Under sun-dappled palm trees
Summer approaching.
Memory recoils
When confronted by the pain
Of love unreturned.
Systemic abuse
The boss loves power and pain
Respond with caution.
Hurt and left alone
Occupational hazard
Poets please beware.
Story of my life
Not looking for the
answers
Instead
exceptions.
Fantasies on HOLD
Seventy sees the window
and pulls the blinds shut.
Romance never wanes
Except in cases of extreme
Attachment to sex.
Politics is art
Without canvas, brush or rhyme
The swish of ideas.
A pause to reflect
theological slacker
half in mostly out.
I don’t remember
The very first time my eyes
Opened without me.
I could do no wrong
startled, I ask where I am
a child is crying.
Got no desire
only the ability
to lose gracefully.
Speaking so simply
Talking in soft slow circles
Complexity melts
Peel away the sun
No more jokes no more fun
Parents without kids.
New to the old world
Wrapped up now in nostalgia
Present tense be damned
Focus focus stop
softly sleeping home alone
a circle of cats
life is luminous
death takes the low dark back road
headlights smashed broken
Youth serves no one once
It lives forever inside
Eternal remorse
I wrote sincerely
But what I really meant was
I don’t want to care
Can't pontificate
Dylan's selling Cadillacs
Elvis must be dead
In EVERY life
a little secret
your last day on Earth.
Nature is random
Every tiny little thing
Headed to nowhere.
I am not for sale
That look in my pale blue eyes
Says to go away.
No time for the twist
The waltz is coming right up
Now whisper my name
Rainbow appearing
Colors are in black and white
Mirage or just my luck.
Love can walk slowly
But passion is a bright kite
Glued to a jet plane
