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Barkentine
debonair whispers flow across the sheets promising an ever after scribed in gold propelling our jeweled bark under sail bounded souls listing in an effervescent dream you do as do I, Zona together with an ever after scribed in gold
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a place
she's found a place to rest her head. taking comfort amongst the wild things. hidden from sight beneath a blanket of greenery. the sea...so close...warm tea for her soul. under the cover of night, she tiptoes to the circle of cedars. with the cool earth to her back, she stares to the heavens. gently, she raises her hand…
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ruminations on 'elective affinities'
black mountains reflected in the blue lake where two points met at twilight an hourglass white clouds above and grey below where the dark met the light i wanted to let you know that with one sigh where the black met the blue that was where i let go of you
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for the next time
the most fullest warmest fittingly-unique love I ever knew the most I ever knew to give strongly and boldy and affirmatively not taken left seeing my own rolling back in waves and reflecting an exact image of me felled and scattered unglued the remaining ungathered and the hush could not this whimper but the future now…
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I’m so tired of my own words, even my own thoughts! I want to know how other people feel I want to know what other people dream about! what makes them tick? what sustains them? Today I could be a giant ear, or a giant heart or better yet, an empty pool that could be filled with luscious clear water I don’t need to speak! I…
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In his space
I'm looking out his windows, in his space, and seeing the nothing that I thought I was supposed to see. But it's not nothing to me. It's everything to me. It's everything he was, and he smelled like, and thought. It's his eyes now closed that won't open again. It's his heart now stopped that won't beat again It's his mind…
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poem: sea of her
(part I) what does the great sea do difficulties in sand speak like shells tell it the stories as rocks large & small dreams are like this in her rest as child our survival as simple as nothing can be the mighty tides mad waves built of steel slam but the butterfly then gentle filling light glanced from her waking little…
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cheeks full high
I don't want to stain my pages with my tears but wash them translucent To the void and back again full Into the rivers of Minnehaha, tickling my senses, cheeks full high Tensed to give me the vision of my now occidental eye In appreciation of the fine silk worms dreaming of fabric woven from ingenuity of the human heart To…
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Flying Sound Asleep
I’m flying In my dreams I’m flying above my bed and I see me sound asleep. I shake myself to try and wake me from my sleep But I can’t control my dreams and this feeling that comes over me is between my consciousness and a dream. There are three little souls that are holding me down They’re laughing as I scream I’m trying…
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Apples, Ankles, Edges, Epilogue
Without a doubt, that water is deep trying to be, as much as arms out, broad wings tomorrow arrives with a morning the so-much-available days but wanted to do as much as… trying to be, as-whole-as-heroic wanting to be the entire! soul in a body, soul touching a world dreaming thread held strong not knowing how to be…
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It's dark
It’s one of those lost nights I could be missing, fallen overboard a cork dropped in the dark, floating alone twisting this way and that wondering which current to ride home needing a constellation to mark the sky wanting some hint, some shimmer of light to catch my attention yearning for something astonishing and lovely…
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Ocean
In her eye’s the oceans reflection reaches across my mind Exposing everything my heart tries to hide. Waiting for the moment to put my arms around her to hold her as if I were the rising tide to see inside her eyes. Waiting for the sun to open up the night standing on the oceans floor Sea horses and dolphins greet me at…
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Articulated Ribs
This is what I get for reading too much news lately while having forests fires burn and rage 14 mile away. Or as a friend once said, "shitfuckdamnpisshell!" Articulated Ribs Articulated Ribs Tightened at the joints Chest muscles like a straight jacket Tight at the plexus next us fucked up west. Recalcitrant bones unwilling…
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Her
eye's open and the Sun rose eye's close and the Sun set what gift's they made
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Can't believe
Oppression, oppression we all can see world given to violence for the price of tea. money wasted on machines that kill for religious fanatics who like a thrill Chorus Cannot believe how obtuse they are (repeat 2 times) cannot believe how obtuse they can be live your life, you are free The answer is clear we all should know…
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This world has a pulse
This world has a pulse and it's faster than mine living on this planet is a race against time I want to see it grow and not decline chorus You can help if you want come and see what we've got give our world, a piece of mind do it now, save our kind, save mankind repeat 1st verse and chorus.
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bucketofpoems
a bucket of rain collects this she cries like that around standing still her bucketofpoems like a rainforest overflowing in a million rainbows somewhere in there just as many waterfalls her bucketofpoems raised over those distanst hills both her arms outreached grabbing this perfect sky like a jewel sometimes you can hear…
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someday tuesday somewhere
love throw down your hair throw down your love tonight give me my ladder to the stars up there twinkling winking down at you and I they know the jokes on us your locks are angel's mane and your dress sways plays on you like a dancing harp and these stars wink down on you and I cuz they know the jokes on us let's race the…
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mist
humility that beautiful debilitation every bit of good that's small and sewn in you please bring it close to me, close to me, close to me
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harold
so grandpa i have your trench knife you know it well i am sorry mankind gives out pain & suffering to one another but now you can spread your wings not moaning, groaning sleeping tossing & turning in the thick fight i am sorry humanity destroys this world flesh rotting in the sun decay... just no just no more screaming…