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Monday, September 11, 2017



Twelve Feet Down

Twelve feet down Baby,
Twelve feet down,
Bury me twice Baby,
Twelve feet down,
Bury me twice Baby,
Twelve feet down,
That`s where love lies,
Twelve feet down,
That`s where our love lies Baby,
Buried twelve feet down,
Deep down in the cold cold ground Baby,
Love lies buried twelve feet down.

Twelve feet down Baby,
Twelve feet down,
That`s where our love lies,
Buried twelve feet down,
This is where our love died,
Baby buried twelve feet down,
Twelve feet down Baby,
Love lies buried twelve feet down.

Twelve feet down Baby,
Twelve feet down,
Remember that crying night Baby,
Twelve feet down,
Crying on that rainy night Baby,
We buried love twelve feet down,
Twelve feet down Baby,
Our love lies buried twelve feet down.

Saturday, September 9, 2017



When You Call

2:30 a.m. my plastic phone rings, momentary hesitation then I pick up,
My lucid mind knows this recitation, "Hello! How are you!"
Your flutter voice makes my shuddering heart butter up,
Sweetly swelling, "Hello! It's so nice to hear you!"
If only I could crawl through this drastic line and hold you I would,
Sometimes I still lose my spastic self dreaming about seeing you,
Long lonely nights I spend, making me think we should, we should,
I know you could in kind, you mind though caressing some other love plan,
I know there are times,  you nestled there in the arms of some other man,
From here where love streaked, on this distant peak where wistful stood,
Something caged dares raze up, deep inside ringing brass on a raised cymbal bell,
Sprinkling harmony in this crazed breeze, brazenly in some wonder dell,
I know tinkling words seem distant, there's all this cautious I speak,
My no whiled away from thee, while you`re walking some far off city street,
Vision wishes you standing in this naked light, embraced by these warm loving arms,
Love feeding us dates, passion peeling grapes for you, kissing your perfect charms,
Envision forbidden fruit, this rich light secretly ripens Eden with a bold and golden fall,
Life`s gnarled tree greening, knotted dreams just a step beyond these two feet and then,
So soon again, too soon another constellation `goodbye`, hanging us up again,
Captured and caged again, wonderment sings again with your poetic late night call.

Tuesday, August 22, 2017




When Love Leaves Us

When love leaves us,
Alone and wrung out,
Broken heart grieving,
Buried beneath disparaging weight,
Haunted night after haunting night,
Calamitous into disastrous thought,
Desperately stirred with incarnate loss,
Forever that deep abyss, tainting us blue,
Simple joy seldom finding us,
Wanting love never saving us.

I've written myself into words and sentences,
Paragraphs from dreams, sketched black and white,
Fairy tales imagined deep in the dark wood,
A rich glade where sorcery escaped the world,
Residing in the Necromancer's hidden forest,
Birds teaching nature with its verbiage and nouns,
Intonation conducting sound, tone with each conjuring,
Pronunciation seeking parable, plainly balanced midst abject chaos.

When I wake in the night, in the endless day alone,
Vividly remembering your taste your smell your love,
Intoxicated so long ago, tragically far away,
Destiny's current drifting us so far apart,
Knowing I will never return, you can't ever stay,
Quiet weeping, faith carrying us through each sunripe day,
Prayer finding us again, remorseful on bleeding knees,
Blessed heaven, not some tragic place of pain or hunger,
Skirting eternity with flocks of luminous angels,
Externally rounding cosmic variegated days and nights,
Eden's ripe fruit hanging, dangling plentiful and low for all to eat,
Remarkably grateful sky, awash with lover's dreams and tears,
Legions fettered and lost, loved souls drowned and drowning,
Sacrificed by ruined love itself within that deep universe,
Cascading snowflakes, vagrant raindrops into a nether sea,
Barren love falling, falling and falling forever falling.

Life after merciless love, 

After tortured death,
After traveling a million years,
Navigating a thousand life times,

Romance after exotic romance,
Universe through universe,
Earth beyond earth,
Dust into fine dust,
Love after love after cruel love.










Thursday, August 17, 2017



Sunshine Before The Thunder

I think I've gone mad now,
Wild dogs keep barking at my gate,
Earth worms speak to me somehow,
My hands bleed as I toil, signaling fate.

Ravens come croaking stories, grafting other migrate tales,
Scavenging ancient myth from some mysterious hidden place,
Soaring far above this turbulent world as anger rants and rails,
Illusions condition deceitful clouds, escaping without a trace.

Waking in a fire dream, squatting beside a flickering Brujo,
Everlasting incense swirling, skirling prayers and phrases into smoke,
Sipping carnal knowledge, drinking from pools of bromine mojo,
Chipping intonation with sparkling flint, embarking into a fumarolic stoke.

Buddhist sentiments align with condiments along a spicy altar,
Medievil tapestry adorns this faithful pedestal where commitment lives,
Symbolic refrains and phrases, atonement better uttered, grace ne'er did falter,
Curled sticks grant consciousness to essence, unfurling certainty as blessedness forgives.

People have become complacent, gnawing on black and shattered bones,
Folk becoming desperate living dire, deformed places goading us with sharp slivers,
However it seems few of us are e'er reminded, remanding forgotten ancient tomes,
Ultimate destiny recognizing memories, navigating canyons and running deep rivers.

Sweet mango relish drifts like perfume, fragrance suspended on a equatorial breeze,
Aboard and awake on deck again, warily swabbing mahogany shipwrecks in a slippery sea,
Angry waves dash me ashore time and again washed and gashed, I lay spent but appeased,
Living bows to another sunrise, flood tides stripping death of reward with stippled me.

Gleaning rich profits, mainlining money like heroin and hardrock candy,
Why not herald our addictions, view this world through smug ruthless eyes?
Mountains of devils food cake, potent potions and virility seems dandy,
Maiming heaven men defile honour, craving desirably sly and devious lies.

Greed has marginalized our future, confusing thoughts of wrong and right,
Barbaric hath delivered us to the gates of rampage, rage manifesting a garbage heap,
Purity hath been imprisoned, something so very awry, all things robbed of intrinsic light,
Lethargy hath cooked the golden goose, losing that deep sacred we dearly hoped to keep.

Immersed in dangerous pools, swirling round all our hallucinations,
Whirling into some unknown, darkness wrapping itself around all life,
Prophetic signs paint relief by faith, pointing upwards with all our protestations,
Staging pompous acts , our Leviathan appetites engaging a bloodied knife.

Blood creating planet strains, veins altering our compromised atmosphere,
Mercurous lake, poisoned rising ocean, dammed river, spoiled radium spring,
Polluted soil, choking air, spirit body and ethereal mind, yet only a virtual tear,
Sacred vision has been lost, tossed hopes cry out, desecrated by everything.

Dreaming exalted Sperm Whales, clans drifting head down in the dying sea,
Forty catastrophes, ocean regions depleted of every fish and all forms of strife,
Dead zones growing astronomically, still pirates rape, pillaging free of every levy,
Water planes, subsonic whale song reforms joy to a dirge, bemoaning awful life.

Honesty should be served with our cannibal nature, consume population,
Tear out hearts, bleed the world, greedily devour every good thing raw,
Bludgeon children, squander life as we are tackled in this final conflagration,
Declare gluttonous war, admonish poor foreigners, diminish aliens with a profit only law.

More power more riches more wealth, barriers deflated then inflated so strong,
Pump crude oil, slash forests, mine oceans for snug corporates, smug corporal worth,
Peasants surviving plight and aggression simply to live, is not a moral wrong,
Waking on this abysmal crest rests a Sacred Turtle, still blessed by Mother Earth.
 

Curving carnival mirrors disfigure nature with strangely real impurity,
Deep oceans well up, roiling like cyclones in the midst of this desecration,
Sanctity flounders with this Cyclops terror, snagged by extreme insecurity,
Profiting tongues babble like broken records, preaching to a new generation.


Balancing I tip, elephant trumpeting, a physical lip on my extended trunk,
Possessing a wee jungle portion, glorious terra firm rising up to meet we,
Dreaming again, still trumpeting energy, manifesting silence as I monk,
Though I fail to speak, while merely smiling, the stars will even hear me.

Dissension feeding a smoking mongrel fire,
Like air like smoke dressed in reckless attire,
Ascension scaling forever higher and higher,
Like air like smoke like some sweet desire.

Monday, August 7, 2017



Soft Kisses

Soft kiss,
A sweet summer breeze,
Delicate cravings, touching flushed skin with this,
Intoxication descends embracing acclivity, fiery zeal ne'er a simple tease,
Fragrance exploring this perfumed romance, promises whispered by a girl and boy,
Exquisite clouds shamelessly caress amorous limits, a distant beckoning savory realm,
Passion mirrored by this fragile sky, a boundless sea bathing erotic with swells of joy,
Lovers adrift anchored by enchantment, mastering bliss on an intensely turgid helm,
Carnal waves rise and fall, Eros adoring all that love Romeo and Juliet captured,
Cooing love and words, perception painting sensual dreams with such beautiful pleasure,
Remarkable flora and fawn wooing this flourishing domain, love blossoms enraptured,
Morning dew and honey dripped into this vast ocean, love spellbound with this rich treasure.

Friday, August 4, 2017



On The Bus

When that big yellow coach turned the sharp corner,
Transiting I acutely returned to the obtuse former,
Rumbling that intrepid bus rolled up to the intersection of Joyous and Hoped,
Looking at my wrist I watched mindfully wondering what choices approached,
Turning right that noisy transport negotiated a corner continuing its grumbling way,
Crowding ethereal thoughts I wondered if this time I should go or stray,
Nearing Cook and Baker the angle seemed as if an oven had been raised to toasting,
Grilled to maximum my boiling point whistled accused a steaming self of parboasting,
Roasting on my seat I felt myself floundering again sinking into another deep aquarium,
Sharks wrestled amongst teeming buckets of leaking chum redecorating my sanitarium,
Connecting to another universe my feet paddled uncontrollably through that murky water,
Grazing a blooming sun pop art zoomed excitedly past flaming desserts that wailed "Hotter!",
Triumphant horns blared as that big growling vehicle reasoned turning sharply from Season onto Exception,
Traveling rapidly stars fell into some nervous plight just missing delight passing a rising reception,
Central station plowed more plaza weary passengers onto platform 'Be' across from never awake,
Past a green through a yellow over a faint rainbow I envisioned a responsive lapping lake,
Stopping at a red light formulating a new and placid path down a mythical new road,
Avenues of transient ideas my ticking thoughts rambled blind reciting another material code,
Stout roots grew firmly from the bottoms of my feet into center my serrated leaves fluttering as I shivered,
Sheaves of blue grass bunched round my rotund trunk as my thin bark wept and my skinny branches quivered,
Queer birds nested laying eggs and ova sparkling stars woven intricately into a new thicket of sheer space,
Truth guessed at what lay next while opportunity and turning wheels thundered and raced,
Beneath every spring and bolt under fenders of bumpers searching for signs what read 'Next',
Bequeathing revolutionary anarchy before a surrealistic earth quaked speaking a simple text,
"Find courage!", squashing words into a back of the bus corner squished redressing a basic cringe,
Teetering on madness I imagined loneliness attempting to paint exits with a critiquing tinge,
Seeing a bundled woman falling asleep ahead of me dreaming of galaxies above and below,
Aunty Social squirmed restlessly as nuance and screams shouted at a loud transmuted foe,
Nebulae twisted conforming to every relative curve and groove along that harrowed street,
Narrowly missing scores of curbside passengers touching silent lips to tired moaning feet,
Twisting around wicked curves and vagrant corners that reckless bus harangued every crack,
Speeding now we all hung on a maniacal red faced driver racing down a crazed and narrow track,
Realizing another verse was prizing I traced forward rendering a transfer to another terminable time,
Exhibiting caution our coachman griped both hands on the steel wheel while I crossed a tenacious line,
Fare rhymes came to mind while worn brakes screeched with contentious issues and slim facts,
Stopping at Shore and Beach picking another rift of passing tides rising and falling in wavering acts,

Transposition firmly in hand I rose reaching towards heaven so I might leave reticent ringing a prescient bell,
Front foot stepping rightly thinking I left departing there and flying free across a crescent dell,
Lights turning yellow as a timeless clock struck midnight while the yielding quarter moon sank into a frothing sea,
Waking on the edge of an abyss I witnessed passion drowning in a bottomless ocean where all deep dreams must surely be.

Tuesday, August 1, 2017



Its been such a deliriously hot summer day,
My squinting eyes have summarily iced over,
A popsicle room has refreshed this month's stay,
Sweltering July finally surrendering a lover,
Drought turned brown grass to a crispier gender,
Significant rain with-held a sweet rendering,
Clambering with midnight my bare feet curled tender,
Lapping at love's sweat we foundered in dried clover,
Remarkably you lounged happy, under the tired languid moon,
Completely undressed, hearing a glorious hymn chortled by a loon,
I laid recklessly amazed by your amber side, shamelessly naked as well,
Wond'ring if August might evaporate too, deliquesced in this dell,
Precisely the stars in the quiet night sky, dissolved one by one,
While shy love grinned impressed, by all we had done.