Untangling trawling eyes
the nets unfold
and each is sorted by name
sword and salmon
We move quickly still through each other
rewarded by the likeness of our scale
as my love tears through the milky wrapping
releasing the sweet smell of a world all its own.
.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Thursday, March 3, 2011
The Heart In Grey Matter
My brain is not grey
unless you drain the blood out
(but today it's a rainbow
in a full circle
like I see in your eyes
every time I look
at your smile it's
like being born again
every time I see it
it's amazing
being with you is
like walking easily up
a mountainside
and floating down
reaching through the sky
past Saturn and
playing at the beach
all at the same
time)
..
unless you drain the blood out
(but today it's a rainbow
in a full circle
like I see in your eyes
every time I look
at your smile it's
like being born again
every time I see it
it's amazing
being with you is
like walking easily up
a mountainside
and floating down
reaching through the sky
past Saturn and
playing at the beach
all at the same
time)
..
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Captured In Orbit Around Your Heart
and now I understand
why moons look
bigger near horizons
and how things don't always
get smaller as they move away.
.
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
The Ecstasy And Tragedy Of Falling Birds
Beebe, Ark.
Dec. 31, 2010
Winged passions
pump through veins
as tightening air suddenly
bursts and the sky collapses
in flight they collide
one long gutsy swirl
into waves breaking on shore
with shining eyes
the pale-throated swallows turn
into each other
pushing against smooth wet sand
over and over
again and again
without looking.
..
Dec. 31, 2010
Winged passions
pump through veins
as tightening air suddenly
bursts and the sky collapses
in flight they collide
one long gutsy swirl
into waves breaking on shore
with shining eyes
the pale-throated swallows turn
into each other
pushing against smooth wet sand
over and over
again and again
without looking.
..
Monday, February 28, 2011
The Orange Tree
I've been looking in
not far
from where you are
at the beginning
and all through me
what's torn off to enjoy
I'm reminded that only in the Garden
was sanity in the eyes of fingers
as I pull my hat down over the sun
to see
and feel the dirt is clean.
..
not far
from where you are
at the beginning
and all through me
what's torn off to enjoy
I'm reminded that only in the Garden
was sanity in the eyes of fingers
as I pull my hat down over the sun
to see
and feel the dirt is clean.
..
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
Manufacturing You
A distant sun
fires as a grey sky
filters through the glass block
windows
blowing monday through the
dry walls and into a prickly neighbor
I see you
and the blank application fades
exiting the page
I surrender
like the snow that gave up falling in the street
to clarity
with everything else
in the background
blurred
.
fires as a grey sky
filters through the glass block
windows
blowing monday through the
dry walls and into a prickly neighbor
I see you
and the blank application fades
exiting the page
I surrender
like the snow that gave up falling in the street
to clarity
with everything else
in the background
blurred
.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Letting The Dog Out
it happens
for all sorts of reasons
the pictures are too big
for the screen so we
focus on parts and make
assumptions
thinking you're not good enough
inside
every other second
and outside in between seconds
thinking about acceptance
and putting up with
and how different they are
about putting off
what really isn't important
or what is and why you're
still unsure about which is
reasoning or rationalizing
finding the strength
glued into bed
picking up the pace and realizing you did it
you jumped up out of the basement window
again
realizing that feeling uncomfortable can also mean
you've accomplished something
personal
hard to do
you let the dog out.
.
for all sorts of reasons
the pictures are too big
for the screen so we
focus on parts and make
assumptions
thinking you're not good enough
inside
every other second
and outside in between seconds
thinking about acceptance
and putting up with
and how different they are
about putting off
what really isn't important
or what is and why you're
still unsure about which is
reasoning or rationalizing
finding the strength
glued into bed
picking up the pace and realizing you did it
you jumped up out of the basement window
again
realizing that feeling uncomfortable can also mean
you've accomplished something
personal
hard to do
you let the dog out.
.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
The Tears That Filled The Sky
is one
ripped cuts
and how dry it is
in-between stars
now on two
Skip To My Love Darling
you're not alone
circling
you move through the brains
as you are
Skip to the Love Darling
I swear
as it's not the fiddles fault
And if we were not alone
it would be twice
as hard
and not as fun as knowing
so little together
.
.
ripped cuts
and how dry it is
in-between stars
now on two
Skip To My Love Darling
you're not alone
circling
you move through the brains
as you are
Skip to the Love Darling
I swear
as it's not the fiddles fault
And if we were not alone
it would be twice
as hard
and not as fun as knowing
so little together
.
.
No Expiration Date
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Before After
just being
feeling like I've never felt
like there's someone else
not wanting or needing
just being
and that you're
really beautiful to me
and that the vastness of this universe
got real tiny again compared to how much I Love You.
.
feeling like I've never felt
like there's someone else
not wanting or needing
just being
and that you're
really beautiful to me
and that the vastness of this universe
got real tiny again compared to how much I Love You.
.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Hearts And Roses
Where am I when
this is big enough
feeling deeper than being
has ever been
thinking I'm thinking
about you again.
.
this is big enough
feeling deeper than being
has ever been
thinking I'm thinking
about you again.
.
Transporters
floats that touch shore
becoming lighter some drift away
or drive back
in wind
to jump ons and sliding out
quicklies
and the time at sea
and how it's like we've forgotten
everything that's not there.
.
becoming lighter some drift away
or drive back
in wind
to jump ons and sliding out
quicklies
and the time at sea
and how it's like we've forgotten
everything that's not there.
.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
The Nice Guy vs. The Bad Boy
We can do things that aren't us
really well some times.
You can't be too open or too
sensitive
about risking everything
by not risking anything and just being
I don't care what four billion people think
And I certainly don't care what I think.
.
really well some times.
You can't be too open or too
sensitive
about risking everything
by not risking anything and just being
I don't care what four billion people think
And I certainly don't care what I think.
.
Stellate
Many years ago there wasn't even a past
where thinking wasn't thought.
then stars came
and twinkled in words.
.
where thinking wasn't thought.
then stars came
and twinkled in words.
.
unfiltered
a mile down past the smile
i don't know about noise
music or silence but I can hear
the unfiltered grounds
they tell me
are verticality
and moving together
but I'm horizontal and it looks like I'm going to stay that way.
what's leaning when you've fallen already?
.
i don't know about noise
music or silence but I can hear
the unfiltered grounds
they tell me
are verticality
and moving together
but I'm horizontal and it looks like I'm going to stay that way.
what's leaning when you've fallen already?
.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
To Sons And Daughters
I open a book and
a new life begins
as I turn the pages
my fingers crease
and soil the parchment
Can books read themselves?
.
a new life begins
as I turn the pages
my fingers crease
and soil the parchment
Can books read themselves?
.
The Day After
Out of windows fell
our companion sea
it grasped and clasps to the
layers of earth around us.
begin the recording
of train sounds calling out
resolved to make headlines
in the early edition
from the back of the movie house
observing the process of everything again
and all the kings are the kind kind.
.
our companion sea
it grasped and clasps to the
layers of earth around us.
begin the recording
of train sounds calling out
resolved to make headlines
in the early edition
from the back of the movie house
observing the process of everything again
and all the kings are the kind kind.
.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Loading...
A poem for everyone.
New light warms melting ice
and the old chill is gone.
This is flying, gathering smiles
visible lines
An advancing nature
and the mind jumped over the sky.
.
New light warms melting ice
and the old chill is gone.
This is flying, gathering smiles
visible lines
An advancing nature
and the mind jumped over the sky.
.
The Path That Ever Was
slowly
up the steps moved a tired heart
in dream sounds towards restoration
thanks to a soul nearby
on the path that ever was.
.
.
up the steps moved a tired heart
in dream sounds towards restoration
thanks to a soul nearby
on the path that ever was.
.
.
Nothing At All
I write on white leaves
and leave my mark
in the room of a house I never built.
I close my eyes and hear
the faint rumble of voices through
the door and think.
if I can hear, I must have ears
and that noise is the beginning
and eternity is nothing at all.
.
and leave my mark
in the room of a house I never built.
I close my eyes and hear
the faint rumble of voices through
the door and think.
if I can hear, I must have ears
and that noise is the beginning
and eternity is nothing at all.
.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Friday, February 11, 2011
The Way You Are Lifts Me Above Everything
gliding high
above the trees
soaking up the
silvered light
warming the seas.
.
above the trees
soaking up the
silvered light
warming the seas.
.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Helicopters
What is happiness
hidden by the solar sky
pinched sugar held
in the high endurance of light breathing
we escaped standing
our feet aired
in a solar song our song
in a ditch pitched high zero to the bones .
.
hidden by the solar sky
pinched sugar held
in the high endurance of light breathing
we escaped standing
our feet aired
in a solar song our song
in a ditch pitched high zero to the bones .
.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
One Summer's Day
A quick croak and then
memory was dead
and the sky, the empty sky, filled
with haze, endless haze.
plaster and the sculptor was finished
and god created a war on poetry
the end of Xanadu.
.
memory was dead
and the sky, the empty sky, filled
with haze, endless haze.
plaster and the sculptor was finished
and god created a war on poetry
the end of Xanadu.
.
I Hope We Make It
Grown by degree in rows and aisles
if they were events people would forget they are there
where they are
in a country right as rain speaking change we are different we work on pace with computers faster than the stress of sweating bullets breathing in
to air mattresses and blow up dolls.
In no parents land a blackmailed god feared letting the juice drip
but children put up with floods and grown women on farms we designed
and they do the best we can
we'd be dead otherwise.
.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
On seeing the morning star again
above green horizons
floating in sky blue
Like a flame it
showed
and like a flame
I watched it go out
as the sun rose.
.
Monday, February 7, 2011
To Someone Somewhere
Now the shouting crowds
subside and a piercing
yell is heard.
Lost in the subway
a child died that way.
Agony out loud amidst the
noisy din of steel
a child died today.
Slow force starts up the train
and the bodies move in
mute harmony as the city's
lights go on.
.
subside and a piercing
yell is heard.
Lost in the subway
a child died that way.
Agony out loud amidst the
noisy din of steel
a child died today.
Slow force starts up the train
and the bodies move in
mute harmony as the city's
lights go on.
.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Mira: A Portrait
Lead circles about her eyes
She awakes to the morning
Skies are grey.
She opens a jewelry box
and places an earring on
Today's another date on her calendar
of wishes
her calendar of dreams.
.
She awakes to the morning
Skies are grey.
She opens a jewelry box
and places an earring on
Today's another date on her calendar
of wishes
her calendar of dreams.
.
Saturday, February 5, 2011
The True North
and the things remain
our moments
like the tidiness of a light snow on stone.
It's cleaner clearer when you look at the individual
pieces and this place we've all climbed up on
away from and into
to find something in the corner of a cloud
so beneath you my thought is ourselves
we lay down thrown back on a kiss
but nothing is still nothing
this is a warning
about looking over edges
especially edges
of diving boards
over empty pools
.
our moments
like the tidiness of a light snow on stone.
It's cleaner clearer when you look at the individual
pieces and this place we've all climbed up on
away from and into
to find something in the corner of a cloud
so beneath you my thought is ourselves
we lay down thrown back on a kiss
but nothing is still nothing
this is a warning
about looking over edges
especially edges
of diving boards
over empty pools
.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Mania
mania: a flight of fancy, a ruling prince of
dancing-awkward principles overturned
and english restored to hegemony.
.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Red Levees
In the darkness
of morning
I ran outside
ahead of
breached levees
In the expanding width of a distraction
details came speaking through
the shadows I passed.
You can only see them.
The wind came and took
leaves from the trees
The pause that lost
its identity assimilated
like everything else
how is it stopped ?
I have no reason to hide
so I expose myself proudly
without thinking
remaining inadequate
to conclusions
and trusting nothing..
.
of morning
I ran outside
ahead of
breached levees
In the expanding width of a distraction
details came speaking through
the shadows I passed.
You can only see them.
The wind came and took
leaves from the trees
The pause that lost
its identity assimilated
like everything else
how is it stopped ?
I have no reason to hide
so I expose myself proudly
without thinking
remaining inadequate
to conclusions
and trusting nothing..
.
Monday, January 31, 2011
Recherche
An elegant day
which went like cogs on wheels
all perfectly smooth
Why desire disorder
Units and quarks in harmony
in love with timing gears
and cool ignitions
I wonder about God
and who invented this diary
Cooling down I sip celestial
liquid then momentarily satisfaction
leaves me and I seek new experience
Bound on a wheel of desire
ahead of me celestial fire.
.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
How Much Is It Worth
how much is it worth
not counting money
If I think I can talk
like a friend to you
and cry, laugh, or smile
for us and you
but then it's only me
trying hard in this way
to say
something
to listen to you
as if I knew
you could really love me
.
Monday, January 17, 2011
Forget That I Ever Said Anything
Not my whispers but
my heart
giving and taking
what's missing
then
I love you - those three words have life in them
now defining a happiness beyond ourselves
you asked me if I want to live in
a world where there is no sadness
but today we are here so we
celebrate the coming of the next second
preparing quickly and updating our lists
and forget that I ever said anything
because I didn't we did
we said them to ourselves
beyond death
how close have we gotten
I can't blame anyone but me
I'm finding that I've diminished
that much.
.
my heart
giving and taking
what's missing
then
I love you - those three words have life in them
now defining a happiness beyond ourselves
you asked me if I want to live in
a world where there is no sadness
but today we are here so we
celebrate the coming of the next second
preparing quickly and updating our lists
and forget that I ever said anything
because I didn't we did
we said them to ourselves
beyond death
how close have we gotten
I can't blame anyone but me
I'm finding that I've diminished
that much.
.
Friday, January 14, 2011
Words Are Behind Us
Deep down words revolve around you
it's a time of dismantling reassembling
all thoughts all together all the time
so tired from the darkness standing up
all night. It's not about words per say
just the opposite they are only the clay
they debate and misplace emotions
the best and worst placed away to
remember the sweep of the hands that swept them
looking north and south for a new language past distant
trees in our journey we find they're walking behind us
to help us be what we feel they are revealed like the magical
hint of rain almost felt on the face seen falling like snow by
the lamp light.
.
it's a time of dismantling reassembling
all thoughts all together all the time
so tired from the darkness standing up
all night. It's not about words per say
just the opposite they are only the clay
they debate and misplace emotions
the best and worst placed away to
remember the sweep of the hands that swept them
looking north and south for a new language past distant
trees in our journey we find they're walking behind us
to help us be what we feel they are revealed like the magical
hint of rain almost felt on the face seen falling like snow by
the lamp light.
.
All Lost In The Breach
Red spread the river
as they tunneled and
stirred
driving deeper and deeper
to ores reserved
the protests to silence
were groomed and cottoned
with heavy scraping hands
dropping through the bottom
and away down the breach
went the bore and the lake
all that remains
a little tugboat
left looking for its wake.
.
.
as they tunneled and
stirred
driving deeper and deeper
to ores reserved
the protests to silence
were groomed and cottoned
with heavy scraping hands
dropping through the bottom
and away down the breach
went the bore and the lake
all that remains
a little tugboat
left looking for its wake.
.
.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
How Long It will Last
is the brilliance of things
attracting some being beings short lived and others
long and what keeps one shining longer is in the
space between them.
Dead giants rocking a world full of
life all circling a star which circles
itself like a billion others but to us
so close it's the only one really important.
.
attracting some being beings short lived and others
long and what keeps one shining longer is in the
space between them.
Dead giants rocking a world full of
life all circling a star which circles
itself like a billion others but to us
so close it's the only one really important.
.
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
Conspiracy
a conspiracy
of down
slept this head
so much
that it fell silent.
What occurs
in that mystery
behind the
closed eyes
of a child.
the conspiracy
ended and
a conspiracy
began more of
a fellowship of
birds singing
and he awoke
and looked down
upon the conspiracy of dawn.
.
of down
slept this head
so much
that it fell silent.
What occurs
in that mystery
behind the
closed eyes
of a child.
the conspiracy
ended and
a conspiracy
began more of
a fellowship of
birds singing
and he awoke
and looked down
upon the conspiracy of dawn.
.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
The Everything About Us
It was this then, that in time
comes and goes
Like in moving air where it may
traveling through the mornings
finding winter then sunshine in
the dark cold left right of quiet
And when you turn your head
it's there, living in walls and seconds
in love with the everything about us
comes and goes
Like in moving air where it may
traveling through the mornings
finding winter then sunshine in
the dark cold left right of quiet
And when you turn your head
it's there, living in walls and seconds
in love with the everything about us
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