ride in the svelte lining
sacred and saved
while the mastery of day
flows in ribbons through
streamer flag top structures
and whitecap glimmer

my soul shimmers

you smile baby is captured
alive on the lcd

while remnants if ice
fall away from our glacial
fire
and winters aurora
whips constellations
of godesses awake

NOMADS

When the battles are over
and no one has won
we gather our chattles
and farther we run.

But there is no peace
where conscience abides
there is no home
where treachery resides.

And so nomads we become
wandering from sun to sun
pushing tiime beyond its limits
before we are forever done

RANDOMLY SEARCHING THRU MY METHODICAL RAMBLING
IN HOPES TO FIND THE CREATOR OF ALL THAT IS
I START TO NOTICE MY SURROUNDINGS
WITH A SUDDEN URGENCY
THAT HOLDS THE ABILITY
TO DRASTICALLY CONTAMINATE
THE SESS POOL OF HUMANITY

GIVING OFF THE ALL CONSUMING FEELING
OF BEING SWALLOWED
ALIVE
MY CLAUSTROPHOBIC ANXIETIES CHURNING DEEP WITHIN BEGIN ITS RACE FROM MY CORE
TRAVELING AT FULL THROTTLE
UNTIL RELEASED WITHOUT REMORSE
ONTO MY CONCIOUSNESS

Back and forth and back again
On my swing I'd fly
With my friend the wind

Pushing me higher and higher
Such freedom in flight
Small moments in time of delight

I was doing fine today
birds all singing, springtime views
but that all soon went away
as I read the morning news

Headlines had the usual stuff
storms and death, unending war
the rich who never get enough
Congress bought by cash and whores

Big news beyond my comprehension
things I can do naught about
vague additions to my apprehensions
not quite enough to make me shout

there is one truth
that radiates from each and everything,
it lingers in hungry eyes,
it bleeds through with blood of a beaten wife,
it's in the stink of burnt rubber and
it's reflected off of shattered glass
it's in the rain drop molecule on each blade of grass
it's in the warmth of homeward love
in the simple breath we take, each day
it's in the contour of the fray
it's in each prayer we pray
it's in each word we say,
the one truth,
radiating through each and everything

Poetry, challenging to the mind
when youth finds challenge in mere speed.
the subtle thoughts philosophy engenders are overlooked
as dusty tomes descry
it seems they look askance, offended,
if mention of another life is raised;

their gum well chewn in cheek,
tobacco too, their death taste in advance,
they do another dance from ours
whose lives enhanced by deeper thoughts
become enriched beyond the sudden flirt,

I write poetry to abort
Tell readers what others shun
The scripts however long or short
I attempt to spin and spun
For creative writing fun

Whether its good or not, I won't say
I'll leave it for critiquing sake

He loves to play the martyred artist,
nails the role in DeNiro style,
stigmatas the tune like the matador,
maligning his own equator ...

and she,
she prefers the cause of the underdog,
weaving words to suit convictions,
well formed trickery, spellbound witchery,
and meaningless just the same.

The prima donna agenda
the need to feel splendid
pole dancing Sabbath
center stage habits

and those two,
they got to have it.

cerrulean steptic
dissolve this
the slender notion
daizemul dream

choke the ballad
of hemerocallis
laced in the splinter
eye
traced in the broken
womb
cradlegrave smokey
ebb

they wore their work well
while the song of the spade
sang through the rain greased
shale