Like a second world war
The second primal poetry
Hit the family noe
Across the universe
And questions flys

How do I feel?
When they talk?
What can I say?
What can they feel?
What are my likes like?

But the theme is
Healing them all
For their hearts sink heavily
For their souls need to be consoled
For Justice I feel to taste.

alone in the darkness
thick forest
on an empty trail...

A cabin overgrown
a little girl
this grassy town...

beyond the prairie
open field
Darkness falls...

a path through the trees
dark blue skies
light came forth
the end of the grassy road...

a light brighter than day
opened the way
to leave the woods...

into the expanse
the cosmos
from whence I came...

Morning
Home
Naked, fat, pasty stomach.
Vulnerable
Exposed
Good for nothing.
Bad breath
Bed Head.
Still tired from the night before.
Sore back
stressed back
take back
myself.
Toothbrush
Toothpaste
and assorted daily rituals.
Lather
Rinse / Repeat
Repeat
Repeat.
Underwear
Underneath
Socks
Black pants
Belt to tighten
Over expanded gut
Middle age self image
arm through one sleeve,
arm through another.
Buttons.

Currawong ramble.

Scowls and scrapes up the trees
Looks in the window, and sees me there
As though to say: “when I were a lad in
A lamp-lit street, I had your man disease”

Now the Currawong has flown apart
From the coup, the tart of a mother
Had left all his blood beak brothers
Had straddled twigs, to depart

Toward the rushing scrub ground
And an inverted heaven, heart
Beating earth, a shackled wing
Of everything that flight wouldn’t bring

tupac liked to talk of
a rose that grew from concrete
i like the idea
though now obsolete
i understand being a rose
emerging in concrete
though his version of it
takes the cake
being a fragile thing
in a concrete jungle
i understand the pain
so tupac can be the rose
the one grown from concrete
i'd like to be a peony
big and bold
the one who broke the
concrete
-the peony who broke the concrete

Today as time ceases.

The beat of the universe slowed
There an opening, I had to reach for
A lighted place full of unconditional love.
There as I felt my way, around all things stopped.

I can only hope that one day you will feel
I hear the whispers of the years.
Knowing that I can be part of the whole
I cannot tell much, or they will lock me away.

Im worried about you
your acting really new
you never were the same
I think were the ones to blame

Your health is a secret
that's not how it should be
your the only one to keep it
you should at least tell me

I can see we stress you out
when you get mad and start to shout
yes, I know it when I see it
and the look on your face does fit

im mad, sad, worried about you
what your feeling, I don't have a clue
I want to know your feelings
to be more open

When all fells
I will stand tall
When all turned against
I will console again
If all give you war
I will defend and stay just.

When the trees are green
We shall listen to the sweet songs
of birds and watch them dance
And when the darkness comes
I will lead and guide you home.

When the light shine
We shall dance with our shadow imitating
For love is in our midst
And when the skies are falling
I 'll be standing right next to you
For it takes only a brave to be a hero.

Remember just this
should you forget
every moment of my life
I sacrificed

the scooter rides
car drives
walks to the club
the mall and back

your security
moment to moment
always upper most in my mind
as was and will be

but forget not
should you feel my age
deafness
disgust and frustration
deeply sunk

then also remember
even before you think of forgetting me
I shall be lost
in the wilderness
where you can never find