Oh my love
The days flash by
We are always stayed side by side
now in the distant memory
gone with the wind
are those days gone by
when side by side in love we did lie

remembrance of lovers
who once lived now flies
the world of wilderness
slower comes around
the voice of the angel
is now not to be found.

Can I stop
to listen -
I mean really listen
to the stillness of breath
Can I look -
I mean really look
at the swaying silhouettes of trees
choreographed
on the walls of my mind
Can I summon -
I mean really summon
enough energy, patience
and strength
to swim out against the surging
tides
of quotidian concerns
and sensual proclivities
in order to
deconstruct
detoxify
and demystify
the language
of silence
frozen into icicles

Hey there
Red lipped lover,
You say
You don’t got time
To be at my side,
Hopeless lies,

But you,
End up somewhere every time
And call me every night,
To go cry on my shoulder,
Hopeless lover,

I said,
I don’t have time
You said,
I wanna be right at your side
Hold me under bright lights,
Hopeless nights,

Because,
I left all our lights back home,
Left you all alone

No one to pull that dress a little higher
My Red Lipped Lover.

The cubs in a den of lions, this world
eaten alive by mighty warriors, police
the lioness cry out in vain for the life of her cub.

Hearts formed rigid ice crystals stood by
as mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, cousins,
aunts, uncles and friends wrangle in agony
at their loved one's lifeless body laid in the streets for hours.

F–ing animals they're called
Their peace turned injustice
In an instance shots fired
Cub down, shot dead in compliance.

I stand upon the cliff Confusion
and ponder whether I should leap.
Does Clarity have any purpose
or am I lying to myself again?

The Manic in me rears its ugly head
and I produce in fits and clumsy starts,
but soon depression will be all I know
and I will seek Confusion in the drink.

further this dream
allowed
stock mired
plot bound
whirling brilliant
room of a single
window fan
the representations
presented
with each breath
the slow turgid turn
drowned in reasons
at the cricket song
race track droning on

stretch out the miles
with tiny files
we caress aches
like a painter pushes
pallette color on an easel

Life's Truth
You have penned the truth
the whole truth
but be aware
there is no nudity

you came that way and go the same
then you were small
now a bit big

wisdom you leave behind

but of soul I can't vouch
you were magnetic living no doubt
now you lose your magnetism
without an iota of doubt

you didn't know then
nor did you before
where from magnetism shrouded you
when alive
now no more
all is earthed!

twilight wounds
the summer eve's
are longing with their fire aches
the broken chimes
ring
like heart breaks
shimmer

these ghosts long faded
pale and spoken
the spell you bound me with
has fallen
broken

press your mortal wounded mouth
upon the pains received
that passion room
where hope deceived
cast lurid light
the stained linen sleeves

you were blue
in the magic glow
a tv screen
a movie slow

Perhaps as it seems

we shall have to go
ahead of thee
to welcome yee
into the folds of eternity
where you will not be
found as wanting

the universe has a larger purse
that the earth can boast of
and fellowmen
I have been watching sincerely
that your days on mommy Earth
are more heavenly.....

you may not be as happy
when in the arms
of times unknown wild wilderness
hope you all do know it...