i remember the day i first missed you
it was a day like today
not a sunday
not a monday
just another day like today
another day when i miss you
i work the mine as hard as i can
until the aches and pains take away
thoughts of anything else
i focus fanatically on the job at hand
because that is how i become lost
in the importance of that which must be done
sore muscles distract from the need to understand
what happened
missing you fades away for a little while
but at the end of each day
that missing you feeling finds a way
back into my heart

That made me cry.

My mind made it all seem real
real enough to build on
Shifting tides and grains of sand
Holding on until it settles
settling is the dream
One child exits
but I doubt it will ever settle
How long can I hold on?
Forever if I must
Honesty can be effectively utilized by the brave
but when the target escapes
how long could YOU chase it before giving up?
One is in the building, I can not give up
I won't
So I dream of better times
and the end of times

thanks psy
its nice to know a fellow poetry writer
here at pwr

My eyes may be open but I refuse to see
the me I thought I know is just a mystery
me and a boat and the ocean tides
still no match for the idiot's chides
up jumps the moon absorbing the light
giving off steam in the fight, fight, fight
let the record play its soothing song
though I know better, I can do no wrong

a poet without a home
is just another bum
standin' on the road
with his thumb out
the past don't make no nevermind
and the future is just another ride
a little further down the line
if the cars won't stop
for a tired old soul
there is always the train yard
for a trip to anywhere
where there might be a meal
and a smoke
and a job
just lookin' for
the land of milk and honey
where the downtrodden sleep
a little more easily
'cause sum1 needs to listen
to stories about the days of glory
before the fall
into endless shivering nights
alone in the train yard

don't cry for me 'cause when u do
u r only crying for urself
'cause can't u see
ur the best part of me

don't cry for sumthin that never was
'cause i was never there
just another wisp of air
that kissed u on the cheek
on the way to somewhere else
and if u want a palace that's what u got
all i need is u and me and a place to be free
and if that place is over the horizon
that is where i'll be
waiting for u

the sky is our flag
and the earth will be wapped in silver and gold
'cause the earths is worth more than i can say
but you are worth even more
so i will clothe you in purple
and sing the songs of days gone by
and of days to come
the earth and sky are more valuable than silver and gold
'cause this is where i found you




when the sun rose
on a quiet world worn out by too much war
the children looked around in angst
wut was the fighting for
a piece of dirt in a far away land
a grain of sand that could be had
for nothing
and for this kingdoms rose and fell
towers were built
time stood still
and if the journey was for naught
if it only brought us back to where it all began
won't the fool say
u have been wrong all along
u didn't have to leave
and the children will have to laugh
to keep from crying
'cause the journey is the destination
____________________________
feelin' like nothin's new
missin' you
'cause you made me someone
i hate late night
feelin' like almost nothin'

i've got the late night
feelin' like almost nothin' blues

almost nothin'
should feel like freedom
but instead it feels like prison
cold

nothin' is somethin'
i could live without
i gotta figure out
how to stop feelin' like nothin'
how to stop missin' you
how to lose
the feelin' like nothin' blues
________________________________________
rising at the crak of dawn
i thought i was only 4 steps from freedom
until i looked in your eyes
and i knew that we r already there
in your eyes i see the sky
the way i remember from 2208
and the beauty of life where everyone
is free to be who they have always been
BABE
itz all so simple
one last life here and now
and when itz done
i'll awake in your arms
where we have always been
u and me
together for eternity
that's all the freedom i want
that's all the freeom i need

we have arrived safely at the zero point
the universe holds its breath
and waits
nothing is static
all is fluid
the exhale must arrive
at the same time that it always has

y fear
it is no accident that u r here
listen
do u hear it
the distant sound of rushing water

when the universe exhales
it will be our turn to hold on
to the point in time
where it all began
and that moment
is always
right here and right now
forever

I like that one.

i don't know what to say
i don't think of u that way
we've been friends for a long time
so i shouldn't be surprised
by that look in ur eyes
i don't know what to say
it's obvious from ur smile
you've thought of this for awhile
but you've gotta understand
how it doesn't fit the plan
of a simple life
devoid of the strife
that can unfold if we r too bold
so if i don't know what to say
i hope love will find a way
for things to remain the same way
as before

i lost a few moments
the mind flew away
you looked in my eyes
and poof
i was sucked into some world
of eternal timeless beauty
this could be dangerous
sometimes i need to know where i'm at
and what i'm doing
i wouldn't mind trying to stay in that perfect place
when looking in you eyes
i'm free at 8
let's give it a try
u and i can take a ride reserved for the few
who know what to do
when the cosmic glue
begins to come undone
and eternity whispers
the words forbidden and hidden
from mere mortals
words reserved for those possesed by love

The circles tighten
The cycles bind
Still, I cannot picture the end of time
No frames in sight
No easel
No ease
The painter is painting outside of the lines
and here I sit and sit and sit
Life's a pile of festering shit
berduhderder!

Tentatively me
tentatively you
You think I'm playing; I think you are too
because
tentatively me
tentatively you
can't construct a tower 'til
we deconstruct the walls
of
tentatively me
tentatively you
You hide there and I'll hide here
just want a hand to hold; Don't you?
Peeking through the cracks in the walls
you see I cut my hair because he asked me to
Rapunzel knows, but she won't speak
tentatively me
tentatively you

eccentric electricity flows between us
eclectic mysteries just out of reach
beckon us forward to teach that which we already know
in our hearts
a sympathetic vibration between two minds
a thought and an emotion that intertwine
like two strands of dna
niether by itself can say
follow me
this is the way
but the two strands in harmony
the thought and the emotion
and the two souls in harmony
the man and the woman
know what it is to share perfection
even if the perception
is only for a moment

I freed it,
Beyond the fields it ran
unearthed and unladen
I did not want to let it go
I knew I must and told it so

You killed me,
Into the woods I fled
weighed down and full of woe
You shunned and threw me with delight
and told me then of no respite

Dual mirrors
what I see; what you see
Cohesion never real
However far we go away
This will forever be our play

thoughs flowing ever outward
never in danger of collapsing inward
carry a torch to light the fire
i know u can still take us higher
one long lonely nite lasting forever
one long lost day to aspire for the light
is it too late to admit you were right?
god i hope not
all i want is what you want
and all you want is the impossible
so i'll travel thru a seemingly endless maze
hoping to obtain a small favor along the way
so that when we meet face to face
you can smile and say
i told you so

I was a bum when I awoke
home burnt down
no kitchen, no bathroom
as if there never were a need for home
though the need was there while living in it
that place
with no basement to speak of

It burnt away
no bills to pay
I breathed freely for a moment that night

From the rubble he came
reminding me of what I had lost
to keep me humble
entertain my confidence
and convinced it to play outside
to forage for nourishment in the dumpsters of the plains
forsaking pomposity for humility

The census had come in the night
to ascertain my plight of fright
questioning me as a pupil of a scholar
questions when their minds are hungry
but dumpster diving needs no instructions

Must have been introduced to vagrancy
lost and weary?
yes weariness teases but necessity convinces
to never put it down
though we do
now and again

All the things I want to say that I cannot say, even though I'm free to say.
I just won't say.
Not now.

I'm sensitive, you fucking fuck!
The more I care for you, the more your words affect me.
Hello?
You hurt my feelings and I may never recover.
Okay, maybe I will, but still.
If you care, then you'll feel this. . .
If not, then fuck you for trying to make me think you do.

i saw her as a shimmering star
light and joy
poised and coy
the epitamy of everything sensuas
too perfect to posses
too impossible to caress
one kiss would leave all the rest
wondering how i became
the luckiest man alive
and thus the dream ended
with my love left undefended
an open heart for all to see
bleeding one word at a time

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rDiC83Usn2s

Wonder which 'side' feels it more, Democukes or Republiclunts?
Political exploitation involves (re)directing war-energy.

Derduhder

i always find you somewhere inbetween desire and despair
hair flying wildly in wind whipped entanglement
a smile that says i know but i don't care

why would you do this
embrace the confussion in the midst of order
make me see the world through the eyes of a wild child
you've got me spiraling forever downward

or is it just the fact
we saw the world from eternity

Under and over, around and through
No one really knows what to do
So, we breathe and eat and sleep and poo
and other than that, we haven't a clue

If, by chance, by instinct, by view
you happen to get a wee shit on your shoe
Gather it all in a pot to make stew
This is the way to Kalamazoo

brown girls
gotta get some for fun
chase 'em down with a bottle of rum
one'll keep u up all nite
2 will scratch, claw and fight
3 will keep u busy till u puke
there ain't no better sport
than 3 brown girls and a quart
if u treat 'em right they'll be back
the next night
ready to play
ready to fight
daytime is for frejoles and tortillas
washing pans and dishes
but when the sun goes down
lookout now
3 brown girls and a quart
gonna make your mind go
blammo

Silliness and silly games
You'll never get inside those dames
Not for real and true this is,
upcoming trips all up in his

You think, indeed, oh yeah you can?
Good luck to you my preacher man

i waited for you
the weight of the world pushing me down into dark depression
we've been here before
every instant a reminder of so much loss
increasing anguish clouds all thought
energy being sucked deeper and deeper into the pit
the way out is the same as the way in
thoughts and emotions
words and a heart to mend
the damned can rise to fight again
write as if you will otherwise die
because the pain is ghastly
every instant is a million needles in my heart
so much lost

write as if you will die
cause you know you will
write or die
words are the last chance to live

inhaling denial of moonshine while in the sunshine
exhaling denial of sunshine while in the moonshine
unearthing existence within the twilight of the dawn
could render conscious breathing just a pawn
no telescopes or microscopes can do
sitting on my teeter-totter with a zoo
blaming lack of balance on the cat
while quite aware there's more to it than that

all of the vast endless pomp and circumstance
crammed into one oreo cookie
dipped in milk
was more than enough for me to see
how proudly you contrived to arrange this fiasco just so
it was only a cookie
but as you split it open and licked out the inside
i realized that i found none of this to be sensuous
just another laborious effort
to make it thru another boring day
the night of the living dead could be our theme
the same mindless tasks performed over and over
the mind numbing repetition sucking the life out
leaving a grey skined old man
teetering on the edge of madness

Went down to the dam with Dan on a Tuesday
said we needed to slip stitch the triptych before the wandering began
I wondered where he was trying to sell those pomegranates
because I didn't see anything other than his shoes as he walked away
talking about friendships through thick and thin but
when the sugar ran out and changed the picture from black to white and then to gray
he said he really couldn't stay
then he followed me down to the well on a Wednesday
Can't make honey without plant genitals, I said
He knew we couldn't, but expected me to anyway.

riding a moonbeam thru the slipstream
inbetween consciousness and a dream
the whole universe contained within the framework
of a wormhole
take a stroll from the beginning to the ending
and be back in time for another lap around
take a nap on the edge of nothing
and let the minds eye imagine something even bigger

universes inside of universes
the mother of all fractals
unseen except in the mind of the beholder

the key to my heart got lost in the shuffle
the tussle with demons seemed important at the time
now i'm caught in a spiral
that binds me to the past
i need a future blast to propel me
out of this trap and back into your universe

u r me
and i am u
and we r all together
birds of a feather
all flocked at the end of the same gun
someone should see how free we could be
if no one pulled the trigger
just a little firecracker pop
to make us stop and say hey
i'm tired of walkin' on eggshells
i'd rather run thru daisys
just like those lazy crazy days
when i looked into your eyes
and almost couldn't find my way back home
what's that sound
it's the phone
answer it and come back to me

with apologies to the beatles

another nite time forre
into realms of mental glory
but my heart is broken
pierced by emotion
every thought is torment
every action an agony
because nothing will bring u back to me
so i just want to lay down
and let the earth swallow me
'cause i cant imagine any greater pain
than this moment

When the thaw is upon us once more
my jacket gets put in the closet
and the boots are all packed away
the lillies push through from below
to reach for the sun yet again
I find myself running in circles
and wearing big holes in my soles
until leaves start to fall and turn ruddy
and I can sit down for the fall

Stupid rerun.

DELETED!

mental fatique takes its toll
a bend in one direction
another bend back
a crease in the state of awareness
where thoughts sway in and out of consciousness
until
with one final dreamlike bend
the mind snaps
and the only way back
is thru the looking glass
past the bones of defeated clones
over mountains of rainbow stones
across rivers of clarity
until with certainty, sanity can be snatched
from the pit into which it fell
when mental fatique took its toll

once around the moon
twice around the room
i know she wants me
i can see it in her blood shot eyes
i know her willing thighs want to be my ride home
no more nights alone
hide the cell phone and make her moan a chorus of oh god
oh god oh god
on second thought
i need whisky
we'll see if she moves more briskly
after a shot of jack
and then back to paddywack
oh god oh god

bouncin round like a pinball inside the machine
bein ground down, everything seems repetitive
another turn of the wheel
inside the big big machine
the big bad destructive, grind you up and spit you out machine
the fix was in before u were born
your outcome assured
gotta make sure u work for the man
sign on with the plan
gotta make sure that u understand
there is no one to blame but yourself
ha
don't blame the machine
calm your thoughts
be serene
so u can see which cog adjustment
will blow it all to hell

Wall-eyes
Glass eyes
Wandering eyes
and me

You can't get honey from a lemon tree

Wall-eyes
Glass eyes
Wandering eyes
and me

sliding into nothingness
a fist in the air and nowhere near anywhere
the dreams seem more clear when the stagnent thoughts disappear
a little music for old times
a little gold record to remind me
inspiration wasn't always so far away
i didn't have to reach so deep
i didn't have to lose so much sleep
just to say how i feel about you
and that is always the bottom line
how you make me feel

a few lines to reprise
there's something there
or someone
a wedge between nowhere and everywhere
just outside
that door leading from dreams to reality
the tempo undulates while never changing the melody
like an itch that needs scratching if i'd allow it
to heal this malady

tossed out the over steeped tea of my depth
rinsing out the bitterness
just don't scrub it all away
i need some sort of remembrance to stop from going there
to fill in my pit of despair
and i smile, though i cover it with my hand
i know where i want to land
in your hand

release the grand muse kracken
let it spew forth the stench of a hundred rotting whales
then we shall see what manner of men cross these shores
old dieing barnicles cannot withstand the foul oders that flow from a very special creature
this is the great muse
the one that sets mens minds on fire
and the fire burns on until the mind is gone
a simpering hollow shell of humanity
through which pass words holy and unholy in great rolling blasts
until at last the victim falls devoid of skill
upon an unkempt bed
perhaps to never rise again

Look what you've done!
you're the honey in my tea
i, being a fool
in my impetuous youth
find myself none the wiser today
for in my mind and heart i'm lost again
in flights of fancy
the freefall overtakes me
and fear becomes an ever increasing whisper
such madness is just too seductive to dismiss
for what is life without delights
but dull and lifeless existence?
so, honey, come sweeten the bitter tea of me
i promise not to flee

saw a show at the strip mall
two lezzies showing it all
one short one tall
and then the movie began
it was all in orange and teal
the preacher gave a speal about god and hell
and then all hell broke out as those with clout
denied the existence of anything but money
it was funny
but not very

the further out into the void you go
the more emptiness comes back
to show you just how little you know
you don't want to go there
because it follows you home
and a human soul can only hold so much
of the dark lonely nothingness
before the heart explodes
from the enormous terror
of being so very, very small

Chase it right down and look it in the eye
Give it a kiss under a crimson sky
Embrace it, absorb it and make it your own
Tell it you'll never dare leave it alone
Fly to New Delhi or Cairo to Shanghai
Don't let it ever engage you to standby
You know what it means when it speaks in that tone
It feels more inside than it ever lets shown

Bumpity Bampity Boo!

What I see, you don't
What you see, I don't
Isn't this excellent?
Isn't this what life as opposites means?
I think so
But maybe no
The walls are too thick to see through