a waters whim

Byjucasso

in thistle worn withered wicked worried winter, hysterical eccentric
concentric troves of
groves the weeping willow grows-
the strut admired beginning transpires-the forest run amuck-every
little fawn marsh golden yellow, the lagging lack of plight into the
night better days perfumed bloom a musty musk I ask we must but enter
in confederate strongholds seek wisdom
becoming to a mortal-heaven help but be for goodness sake the bough
may break the gist and I would wonder why it takes so long to win a
hug as after all the fall will fall befell the random night you could
not lift a life so long a fright has logged the fire burning bright as
candle burns a waxing moonlight shown white as silver stars carry on,
forsaken souls receive their gold as sorrow send the sultry sun to
change estranged remorse with love to touch the hearts of everyone-
and if in turn the grounds are burnt
the shadows fall on pavement split-parched so long a summer simmered,
inclined to toast the berries off the bush-figurative study a deluge
rain came and muddied the more the body struggle aches her trouble to
the break of boast to boost the worst most
stranded, remind the early tide rebounds-take me out to sea-regard me
as a body of water set me free one weekend night in mid flight from
anger ending possibility
and I the guilty party counted on a misanthrope to wage the war to
open doors-I hid timidly to hear the angels sing a miracle lost-skip
stones a waters whim-to miss the kind heart melt
that kissed the dawn of mornings felt-I follow allowing her gentle grin
that has her in my heart again.

a perfect flower

Byjucasso

what is a perfect flower?
long stemmed teardrop leaves
babies breath as round as bees
the beautiful American Beauty queen
lazy Susan black as an African mask
the mum and the poppy married happily at last
iris as irresistible mistletoe kiss under sunny blaze
days ease bring daisies dazed
roses supposes through osmosis grow closest
clover cover cuddles flower bed
oak trees soar weeping willows implore earthly floor
all my heart rise the garden wall
to see you soon in summer
your ever loving eyes bright light glow
unguarded in the garden
from head to toe I love you so.

Buddha in my arms

Byjucasso

green leaves mellow wind
gone the facade a remnant of rage
wearing silks the girls will twirl
as well you may to catch happiness
shy we carry on yet youthful
in the derby hat looks on from far a place away your soldier
tarnished we are more
precious worth every day
words more than swords may separate-
blessings for a little girl I love so much who tries
we give our cries for hugs till the end of time
takes away all the pain
to pursue skies of blues inclement rain
I will try to change
Buddha in my arms
Sappho please remain
cool is ever so quickly quiet
pouring fluted champagne
tumbles of bundles of straw
callous I trample inconsistently
banal alliances to flirt with hurt
humbled by your petticoat
repair the broken spoke
that brought me hope to cope
in stalls to broom so to speak
your person in the wings
of an eagle clad in low rise jeans
for time around royal blue ocean
in winter white near death thought of you morning dove in morning
dew-respond sweetly serenely seen
of love missing the path
a gentle evening from yearning
a now as ever eventful evergreen
walk to the ocean
hand in hand
I love you with all my heart
I hurt her I am eternally sorry
turn around my tears fall in summer for
my alabaster chiseled chum who
takes my grief raising me to
the sun never the same
yet never to part in soul
to hide her in my hope chest
beyond a sandy saunter
tears the most of
wonder in blue/gray eyes
so pretty
and I her friend summoned
will turn my will
to higher places beyond pearl strands to the promise land
forever if you will forgive my blunders as I rollup the sidewalk for a smoke
embrace her hug so sweetly given
a sacred trust as written
then let me give her my confession
that she may seek higher ground
not to suffer again
from a red fairy’s rude awakening
and if you believe in faeries clap
your hands
not a woman nor a man
humbled by all that you are true
to yourself flowing with the tide
I so love you baby blue
no jealousy from me will wound your pride again sweet friend.

with you

Byjucasso

with you in the world
tears glisten
as I listen to the sound
of raindrops on the ground
growing gracefully old
more than rain
cry across the plain
wash away endless sky of gray
overcast the hurt and pain
like streams of consciousness
blurt the love of guilt I know not of
flowers still-life wilt
yellow white stems perfumed
my heart is full to think of hue
endangered only seems
a wasted tangerine
exhibits blush of ruche
roughened by the blues
I so need sky
to fly on speckled wing
to lose the most of things
I alone in ego
trace my steps Amiga
in hopes the carefree sprite
effervescent sparkles bright
telling tales spinning spills
in hurried whim
to let the good times in
the sheer lithe memory
swim here this century
bless the rest of everything
heart of a champion
in the minds of gallantry
waters gush into pools
pale bluish green
do not hurt the coy
yet feel the joy of summer rain
that feels the cool upon the face
has timely mix
the angels may assist the soft truths
that call you here
in peace and love
western dove
the acceptance of a dream
a willow by a stream.

a moon no more

Byjucasso

there silence
hand shaking sadly
primrose peace
steal composure
for a plea
my kingdom for remorse
setting suns aside
hidden will
master plan
a lonely man
a tide unturned
a fist full of quip
make it quick
set apart
a heart to be
alone your own
relinquish the fish
recede tenderly
cowardly
a moon no more
would darken skies
that tell of woe some
alibis
have no thought a dimmest doubt
I am alone a darkest cloud
hung up in a sky so blue
alone at midnight without you.

friend for life

Byjucasso

reserved in public places
she holds back
what she may want to say
yet in a candid moment
the sun has broken
through the clouds
when the day becomes beautiful
and the rainy night abounds
she is beautiful
her eyes tell a story
of the love inside her heart
that but for the minstrels
keeps her mind in tune
the kindness in her gentle hug
as blind as I am leads me to
a quiet peace a reverence
common cast when day is past
that raises my soul to heal at last
to all the absurd ambiguity strife
my sweet friend for life
with liberty a sacred trust
an anchor kindred spirit fair
and just
every bit as lovely as a doe in the wood
understanding nobly all is understood
may she always feel as free and as good as tears may cry
as an ever changing sunset
in a most promising sky.

please remain

Byjucasso

I love you mellow
existential fellow
roll down hills viridian green
to wade brook and stream
blown apart by windy rain
paint portraits please remain
when I cannot see the face
you are so dear to give your chandelier hanging here
round pink table
holds my ginger-beer
spicy soda cool clear to toast your lime corona
rest shoulders
in the fabric of the sofa
blanket throws over toes to comfort her
music soothing softens city sounds
window blinds darken rooms and brows
where magazines and catalogues cluster
on coffee table square low polished to a luster
coffee cups cream custard silver spoons
rounded as a full moon
pillows fluffy plump ready
for dreams as ripe as cherries
in the sleepy afternoon.

pretty eyes

Byjucasso

if I could I would lasso brash past crass cant’s throw them
in the surf run away from hurt grow divine in dirt-
to sympathize with pretty eyes welling up with tears,
the wasted years I peered at life in fear and strife
crying in my beer-
you are near though many miles away
I hear you clearly most sincerely since you went away
you love me more than you can say
you are my dear bright knight
fighting for the right to be okay
you are the tide I am the bay
you are water I am clay.

the sentiment

Byjucasso

lost in the sentiment
fertile mind a rocky climb
through silt and sediment
say what is meant to mend
for the time is evident
unwind the knotted weave
that causes you to grieve
to fall on bended knee
straining to be free
from hurt and pain
alone again it seems
if I a witness to your soul
maybe the only one
then keep me in your heart
and wear me like a shell.

early spring robin

Byjucasso

tears of joy tears of sorrow they’re all the same
to leap across fond responses
to offer solemnity
I speak your name in everywhere to blossom
you are my early spring robin
to bring the warmth that hasn’t been
we talk talk like honey bees that spare the sting
in touch with much we love so much to hurt no more
of everything I’ve asked of you you give me more
in any case we rush to race a gift of grace
to see your pretty face again once more
at my nesting place where you may rest restore
my heart is healing with your feeling
the creation meaningful bright
you give me light refresh my life
as nothing could before
I miss you day and night
I love you baby blue
as the night dreams of day.