caught

summers heading into falls berries brought to bear in thistles,
inclusive care the ones gratified and grappled with excelsior, the
burning bush push/pulls away the secrets of a lifetime overlapping
streaming waters, gleaning portals insightful to see others formidable
forcing the lock open so much water so much depth
to win ones sorrow on the overlook to shut the decent moon at nights
most elegant ledge a friend to all that pledge their little lives
to each the waters edge and seek asylum in the cycle
sent-hurt not the ministry you might randomly
rent for you maybe an experiment of those immortal men-don’t let me
down if you cannot exclude the pain then try to reason with it and
apply yourself again-my friend-good hours upon the blend of good work
great music in harmony will serve not abuse it-to let us go is no
choice but badly bruised battered faculty-we shall hope for a better
reality and praise and question with ones own capacity
caught in the augmented chords of bliss and harmony
a gentle morality in the mindful
frailty of flowers bloom a passive
worry May is in a hurry to give us June in all her energy to rise fair
youth to tell the truth of a God in crying for help felt every
heartbeat for forgiveness for His thrown the way of kings the bay if
pigs the love of home the love of Christ some castaways in lieu of you
to feed with spoon cling silver colored gold handcuffs to hold you
back from love some distance great that keeps us still to appreciate
the highest in a rather precarious position in the greatness of the
witness is the goal, sick and tired to be left out in the cold the
people are expendable the means does not support the end we can
pretend all is well and right in the world but ah me we seem to suffer
the arms and bullets of misfortune to take a seldom peace a harm out
of harmony, alarmed at lack of ease until forgiveness and the
gratitude of men begin the end of bitterness to blend a woman’s tears
to the abundance great need and great loss I bid you be well in the
aftermath of to hope for the end to such holocaust and thank parental
feeling to last a lifetime long to ask The Lord for equal gifts for
everyone pie in the sky? then I ask for peace and no more deaths to
die-and forgive this scribe who looks to the Gods to reduce our pain
so help us God…

Amen.

immediately

it is a matter of your time that mends to memory the sinews of your
mind softly spoken messages that meld in the pell-mell
protective heart a woman undressed in the dark before a man and
kindness is at hand and
is no crime for the botanist to depart
for deepest heart beneath the floral hanging of your leaving in the
evening some hidden response the worst is won the demon gone in the
moon lit month of June she is no fun but tough the ordinary to
sublimity makes her, baby blue a need for a trip to the carribean
immediately some
surreal sea sunset a summer sweet
celibate sacrifice sends your memory to the Gods to label the day
beautiful a calligraphers tile her smile
in my file handing over the keys
to unbolt your afterglow that spares the broken speak of speech-rejoice
regards your our hearts in liberty.

resist the gist

slip into a ripple of sea too bright to sink unseen
with everything we haven’t been you’re everything to me
in some ways greener than the trees in summer sage
in summer wind to trace the ace of queens
a child again pretend do we create
her majestic countryside these United States
still what will of daffodil fulfilled with no mistakes
catch a cold on beaches squall call for water breaks
as the foam blends the bones for fishes washed ashore
flowering grasses growing tall hiding in the rough
a child playful as a pup
her organdy garment soaked above the knee
tiny hearts sewn on her bonnet
where there are skies in eyes so blue to untie the moon and let the
sun be done for a day or two in the backdrop of a set the picturesque
recessed upset of
a light too bright for night-
expect the blessings of the early morning dawn
your heart is strong the angels caught in the mid heaven
sing to return the song they stole drunk on the beauty
of Venus and weary they lay down their arms for peace
for every living being in the universe, listening to their
every heartbeat as they are written
smitten with the love of the elements
gathering stones to honor the present
bring the essential tide to cool
foolish cruelty in the name
of responsibility-as I am but a
hypocrite to resist the gist
of capability.

willingness

stability a mobility
ability a mentality
a noble cause
chivalry not dead
a plastic mask a rented bed
thank God my body is still mine
a slice of bread to mend
mankind
to feed a vacuous state of mind
you lead me here instead
with everything that you have said
willingness to win the wars
wellness will right the stars.

the sentiment

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.

unrest

unrest relentless tide attempt to tempt a tempestuous temper-tide the
ocean black thick froth a darkest dankest pitch
water wields worried wakes wearing weary wreckage
rusty musty pillion worst the thirst call upon the stars to lead you
home from deepest depths remorse resents rain upon the oblique
breakwater
from mooring in the sea, steer ships by starlight moon eye bask in
swells that lift fell some languid
star struck sound winded-bid the eve a heart of night ephemeral where
visions play a gentle
moment memorable, to lose the bliss the loss of this
incredible, dashed upon rash rocks
regrettable fog a thick opaque shuts the eye
the sight of plausible-escape the rage a port of call
sail away on a mirrored sea, reflections on
silver water, smooth as glass may be.

the more I love

cast a line unbroken bond an anchor fonder foibles gone, in the blush
of summer warm a trip enthused
to dip my muse in leaves of gold to leave a portrait mold the mask
clay crazed with ink on porcelain, pinches pots tall and slim what
have me nots walls thin obscure red cadmium, a chance to paint my
heroine
upon the gates to fence me in-in bravery to battle sin
one settles for a common theme as more distraught a flaw have been,
but for a whim to win or lose with everything-amused the losses
prove-moving me to choose the blues/
pink hues in skies of gray-and were it yet the way
I feel for you today, the more I love, the words
have more to say, in gratitude and prayer I try
again to care
coming about in the wind without
coming apart as it seems, to win my dreams.

centering potential

love is the quintessential elemental
guiding star, that glistens in arabesque fluted crystal
shine to bless limitless time shared in a heartbeat
with sound so sweet as nearer the month of May
merry a nights day very well tells the way secret squall the seagull rises
falls across every mile of the bay-stay heart bright
sight the moon white in pale blue sky
and I-wonder what to say to show this love of mine
is not Blaise-I promise solace in the art of honesty
in sobriety there is a quality in centering potential
the personal exceptional acceptance of kindness.

in the main

cool moon loom cloud strewn
bathe in the wave a stormy brew
pick up the pieces of artifact
dormant adornment renewed
love forever resolves
the heart of hearts is rock
to waste not one minute longer
fell the faint repose
a scent of essential rose
causes me to live again
compose the pearls of prose
to know you in the world
meeting you on the apron of the proscenium
applauding the prologue well writ
hung lanterns like half moons the theatre is well lit
I chug my mug drinking half the carafe
no one laughs
good humor seems a fault-old habits heed to halt
the even measure of a tender talk
insulted by the casualty of salt upon the broiled beef
the look in eyes foretelling of their disbelief
regardless of the hour a restless breath
would you not care the heart would break
a jealous death would take my soul
in darkness rivers I to drown
without the loveliness of you to find
one crystal clear morning
with love and drawing
memories in mind
encased in lace and gold finery
in ancient places old fiery
remembrance enfold a dynasty
in weather cold and blustery
spring chill the air is bold musty
a pause to paint the plausible rain
to let go of the worry
as time heals all fury in the main.

a mind in kind

and the angel said
we work together here in heaven
receive a reprieve redeem in reverence envelope the meridian,
rhythm resound regard
cyclical symmetrical symbols
send seekers to your cavernous unabridged gap to live and let live, as
wind falls short of breath caught like a hawk swift upon prey-day will
dawn come peach and plum that boast the horn of plenty
salt of the earth ocean waves
save untimely minutes many
lucky go merry as lite as a faerie,
reduce the juice plump and heavy,
hold love in the palm of your hand,
greet loved ones like waves upon
the sand, ever humbled by the beauty of ocean breezes, summer days to
feel this way a heart so warm beckons
the sun to shine for thou and thine in a most sunburnt season-
to fathom faraway come what may
a mind in kind may reason.