Ame for the dame

Byjucasso

in transition
like a child with religion
spark fly an almighty sky
love beheld in the eye to tell
a memory in silent homage
for one loved so much
to bring about change with knowledge
seeker seeks the weeper bright service
sliver of the moon
pinpoint light in the galaxy
nights get warmer still
find what fills you to the gills
ame for the dame to maintain
not shame her
feels your pain
tells you to get out of the rain-
a test of wills-will not blame her
sense the reason out
of rhyme-
seeing a sound season
something pleasing to believe in.

a whim of the past

Byjucasso

salty brine sunset whale
rocky oyster beige black snail
peat moss clamors clam
beach grass cling wet seaweed sand
ruby red reed rhubarb fire
rustic piling blacken perspire
indigo launch takes off for the ladies and gents
having lunch at the yacht club dock
of Harry Belafonte fame
where Gleason bought rounds
boats hand crafted out of mahogany
brass cutlery fine cut crystal goblet compliment chilled Vichy water
big brass band a seaman whistle
a party boat flag fish net drag
a giant black canvas bag of crab
ready to dip into remalarde sauce with a twist
a days bounty licked are the spoons from
the heavenly catch where the room is
round as the moon-every waiter serves every
mood, the women exit the pool checking
their lipstick dab powder & perfume-
a tinkle of glass all be seated as Steak Diane and broiled lobster
smothered in breadcrumbs and drawn butter parade nearby arranged on
platters
Dom Perignon crackle cracked ice the frosted flute
pop the corks cold brute
fill glasses to the brim
wined and dined where Long Island duckling swim
repast for the gentlemen and their dames
rich chocolate moose like candy
5 courses a napoleon brandy
luxury a whim of the past
the moon too full to wane-
next year Barcelona, Spain.

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.

your own legato

Byjucasso

a smile for sweet Emily
shine gentle light
horses hoof-beats heal the heart
softens the vibration day as night
God gives takes
potential in an ordinary day
the passive twins
iridescent wings
fly away from every pain
much courage in it
save summer wings in tune
wish you fame and fortune soon
linger in rivers cool
in melodic refrain
playing scales
your own legato
semi precious stones
place in a pocket full of woe
a shy lullaby
bluebirds sing angels cry
goodness to the hymn
there as daybreak falls
as children crawl
much asked of you
promises born will bring
stars all the rain and then
clarity hope faith charity
heal and mend the actual
gather roots grains parables
enter highest planes imaginable
sweep need out to gilded sea
ask The Lord to take our troubles
in trade for His amazing grace
on bended knee broke the back of dignity
sick with blinding grief
be blessed the youngster in her stride
each step forgives mercenary pride
please comfort willingness
with love and light to try
give us heart bless all with time
the scent of rose & baby’s breath caress
the fallen the sorrowful whimper in kindness please express
feelings are forgiving for all endured
may karma know no hell deserved
days designed welling up with tears
loss of loved ones hoping they be near
guardian angels father mother
watching over you sweetly cradled
our peace and love
to all the golden angels here & above
every mothers son embrace the fear of isolation so alone
retrieve your lovely loving soul
ask The Lord to let His Son
save us from ourselves in loving everyone
with everything we say and do
if it is true He will hear you-
may no one suffer or lose a loved one
be well in the world today,
may God bless us keep us safe
free in our heart mind body spirit
one love healthiness happiness
past present future
forever.

Amen.

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.

repose

Byjucasso

sleep weep depth defying doubt
for happiness the child drifts
clouds pink purple encircle phantom moon
lit the nether night of fuzzy air
breathing stars in candy coated silver
wait the moon to give shine
to the Earth below bond glow
simpatico birds fly in unison sideways
across embossed seas roaring
falling on the wings of Mercury’s heels
promising
the advent trembling choreography
heavy metal in his armor
brought to your heart soulfully to honor
black opaque sovereignty
jet streams negative space
in a race of trust
that the planets will align
arch angels unwind
the palms of plenty remind the time
to shake with joy the brimming birth
the worth of life on the earth
the sweet mention of
nothing tense will love will-out?
a mothers constant care
crusade the cradled rock
broken brooks the dignity blocked
dim undaunted we do our day
with tears yet so fettered unfeeling
to pursue a life with you
if only to unscrew
the angle of an angel flown
as roses bloom in places known
where pain shame suffering
threw the heart away
leave the body to swim into the sky
to try to lift a voice to God
to ask Him why?
turquoise stones sterling silver ties
taking refuge away from bright
rest on laurel leaves
heavier than light in misery
sadness borrows sorrow
hollow as a heart in flight.

somber

Byjucasso

in somber summer sways
so sweet the seldom ways
that swept the rain as wept
wet upon the window pane
crept courage ageless credulous
the waning moon jealous
tenuous the trust as just melodious
betwixt the kisses vengeful
mesmerize memories amenity
fluid find mercury
slip like quick silver destiny
breath a silent wreath
that whispers speech in harmonic pleasure
quell the quill as feathers will resume
in twinge the ring of better states
surround the sound of give and take
no hail the stone frail fragment found
shattered shale of rocky ground
simply pale the moon is round
and I for one cannot bear
the rest of time alone
inside the outer rigid roam
holding back gentle tears
the corrosive wake
a blurred visions treason
in a girl without reason
recede reckless rivers writhing
past the pace sip the lip of lying
in the middle of resonance
caught the benevolence
the moon since afternoon shining
warm to the bones heartening
pondering I know no enemy
a personal rescue remedy
you knight of my days
around circles twirl amused
enthusiasm blends the blues
in a moody evening mood.

the witness

Byjucasso

peace to you I love you sweet old soul
that tolls my heart from head to toe
screams a musty woe
the wanton heart deep in grief the disbelief
critical hysteria ridiculous child at your feet-pronounce the grounds
astound the lens
those cornflower blue eyes
wince since when
from
the angels pathological past fascinations a
world evolving ego sobs in mist-
grabs as big as bliss through
sand and silt so much I miss the milk
of human kindness all but spilt
marble eyed warblers fly in threes
appreciate the hours spent in trees-
as gentle as a summer breeze
to fall down to my knees
as need so desperately receives
in ancient pain I think of you free
and easy in the day
in other ways
a holiday to wake in waves
blue grasses green reeds yellow leaves will not grieve
wake me from this dream perceive
the witness waits for God it seems.