• Buddha in my arms

    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.

  • our planet

    the Lady Herself the wisdom of
    the wise, good fortune resounds
    the bliss restored by order of an all inclusive sons and daughters who
    bear witness to souls
    without the torture what have we?
    our world
    has much to learn as everybody knows
    to be led around by the nose to break free creates anarchy in the
    minds and hearts most feeling of your children
    to be in a solar system so wounded by despair always
    forever grateful a loving gentle Earth beaten battered broken hearted
    torn away the dearly departed your consciousness overwhelms me this
    day of contextual recognition
    We hold God in highest esteem
    and love you as honorable and we
    hold on to the shirt tails of your
    understanding with allowing love
    and sweetest regard for you in the disclosing of the most agreeable
    concern and love for our planet.

    Amen.

  • Heavenly Kindness

    like a body of water the people’s of the Earth are a Heavenly body in
    the dormant heart-do not scatter the refuse of a love so worn torn
    aborted throughout history born and bred for our daily bread is spent
    for every soul dead inside the belly of the Beast-I am alive to hear
    the pounding hoof beats in freedom the light with sweet voice the
    angels choice calling her to imagine that yours and mine
    for wisdom in our children in all of us our care the deeply sincerest
    necessity of all a combined union under a melting heart Mother Mary
    may you laugh and sparkle with your Son under the love and warming sun
    in a time of love for all the good neighbors of the Earth thank you
    God bless you in happiness and joy that we may someday be blessed to
    see the 2nd coming of your brave new world in kindness rekindled in
    your divinity the love of Father Son And The Holy Spirit in the
    prayers and wishes dreams and hopes for our world in forgiveness and
    most kindness for our loving hearts and souls.

    Amen.

  • the very pebbles

    a long way down he riseth up to shake
    the very pebbles off the trees as hourly
    rage the scourge of outrageous calamity into carnivorous solitude
    as others wash their torrent tributes
    to tell the little birds that twitter on leftover twigs the winter of
    our paradise each splintered hope, the dream and picture promises a
    promise land to keel the corrupt
    exception to the rule of a world departed so sigh the guise in the
    minds eye of the sky enchanted- your homeless brood
    to seek the need of smoke as fire burns bright in the hopes and
    hideouts in the thought of merriment
    a crescent moon crying soul that
    June withstands that which is withheld-
    an aptitude for minuscule lapels the labels
    on little yellow jackets buzzed and
    stinging-
    here me oh Lord let bringing
    core climate to those who have gone before and of that most great the living-
    we be heard of this before in
    reflections of a mirror
    no strokes the water spokes on
    wheels to turn in rivers wake the
    bush may burn for better wishes
    do help me God so help us Sire-
    I am not a liar
    for Heavens sake
    I am just under a sacred trust
    to win the wars of togetherness
    in solitary-confines the our-a picture
    dangling words as carrots in a
    portion of pleas plague a peace
    inside the heart of need
    happily sent and I am for the better of it if it is to be present a presence
    to forgive an emptiness of powers
    in the temple you are the simple
    rain shower over the plain and
    though thine would take the
    pain from honest working men women children animals
    in learning to let go the infamous
    snow that kept cool timid prayer
    for summers filled with care
    may You love us
    without despair
    in heartfelt happiness
    Your original love
    to heal everything under the sun.

    Amen.

  • 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.

  • such good luck

    unto my heart as semblance be
    a soul my twin in age of three
    my kindred spirit as often do
    became the bravest one I knew
    in the reign of mortal men
    I look to you with sadness then
    as history made us friends
    you are Portia I am Puck
    with love ever present
    such good luck
    our fortune more than wealth&fame
    believing in you sweet rose again
    and having tried to turn the tide
    with you love you by my side
    I scream and cry
    tell of ancient pain
    yet one thing true
    so proud of you
    tell me not I never cared
    to listen to your heartfelt prayer
    for I am an unmannered claim
    of broken trust and stricken strain
    and if you be but merry
    when else you can rely
    in my heart I carry you
    in gratitude and pride.

  • follower to lead

    how can it seem
    echoed streets are safely hidden
    that caroling is for the living
    the ice deer have melted all our hope
    dear
    in a child of God who cannot cope
    here
    for loom of dope the vapors of the fume
    hath your ramped eyes
    the colder still
    as if the oxen tongue of love were wooing, and I had lost my humble guenevere
    at last of all the market places lit
    there isn’t but a Shelley/Keats to writ
    where normally the matinee were
    moving
    I haven’t been a follower to lead
    and if I ever see you drawing
    windows
    building them in boxes tall and square
    there in taking naps to feel your healing
    with my horizontal lines linear
    as if to say she knows no answer
    as if to say she thinks of me quite well
    the fish with side of slaw goes well with Pinot Grigio
    the girl is of a pearl inside her shell.

  • a moon no more

    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

    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

    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.