Wednesday, June 30, 2010

I like the way your karma
feels
I saw it today
(in honey bees bending fuchsia
colored clover flowers,
In dragonflies,

Horses galloping
and mountains in the distance)

I felt it swirling inside me today
and I could almost levitate

(it was a mixture of earth and mist
exploding upwards)

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Certain people
shimmer with magic
(it feels like christmas
every time you see them)

They have stars in their hair
these people

and when one of these people
gives you a book to read
( in the summer-time, of course)
it's always
a magic book

Monday, June 28, 2010

Too comfortable on the edge
(ride-out storm after storm)

Incredible stillness of alive
(inside whatever is not my mind
moving without motion
or space/time)

Raven
Mountain lion
(speak to me in waking
hours of the truth/freedom)

There is no way to communicate this
(but remember;
I hear every single word your spirit
speaks, whispers, hums
sings, shouts,
cries and
murmurs)

Sunday, June 27, 2010

I believe in everything
all the time

For some it might seem confusing
Me I'm just waiting
to see what happens

(Maybe a new kind of storm
some alien sun rising in a sky
I have never
dreamed of)

Saturday, June 26, 2010

There's Nothing
Here for me to
Leave;

(everything you've ever
lived for,

Believed in
or wanted to be

in one Machine)

Chopper

Friday, June 25, 2010

When the infinite spaces of
(whatever we are)
meet inside the
unquantifiable confines
(of my wicked brain)...

You decide

(I got tires and oil on the floor of this
rotgut dump)
I'll burn that shit off in no time

(ride devil-free through the
time infested space of these tarmac
dreams)

Ancient 70's music screams through
my bloodstream
Polluted
Gentle
Fragmented
Fragile
disturbances
Surge

Thursday, June 24, 2010

invisible stratagems
infiltrate all systems
(stay visible:
or go underground sometimes:
so Zen
there is no name left to
touch you)

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

There's a lot of ghosts
walking around in our
brains

(collection of spirits haunting
most everything)

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

She knows she's not just
( passin' thru me)

she got blood
& Gold and
Steal
(for me)

Monday, June 21, 2010

Funny how
Spirits like us
could spend a lifetime

Not knowing what to do

(except be free
like angels

burn like
sinners)

Sunday, June 20, 2010

I like meeting you here
in the future
Imagining how I've known you
before

How I'll know you
again

Saturday, June 19, 2010

Your thoughts come to me
in perfect poems
(unspoken prose
weaving itself through the
night of time)

Friday, June 18, 2010

You don't need any machines to be
perfect

Thursday, June 17, 2010

To be aware of all things
(to put an end to:
somebodieness,
the need to aquire,
the need to release,
the need itself

not needing to not need
not needing to let go
or let come

To see the light underneath
(all things)

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Sometime before we jumped
it all rang true

(Some of these people can actually fly
and
they don't die)

Surprising how the insane ones
like having me around
(when they're on the
ground)

Fringe dreams of
anarchy speed
and destitution

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Slipped over
the edge again
(I been long gone ever since)


Way back when she told me the
secret of the empty spaces
behind the blood stained rusted
razors

(She's got this thing about leavin'
home livin'
on the wasted time of
something
forgotten)

Let the bloodshot
memories
stay splattered

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Life is a buckshot/birdshot-gun
blast in the dark
Sparks illuminate our true faces
(sometimes)
Some part of me is Broken
And cannot be fixed
Skulls carved into my skin
Years of psychic wars
left me fragile and alone
my woman is a Goddess
I've never Known

Friday, June 11, 2010

We stall the visions
(run interference on our own
headgames)

cradle fear with kid gloves
and smash the simple flowers
of love we know

(old but true,
let them grow)

We never show the truth
these days
(work so hard to be clever,
cool)

Who told you that emotions/
sensitivity/passion/vulnerability

are not powerful
are not good

Thursday, June 10, 2010

caught in the middle of
metamorphosis

Unable to crawl
yet still unable to fly
no one knows how to approach
the creature that I am

More than barbaric
less then Angelic

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

entangled with technological
loneliness

all these machines can't free me
(though I love them all)

I wait for something
human

Sunday, June 6, 2010

I will let the love I feel for her
remain a secret in my soul

(and that secret will change the
world through shadows)

Saturday, June 5, 2010

She had the kind of face
that made you believe in
humanity

(that made you happy mankind somehow
evolved from earlier species and
survived the ice-age)

She had the kind of spirit
(looking out of her face)
that filled your heart with wonder
and grace

She had that kind of face that makes
you think of past lives and
how you must have known her before

She had the kind of face that you could survive
a famine or a war for

The kind of face reflecting a spirit you
could wait a lifetime for
and it would make you happy to see her smile

The kind of smile you could survive for
(revive your own bent soul for)

She had that kind of mind that was floating as
freely as a deer galloping across a field

and that deer was not running out of fear,
she was just running
forget about time
it's new again
this now
with-out me

After the fire
before the sunrise
moonrise
(moonrise)

There are stars going out somewhere
(we've left the earth before and it didn't
work out so well)

Be in this place with me stranger
(the attention of a woman is invaluable)
something not to be replaced

(let the fires go out on their own)

Friday, June 4, 2010

Official Launching of the campaign
to sell 1000 poetry books

(it's like selling the eyes of Greek Gods)

Like trying to steal the sword of Achilles

Yet I must

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

You can't expect
much from this life
after all

(it's a strange world of
promises, vague innuendos
and an ever shifting reality)

It's best to learn to fly like
eagles and
have the disposition of a
broken-hearted
sailor

(yet it's also recommended to secretly
pray to ancient stars that may or may not
exist, let them guide you
home)

And deep in your spirit
know that magic of every kind
is constantly at
play