Sep 30 2008
Philosophy
someone’s idea
of what I should think
quotes
words to live by
maxims
axioms
axiomatic truisms
Man can not embrace his own experience
blah blah blah
Made for empty minds
compelled to fill
to stave off the hunger
for something true.
Time? Space? Libido complex?
Delusions of grandeur? perhaps.
Know what you know and
know that you know,
I always say
Ivory towers are better
left for ivy
and long-haired beauties looking
for love
copyright 2008
Sep 26 2008
The doorbell rings
and I find
scattered
rose
petals
scribbled with words.
copyright 2008
Sep 25 2008
She fell into
tempted sleep where
her dreams took turns
spinning images
swirling and twirling
“I will not get dizzy,”
she insisted
And the room write-ted
Itself
A book thunked Sarah
on the head and
she sat in Alice’s teacup
bobbing on a slice of lemon
Voices wafted
and she peered over the edge
to listen in
But the book in her lap
insisted, Read me!
Sarah looked at
the cover
whose title did a lovely
pas de deux, bowed and touted
The Secret of Clues
Sarah opened the volume
finding its pages
empty of words
but so deep in wisdom
that a Hand
reached in
and pulled
Sarah from
herSelf
so she could see
Outside
Babbles bounced away
like so many
butterflies
And the Silence welcomed
her back
“It’s been a long time,”
Sarah thought as she
dug in her garden
So many flowers
un-noticed
“Hello, my lovelies,”
she waved.
“So good to
see you again”
And just as
the Sun
reached down in
its morning embrace…
copyright 2008
Sep 24 2008
The couch of beautiful words
belie the lies that lie within
The dress of the glorious yarn
revels and unravels the truth
The dream that was you
is the guile beguiled, the low
below, the under beneath
If I ever loved you, it was not the you
the one I wanted, no you exists
inside, beside, aside the real
No we, no us just faerie dust
The words I heard were only words
no life, no living, giving forgiving
The muse bemuses her paltry role
hello, goodbye, au revoir, adieu, ciao
copyright 2008
Sep 23 2008
I play the happy fool
who loves to make you laugh
but oh how life is cruel
for you do not know the half
I was not born a clown
a stupid dancing doll
nor a bunny in the down
to decorate your hall
I’m not the flippant fiddler
who dances on the roof
or the country bumpkin whittler
who’s missing his front tooth
Nor am I the mother
who brings you tea and cakes
whose heart goes all aflutter
by the mudpies that you make
I’m just a lonely traveler
on the twisty road of life
whose problems sometimes rattle her
and tempts her with a knife
So if you’re feeling blue dear
please look the other way
I’m not the super glue here
Just struggling through the day.
copyright 2008
Sep 22 2008
Words
the enemy
cutting
fresh blood and
new bruises
Shining the
light
darkly
on the mess
that is
Me
Gouging
fairy
tales
and happy
endings
Laughing at
self-deceit
Crying
I catch them
scratching at
mind
begging entry
to
wreak
wicked
schemes
Promising to
behave
and splash
beautiful
images across
pages
In the last
moment
they dash to
their own freakish
nightmare
and drag me
screaming
along with
Them.
copyright 2008
Sep 21 2008
Heart
(within)
Heart
love eternal
has led you
Here
in faith, joy and
cherished consent
of the
Music
that sprung from
your
Souls
and took wing
in the night
to hear the
whisper of
Stars
the laughter of
Planets
and know the
embrace of the
Moon
your dance of
Forever
and ever more
leaves its steps
in the
Sky
which envies your
Flight
for Mel & Steve,
with love & best wishes
copyright 2008
Sep 20 2008
I feel myself falling
off a great cliff
over the stars
and past the moon
‘don’t fly - just float’
‘don’t flap wings - spread them’
I close my eyes
and give in to the clouds
let out fear’s breath
and taste the sun
dance with the rain
and sing my descent in
happy tunes
skirts and petticoats
ass over teacup
morning kisses me
hello and goodbye
sunset waves a mad tophat
time cannot catch me
I feel myself falling.
copyright 2008
Sep 17 2008
Inevitable
moths drawn to flame
in endless circling dance
fluttering wings
sharing breath
exchanging color
and flow
Inevitable
sun to moon
one chasing the other
across the sky
stars standing in between
dark swallowing
light
meteor storms and
rainbows exhale
Inevitable
passion and heat
bleary eyed, wet embrace
consume and extinguish
the dance of
bodies in raptured motion
the breath of desire
whispered and bitten
on the edge of the
earth
which shatters and
ceases
Inevitable
yes
inevitable
copyright 2008
Sep 15 2008
stab, skip, flow,
do your job
suck the words from my
brain
make it work
take the junk piled in the
back of my mind
become something
anything
is it the music? what would you
like? jazz, blues, reggae, metal???
dance little pen of
mine
make me look good
make me look smart
there must be something
utterly profound about orange
metallic nail polish
never mind the beads
of sweat, they smear
the ink so nicely give them the words
(which you are in short supply of my friend) that nice
little flourish.
dance damn you!
Dance!
copyright 2008
To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.
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