Mommy Was In Love

Hope is lost is lying near is beating drums is slipping along and chasing and grasping is breathing and gasping Liz is waiting, inpatient and hating seeing hope chase love and catching looking once and throwing it away Once ain’t enough to turn the spade once ain’t enough to grow and fade once we turn…

We’re Just Here to Help Tidy Your Assets Up a Bit

We’re Just Here to Help Tidy Your Assets Up a Bit black sweeps the corner and leaves a fine residue feeds the blowing mist a shaker shaking fits the squirrels piled the leaves in the trees while the crows watched and had seen the hawks lying low waiting in the breeze. Just around the corner…

The End Means the End

Head turned to what I hear got a heart full of iron hard as diamonds hiding in the leaves of some great intrusion some great suffering. Life fire I have drowned out life fire I have lain down strike fire with days gone blow fire, your pyre I have pissed on your desire I have…

Talking Can Be Virtue Too

“Talking can be love too,” said he who lives in a house where no one speaks unless spoken to. “Virtue, too, can be a vice. Virtue isn’t always so nice. Neither is silence without another point of view. I just want to speak to you, can’t you see all that you have done, all that…

Broken Child

Broken child what kind of man have you become no one’s child you’re half the man you wanted to be Inspiration brings to you to the smoking gun tell me, what brings a person to kill a loved one is it because you can’t hide from who you are deep inside polarized, devil warring angel…

The Boy and the Sea

The Boy and the Sea Feet in the sand I watch the dolphins play So grateful I am to see the sun today I feel the breeze on my cheek and turn my head hear the birds in the trees reminisce I hold the key to what I’ve seen but I closed the door so…

A Mother and Her Children

A Mother and Her Children Our voices will speak again of the green of these meadows, again, of this vicious rain. Our hearts will again spoil us so we can keep again the vows we’ve made. With rough hands undertaking, And hearts soft to our awakening, while onward the years crush with soft moans and…

Sleeping

beyond the shadows weeping on the edge of a leafless meadow. You gather among your possessions pictures, timeless on a wall. Time began to fade before the calendar turned to watch you crawl. Conceding what your heart can’t seem to take Deliberately conceiving expression that hides all the fear you’ve kept inside. Before you knew…

Words of Limestone

Some words I find obscure the glow of ringing thoughts, diffused, that show the things that cause the heart to grow that reveal the things we’ll never know Those words seem so clear to those who teach, who preach, who hate to know the thoughts, the minds, of those below the givers that the groups…

Poet Capitalist

POET CAPITALIST The creator, unacknowledged, poking holes in the sand, unaware of his giving to an unforgiving thief. Ideas and images that come with no license sifted through the minds of mimicking birds, cackling and droning multiple monster rebirths. That poet there, has become a lawyer– “They are only words,” he says. Or has he…