Saturday, December 22, 2012


Wandering along
in a world of reel to reel
trapped inside an analytical brain
with feelings half concealed

Does not compute
but does dispute
what is said; so reputed
felt is so much
and then your touch
can turn me to ice
though I am nice

Pushing to reciprocate
bowing down to replicate
I try so hard..
so do not hate
or is it me that hates it so?

I don't have a bow
upon my head
and sometimes, inside
I am nearly dead
and I just want to lie in bed
and shut it all out
or play my music 'til it
drowns the drought

The hole in my heart
where I need to put art
which would save me and
stop all the demands

For things in which I cannot keep up with
I want to slam the door
and be j'adore
to art alone

But I cannot completely leave
for I would grieve
the other things I love
though it can be so rough..
I pray to up above

Please, lift this astigmatism
pouring into me, as rheumatism
ravaging my body
from copying the copy
like a hard drive head
with a heart on my sleeve
allergic to the air I breathe
like an alien, shipwrecked

Sometimes it does feel like a curse
of trapped; like feelings in a purple purse
all through my system
and I wish it would stop
I have to pray for the vision
before the raindrops

Fall down my cheeks again
while I'm fighting the process
till I'm rocking and I’m copping
out, like a broken machine
maybe I am now off the beam

Oh, I curse my brain today!
'cause I want to see the way
...I don't want to run away….
but be this way, it may

December 22nd, 2012

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Thursday, December 20, 2012

Where is the key

I'm sorry
I don't understand
you wave your hand
I wave my hand
but your words I don't understand

I speak from commands
inside my brain
and I am vain
and I'm in pain
and the freeze is back
and the speech I lack

My brain is blocked
I cannot see
and I am locked
and where's the key

Dec 20th, 2012

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Sunday, December 16, 2012

Poinsettia (Diamante)

Red Petals
Pointed, poignant, leaves
Bright, bold, blossoms
The Tree

December 24th, 2012

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Wednesday, December 5, 2012


Strung along
like a green string bean
like a Gumby
In a vending machine

Waiting for
the coin to spin
while another pin
pokes into the doll

Rise and fall
And ride
and crawl
and bend and bend

Gumby needs to mend!
or is it that?
or not at all
about the rest

Is it perhaps a test?
just a great big test
to bring out the best
from the boarded chest

December 5th, 2012

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Friday, November 16, 2012

Broken Daisy Chain

Broken daisy chain
Out in the rain
Corner of the sidewalk
Shoes beside
Should one hide
Hide away forever

Away from endeavor
If it says; Loves Me Not

November 16th, 2012

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Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Machiavellian Loyalist

Machiavellian loyalist
you claim to be truth
though I see right through you
and you're calling me uncouth

It hurts when you believe your lies
I know what is truth in disguise
I wish I could not see it but
I know the door you're keeping shut

On and on, in your mind
your are so very blind
no you cannot see
what you will not see

When you refuse responsibility
for it brings liability
unscrupulous to the extreme
calling me off the beam

As if it's not bad enough
to abuse the concept
you have to abuse the human heart too
on my head is your shoe

Oh so subtly
when I oppose you and
try to be free

November 6th, 2012

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Monday, October 29, 2012


timing and turning

Stonewalling, artificial haven
calling on the raven

Don't remember how
to do
something all on ones' own
when it's hard
when it hurts
when one's weak
when there's dirt
under the rug
or so feared
that it leers

Guiding light is
it's only a decoy
to a winding circle trap
going round and round in loops

So where is the loophole
because one can't be seen
there seems no other option
and another day is done and mean

Looking up at a star
that is very hard to reach
steps of fire, 1000 degrees
up with aching knees

Can it be really done
what about lifting a ton
when your child is pinned underneath
what about walking over hot coals

So grit your teeth
no, no, no
that has been done
and they are all broken now
so why not take a bow
and out
and find a different way
but where and how
can it be found
amongst the silent sound

Of the shadows
over fallow
of the devoid
of the decoy

October 28th, 2012
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Sunday, October 28, 2012


flickering by
ping, ping, ping, ping!
it is perfect music

Second there, second gone
light was shone
then the dawn
fell upon

In a box
in a house
be a mouse
crumbs are all around

There is not a sound
and silence is abound
so is the heart, away
with nothing much to say

Can't see fireflies
that want to dance
that want to play
from night to day
show the way
with pure harmony
passion disarming

Flicker, flicker, flicker
where are you?
thicker, thicker, thicker
is the fog
is the glue

Stuck in the box
glued to the door
can't see out the window
can't understand a bore

Cannot rearrange the chairs
to the wooden table
shadows cannot help
and weakened muscles are unable

Wasting, wasting, wasting
tasting and distaste-ing
basting, basting, basting
without fireflies

October 28th, 2012

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Friday, October 26, 2012

the pattern prime

Reaching for the tools
held onto by fools
who use them for biding by
don't see how to look outside

Of the textbook way
aching by the day
my spine is stiff and still I reach
pain clings to me like a leech

The way out seems barely accessible
must keep saying "my body is a vessel"
pushing to build a special house
where I can be secure and rest
I got, well almost, only me; cleaning up
a seemingly revolving mess

I must have on an invisible cape..
a wonder woman I must be
looking for soil, on mostly arid land
to plant a special kind of tree
little patches hiding here and there
I find and I see
Grateful for the few glimmers of light, and smiles, and eyes noticing
little me
Down here
waving up
smiling politely
while shouting inside
I am no longer on the ride
in which I survived
but a journey appearing graceful

As I walk along, its' erroneously surmised
that I do so uninjured..
though despite it, I must rise
because this is my chance to thrive

And if i keep the balance wise
then the plan could comprise
a healing..
all in dealing

The cards right this time
from the inside;
like the perfect rhyme
the pattern prime

October 26th, 2012

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Tuesday, October 16, 2012

I will push you, oh so gently...

I will push you
oh so gently
I will be there to
encourage your entry

I will never choose for you
or tell you what to love
I won't say "I approve of you if"
or sweep your troubles under the rug

I will not give you the freedom either
to make decisions a kid should not have to make
without guidelines and structure set, in love
I'm firm on what isn't right, what isn't safe

Oh, I wish I was pushed a little bit harder
encouraged to not give up on a such whim
I came to it late, and it would then frustrate

For it doesn't take one day to learn how to swim
and everybody is unique
I want you to know this
and be

Secure with yourself
not inflated or deflated
and true to yourself
striving for what's your best

It doesn't have to be the best "like the rest"
everyone has their own individual tests
it isn't a shame
and there's no one to blame

Everyone has a place
and their own unique face
you are awesome just the way you are
if you are honest and kind

It's ok to think of yourself too
to appreciate what comes to your own mind
I'll never make you feel bad
I'll encourage you to be glad

For yourself and for others
for your sisters and your brothers
and for mother earth too
in respect of father time

With both reason and rhyme
as children of the cosmos
my children, I walk a path
for you..

Though I may, at times, be wary
I am always here for you
whatever is your query
I will not hold a frown
I will not have you feel forgotten
I will not put you down
or make you feel ignored

You should never feel nervous to talk to me
nor should you be ignored
I am aware of not repeating
cycles from my own beginnings
though I too, am imperfect
honest and loving; over losing or winning

October 15th, 2012

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Thursday, September 27, 2012

People In The Dark, Lacking Soul and Heart

People in the dark
lacking soul and heart
bless vision upon you
may you see the light

May you see the strife
and not be fogged and blinded
by obedience to something
that whispers; "don't have kindness
or you could lose it all
or you could likely fall
into an ocean of abyss
security amiss

And dare you not look down at your feet
and see the People pining
or under sheets, that in which they end up
when they die by a chronically empty cup

You say it is not your business
and your business is business
keep your family
wolf pack oh so close
and feed, and train, and boast
and build elaborate walls
so you can't hear the calls
Of humanity
raise your young to breed
and protect, and feed
off others ill-fated losses
So you can stay The Bosses
and be them strong, and keep
your wealth inside
though where you comfortably lie
is where others have died...

May you see the light
may you feel their pain
if you not, than your children
can learn to share your gains
and provide shelter from rain

The consequences won't be as
dismal as you have been taught
for Karma has been sought
with love successfully
you love that word but don't believe
and you are not really "so free"

It's not grand to swim in gluttony
though it carries the illusion of comfort, see
that it is no match
for real glory

Everyone can be fed
everyone can be led
to thrive and live in love
from the heart of what's above

You'd be surprised at how rich you'd feel
if you would see what is real
and not an Illusion of luxury
that exists by creating suffering
and it is on your head
don't turn a blind eye ‘til more are dead
when you can break the bread

There is no need to fear
that parting will mean loss
for what you'd gain in spirit
would allow you to walk across
the bridges one can build
to close the gaps of "loss"

For trails can be added
to this truly earthly map
when solidarity occurs amongst
those who've escaped the traps

So those who have the means
and those who have the beans
can be share, and plant, and reap
on mountains even steep
And those who retain the average mean
in exchange for minion from human being
open up your heart
to all forms of art
to viewing individuals
and not caste by caste
in the form of classified
and in the position
of "the race"

For everyone has a place
a unique quality to give
and if they are oppressed they live
in blinding agony

They're people taken by the dark
the ones who came; to come apart
for not following majesty
and being called a travesty
love has granted them amnesty
because they can't eat pittons
because they don't have mittens

And how can they bow
when they freeze
and how can they smile
and still appease
when they are being oppressed
when they are barely dressed…

Oh, people in the dark
though you don't have the heart
you remain unjustly in power
but this is going to change
the People are getting tired
and you will soon be fired
for policies
we will demand change
till there's no choice
but to rearrange

And your children may see
the love you can't see
and those who suffer
will eventually be free
either in heaven or on earth
there will be rebirth

As we speak out in our truth
as parties now aloof
will be forced to look close
and like or not the dose
of blatancy received
the conveniently blamed
will be reprieved
when we demand injustice to leave!

Your descendants will be a minority
like that in which we've endured to be
and there will be no authority
that tells what are the words
that runs a fearful herd

We'll govern to prevent sorrow
we'll govern in love and peace
in mutual agreement, it's possible
and feasible to teach
and joyously we'll reach
past former limitations
we'll create many new creations
and the Dark can be lit, to cease

September 27th, 2012

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