if I
certainly could
but I
undoubtedly won't
I know
I should
but openly
I don't
my lips
remain sealed
cage those
engaging words
speaking meaning
my eyes
wide open
but just
exactly what
must I
truly see
I heard
beseeching vibration
but only
that one
of me
reached knowing
love's inner
spectral ghost
justifying tenure
preaching prayer
respectfully revealing
marked motion
another layer
archangel notions
ascension unsealed
regal planets
involving time
amused stars
solving rhymes
abstruse God
forgive me
black holes
chanting romance
obtuse holes
chasing answers
while eternity
remains unsolved
each instance
every heartbeat
surreal fraternity
like breathing
approving light
involving meter
placating sight
dictates heeding
what is
proving right
if I
certainly should
but I
expressively can't
I know
but hoping
I would
I don't
my lips
remain sealed
placing those
reserved words
inside cages
where knowing
deserves appeal
celestial tones
replacing purity 
acknowledging surely
eternity's real
if we
might ever
truly fall
in love
certainly seeing
inside cages
hearing words
those mystical
magical tones
when knowing
becomes fantastical
lasting light
placating uncertainty
where love
becomes certainly
perfectly right

        * * * 

 

even though
day came
everything was
still dark
even though
my mind
was clear
I still
woke confused
even though
my thoughts
were fair
I still
spoke bemused
even though
my words
were caring
I still 
appeared untrue
even though
my heart
remains broken
my soul
still seems
relatively whole
even though
my being
lives here
even though
life's actively
somehow incubated
strife's elevation
still seems
relatively unreal
we all
have revelation
we all
have dreams
even though
life seems
relatively awkward
we all 
have nightmares
what ever
is life
without dreams
even though
all our
nightmare strife
relegates forward
what seems
somehow contrite
we are
forever sightless
without light
what seems
forever lost
we become
our flightless
nightmare dreams
a lifelong
brutal cost

       * * * 

 

that storm
approaching here
dark shrouds
resembling fear
mocking clouds
assembled near
that form
I thought
was me
lay hidden
amongst debris
my mind
constantly ridden
with constants
I resistantly 
didn't want
to know
or see
my heart
lay broken
beside myself
my tears
a token
something apart
from what
I thought
I should 
have felt
my will
all ablaze
yet still
I'm crazy
thinking that
love would
somehow find
me well
and still
at peace
with this
tempest storm
ripping me
to bits
fiery pieces
stripping me
of everything
I thought
I once
truly knew
even though
I fought
across love's 
torrid sky
my morbid
shattered self
in tatters
midst horrid
torrential lies
so love
taunts me
reckless love
haunting me
I'm broken
falling scattered
like shards
of glistening
shattered glass
disparaged me
knowing this
gaunt love
sidesteps me
blowing kisses
at mistaken
awkward me
showering piss
onto forsaken
septic me
something electric
glowed inside
what was
all contrived
to see
if anything
resembling love
remained alive
my heart
what happiness
my soul
needing bliss
that storm
bleeding love
torn apart

     * * * 

 

when I
finally woke
holding love
in both
my hands
holding truth
as truth
honestly demands
love flourished
nourishing me
feeding soul
mending heart
measuring flow
believing light
is what
we truly 
always need
all that
perfect right
moral creed
increasing sight
into what
life is
that vibration
oral bliss
some thing
we all
desperately need
moral this
that love
intrepid calling
building trust
inviting heaven
romancing Eden
peaceful dove
breaching lust
beseeching leaven
so good
will prevail
beyond hate
what about
human fate
our destiny
should love
ever fail
could heaven
never avail
without light
human beings
without love
would that 
dispel mending
bleeding hearts
broken souls
compel sending
broken lives
greedy parts
into fire
needy hell
where nothing
truthfully exists
where light
is devoured
where love 
is soured
disproving good
destroying souls
where God
never goes
but then
when I 
finally woke
knowing this
becoming whole
growing love
embracing bliss
peaceful would
blessed dove
as love should

        * * * 

 

Something About Pon Arsher

your paint
brushes leave
marking lines
making believe
something ethereal
feeling strokes
believably real
leaving tones
remarkable zeal
such imagination
creative healing
touching paintings
something reeling
remedial parts
reckless appeal
intonation zones
mixing emotion
relatable art
scraping surfaces
turf madness
replacing ruthlessness
alabaster truthfulness
such gladness
tracing mindfulness
graceful earthiness
fixing notions
onto canvas
what comes
transfixing lines
then goes
abstract finesse
what's done
brushing light
what flows
into being
allowing sight
envision colour
marvelous seeing
revolution's pallor
vowing universe
evolution calling
endowing institute
starkly resolute
Pon's painting
remarkably absolute
artful ranting
Arsher flaunting
brave raving
artist craving
intent haunting
portent amazing
Pon Arsher
utterly blazing

        * * * 

 

I'm so sorry
but that war
has taken everything
out of me
but that is
what war does
war depletes us
tears us apart
war defeats us
always stabs us
through our heart
wounds our soul
right from war's
horrific awful start
war maims us
blows us up
destroys life's art
trips us up
tears us down
rips us apart
breaks every thing
into tiny pieces
fragments of what
used to be
ignites raging fire
invites raving desire
I'm so sorry
what we see
I just can't
watch any more
that destructive war
imploding innocent lives
every exploding drone
knowing innocence dies
closing my eyes
I wish war
to be forever
done and gone
wishing war would
truly finally end
wishing peace could
wake us up
let us mend
wishing that profit
war always defends
would dry up
make lasting amends
by stopping war
stop making things
war depends on
stop faking truth
with common lies
let peace prevail
build honest lives
remove war's veil
such elevated deceit
war's morbid tale
approving innovative terror
proving war's concrete
repetitive belligerent error
war degeneratively bleak
leaving nothing good
but cruel bloody
brutal genocidal defeat

              * * * 

 

I was blind
but then I saw
I was deaf
but then I heard
I was asleep
but then I woke
I was hungry 
but then I was fed
I was lost
but now I'm found
I was wrong
but now I'm right
I was imprisoned
but now I'm free
I was some other
but now I'm me
I see stars shimmering
in far off space
I see galaxies 
dancing in a galactic place
I see holiness glimmering
in Andromeda's sacred face
I still see godliness
romancing this human race

            * * *