We hear them say
Hopefully change will come soon
Maybe today
Change will come
Maybe tomorrow
But change will come
Maybe in the future
That change will bring
A changed regime
Officers still dressed in blue
Guns and handcuffs too
Those new police
That blurry face we knew
Shields will have changed
Of that brutal force
Their own sin with no remorse
Once again the running of the bulls
Committing racist acts
Prejudice with every hateful comment
In the slurry heat
Persecution along the killing beat
Of every black and white moment

                             
                      * * * 

This love we have
My muse and I
Sharing the steering
Bearing fruit together
Reciting mystical poetry
Mustard coloured in blistering weather
Whether to lie together
Making such a huckleberry fuss
Not to be daring
Listing together
Heave to
On the same bearing
Still vapours keep us apart
I'm tethered here
Unable to fly
Raising anchor out there
My muse vies
Struck by passing rancor and rave
Yearning to soar freely
Passion above the curious waves
Those dreamy subterranean muse eyes
Velvet dreams and vivid muse skies
Two of us
Sometimes the blue of us
Shoving love and hate
Backwards and forwards
Divinity drifting into fate
Raking scintillating coals
Alignment gathered at the gate
All those straight poems
Enchanted lists of curvy poetry
What is she worth
My illustrious muse
Amusing me with symmetry
What is she worth
My asymmetrical muse
Making me twitch
What is all that titillation worth
Stitched-up under an enchanting spell
Charmed by some bewitching mirth
                
                 
                   * * *

you captured my heart
over time
you chiseled into all my crevices
over time
you ripped me apart
over time
you tore me to pieces
over time
our hopes were dashed to pieces
over time
our dreams fell apart
a vast ocean brought us together
over time
a hurricane blew us apart
despite inclement weather
we seemed two birds of a feather
over time
in place of soaring together
chasing love became user friendly
instead of remaining creative art
over time
that mystical god giving love life
mysteriously allowing love
to be ripped and torn apart
over time

                     * * *

There is so much sorrow in the world,
Who can bear it?
Rescue me,
Someone throw us a lifeline,
We're drowning,
Lost at sea,
A dark night is falling,
Dismal tides are advancing,
Our vision is failing,
I can hardly breathe,
I've lost sight of the shore,
My guiding light has faded,
The light house has vanished,
Disappeared into a heavy mist,
Somewhere far beyond the shore and grist,
A great mystery has torn me away from you,
This raging storm has deafened me,
I can't hear love calling anymore,
Soon I fear we shall drown,
No salvation or golden crown,
Perhaps plunge off the edge of the earth,
Plummet into some worthless mirth,
Descend from what once was a lofty nest,
Lest never to be found again,
Never emit a sound again,
Imprisoned hearts,
Dreaming about escape,
Love seeds,
Needing to burst,
Emerge free and new,
We're gagged and depressed,
Caged within the bounds of this morbid test,
Restive dreams arrested,
Perishing as we sink,
Far below the light,
Below the planet's chlorophyll surface,
Relinquishing glorious life and love,
Drifting helpless,
Deep wells and perilous hell,
Submerge into Davy Jones' locker,
Drinking sea water alone,
Like the mighty Titanic,
Wretched icebergs,
Wrenching guarded lives,
Tearing holes in steely exteriors,
Grinding into soft interiors,
Ripping at our shattered outer shells,
Exposing our inner fragility,
Far out on the anterior banks,
Beyond mobility and old vineland,
Tempestuously at sea,
Past vast ice covered lands,
Advancing squarely,
What floating cube might we see,
A triangle of nightmares,
Rectangles or some other lucid care,
Circling through frigid ocean swell,
Edging past history's outer limit,
Where Norse gods dwell,
Aeger's raging sea,
A route Viking ships sail,
Seeking a saviour's voice,
Brave echoes from Valhalla,
Past that haunt of Sirens,
Carousing charms in reckless waves,
Calling out Thor and Odin,
Taunting magnetic north,
Teasing the world with electric sin,
Some sort of mystical draw we're in,
Calling spirit back to a safer shore,
Some fair haven where Ran plays,
A snug port where sea monsters never stay,
Staid Valhalla,
Eternal fires burning,
That place where graceful souls gather,
Rather harmonious,
Singing to the sky,
Chanting to the sea,
Reciting ancient sagas,
Tossing penchant runes on a stony beach,
Rending marrow from roiling tomes,
Repeating portentous mythology,
Moiling and toiling,
Forging new lore and legend,
Raising Ulfberht high,
Encouraging outstretched arms,
Elevate those sharp and shining blades,
Reach for the adoring sky,
Stars glinting,
Beneath a canopy of northern lights,
Rewards for true warriors,
Merits of savoury bits and bites,
Matters for brave souls,
Those mighty and fortunate ones,
A crest for survivors,
Swimming abreast to that alien shore,
Breaching with the break of day,
Salutations to that abysmal voyage,
Elation reaching Vahalla's sacred place,
A teaching institution,
Where retribution greets redemption,
Indexed miracles in our reckless lives,
All those vexing pebbles and stones,
Washed smooth on Valhalla's mythic shore,
Mysterious universal selection,
Reconciliation with the metaphysical,
Heaven's collection of soul,
Rescued and recovered,
Some unfortunates lost,
Wounding spirit forever gone,
Hence the awakening,
The coming of the enlightening dawn . . . 



                              * * *

Once

The world

Has gone insane

How long can it be

Before madness

Ends

Perhaps

Finally

When fire

Has consumed

Every last fragment

Of human

Sadness

Ye bold masters

Of fire

Two sticks

Rubbing together

we can live

without skyscrapers

and jet planes

we can't live

without forests

and oceans

we can live

without walmarts

and amazons

we can't live

without earth's

seasonal motions

and empirical notions

 

if

if only

my dreams

would come true

if only

you were a real girl

not just a fantasy

if only

giving me hope

less those grieving tears

so many lonely years

if only

maybe making

my lonely world

a little bit less blue

what if

if only

if

epidemics

nature's cull

killing off

the old

the weak

the sick

natural selection

real pandemics

a little lull

get everyone back to work

endemic

dealing with spot fires

unnerving

cries from the wilderness

corrections

a viral serving

inside my garden gate
first light
those early hours
true early birds
awakening
this lush May garden
feels so right
such a whirlwind
of plush life
pleasure
without measure
that paradise kind
gently hushed at this hour
still dew
far away
some rushed strife
towering God
bowing here
in this august space
grant me know
majestic mother earth
such gleaming
midst her beaming aura
circling 'round May's beautiful face
this hallowed park and garden
divine birds and plants and animals
lush life without pardon
graceful life and loving
alive and thriving
this sacred human place

making love real

from your point of view

it was nurture

from mine

it was 

more like torture

         * * *

I ask myself
am I brave enough
do I have the courage to go on
what about all this self help
the bible tells us
charging interest
is a sin
that's one place to begin
all the perfumed glory
in the world
can't make things right
red yellow black brown white
altogether
spectral arcs of light
bending and blending the world
I recognize
there's writing on the wall
those tall mountains
eventually they'll fall
glory doesn't regulate the tide
strong perfume makes it difficult to hide
when the spring dries up
when the water is gone
then we'll be scratching our heads
wondering where we went wrong
I hear wisdom
ringing sacred bells
urging us to wake
emerge from this lucid dream
we think we see the divergent light
or so it urgently seems
but what is truly right
even in the daylight
fools like us will flounder
we act like we're blind
some of us just never
see the light
take no mind
what kind
or is it colour that matters
all those dark mad hatters
scattering viral mythology
something about economy and mystic biology
there is a tempest brewing
a comet sent from heaven
the oceans are seriously stewing
planet earth is smothering
cue the sun and atmospheric vapour
cue gardens and the splendour of nature
like a jaguar
there are demi-gods
about to pounce
announcing changes in their ranges
denouncing greeks and romans
flouncing christians moslems jews
while the gates of hell
have been flung open
coping is merely a word
survival will be more commonly heard
surviving another day
getting through another night
midst all the herd confusion
what is left and what is right
nightmares give us all a fright
cue the end of civilization
herd immunity
but the end of human kind
one community
the end of our world
surviving and this sacred plight
survival becomes our daily fight

May thirteenth
In the year
2020
Covid fear
Across the mostly vacant street
From closed Tropical Murphy's
The shut down Pizza Company
Right beside
That Super Delight Restaurant
Also down for this extended covid ride
Net cam extensions can be found
Around and around
Suspensions
Some things
Even law can't  hide
Like that Thai family
Staring through raw glass
Clear view of the vixen street
A vexed motor scooter
Whizzing past
The fizzing world
Locked down
Everyone asking
When can we be free
Oh on Koh Samui
Freedom is still lost
In Elburg Germany
A worker
Unstacking chairs
Scrubs outdoors
Rubbing bleach solution
Stacking chairs
Around this big world
Getting ready
Heady economic cares
Steady
Freedom
Comes with a covid cost

I snuggled in closer
Just to get your heady scent
I struggled to be closer
Just to feel your soft skin
I hung on harder
Just to know you better
I didn't want to let go
Just because I loved you so
I held you closer
Just because of your tears
I kept you in my dreams
Just because of your beautiful hair
I crept into your private life
Just because your smile asked for attention
I swept my hopes into the street
Just because you were only being sweet
Like water
I washed over you
Just because I loved you
Like water
You ran away from me
Just because you didn't love me
This water cycle
Like life
Just because of love

it would
be a shame
not to see
new york
city
in this covid-19
spring
pandemic confusion
listing uneasily
viral fusion
two years
increasingly
at least
contusions
fast track
gearing up
a deeper crack
a looming past
recesses
clones of doom
past economic gloom
recession
fast forward
ten years
another unfamiliar room
succession
red algae blooms
procession
into the acid future
acrid reading
world economy
endless bleeding
needless
arresting depression
it would be a shame
not to see
depressing
new york
in the coming
faulty
failing
futile
spring

Remember me
That rough collection
Living on the edge
Between night and day
Perched on that narrow ledge
A place I so often stayed
Where the world forgot me
When the frigid moon stared down
Wearing such a lucid frown
Calling me by some lurid name
Expounding o'er the rigid day
Framing curious night
Lunar forethought and old rhymes
Rhythms instituting a universal time
Rememb'ring imperative lines
Embellished with superlative signs
Remember the regent moon
Urging an argent pledge
Lest darkness surge ahead
Merge sideways
Purge prancing
Emerge dancing
Romancing the sacred Crane
What creative light
Refuse to shine
Sane reckoning
E'en though on its own
Illuminated renown
Beyond uneven darkness
Sovereign morn beckons
Beneath a starlit crown

Haiku de Mayo

Mayo de cinco
New life brings us joy and hope
Spring into summer


Our hearts bleed again
Those  memories we treasure
When that's all that's left


Starry universe
From darkness into the light
So death comes knocking


I'm on fire now
Burning up in this place
Self immolation


Rising sea levels
Waves washing over the earth
Water shapes the world


               * * *

Haiku Monday

Corona virus
Asking us all to repent
Forgiving our sins


Old age like prison
Contagion runs rampant
Those places of death


First stage ends first wave
Second stage with second wave
Corona - 19


A mickey by noon
Alcohol softens things up
Kerouac died drunk


Creeping on my knees
Longing to touch the robe's hem
Sacred will permit

April Musings

April 3, 2018

I can't read those moments of silence very well.
Is it a smile? or a frown?


April 10th, 2018

My 64th birthday.
She doesn't love me,
I feel that now,
She doesn't want me,
I know that now,
She doesn't need me,
I see that now.


April 19, 2018

It turns out my mistress is the desert wind,
Hot and dry,
Mummifying hopeless love,
Burying lost dreams and cities,
A place where thirst is never quenched.


April 20, 2018

Eventually,
You are so far away,
It is hard to remember you.


April 22, 2018

If somebody doesn't want you,
You can't make them want you,
You can digest those poems I recited for you,
You can decide whether you want to ever see or speak with me again,
But there is no sugar in this recipe,
Besides it comes mixed with undying love,
I hope you think of me someday,
I know I'll think of you,
Perhaps you'll dream of me,
I know I'll dream of you,
Love,
I wish you could,
Fall in love with me,
I wish you would,
Give my selfish love a chance,
I'm just too far out of reach,
Maybe you just don't love me anymore,
There are no second chances,
When this moment is over,
Time is gone forever,
We'll never get this chance again,
Part of me says you want me,
Part of me says I'm crazy,
Part of me thinks you love me,
Part of me thinks you don't give a damn,
My heart tells me love avoids me,
My heart tells me I'm not worthy,
Logic tells me love will never come true,
Logically you never really found me,
Law of attraction and you,
I've got to stop caring,
This distraction I'm mired in,
Fuck,
This funk that is failing,
Did you ever wonder,
About my love,
Such a pitiful yarn,
I failed love and love failed me,
Such a pitiful joke,
Choking on chewed hunks of love,
Hope drowns in that sea of chunky gravy,
You can't love me,
Love can't save me,
Still,
Love,
That commonly hurtful story,
All pity and no glory,
i don't know how to get you out of my system,
I don't know how to stop loving you,
I don't know how to stop wanting you,
Why can't I imagine a happy God,
Am I that much of a sinner.

Such grand paranoia
Putting up tall fences
Fear sold as freedom
Digging deep ditches
Sleeping with one eye open
Carving out steeply walled trenches
All the replete security in the world
Tsunamis will still wash away our present fears
Earthquakes shall smash away our pleasant world
Seeking more high ground
Speaking about hope
Those hopes that we don't crash
Dreams that prayers have found
Shiny steel razor wire
Slicing the planet into theirs and ours
What truth can be found in lies
Land mines defend borders
All those lions and tigers
Hungry demons prowl the earth
Tall ramparts and deeper moats
Thicker walls depending on our sickest dreams
All this creeping paranoia
So many nightmares it seems
Where will we be
When the sun rises
On the new world
Perhaps a better world
Perchance one with more difficult surprises