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Sunday, June 28, 2020



I dreamed another morning woke
Random rays split the broken sky
Burning fragments shining down
Fossil rays made me close my eyes
I dreamed a sudden rushing flood
With that gush I very nearly drowned
That hushed bloody morning
Ruddy dreams seem to come true
Circling around
Another spinning dream
Something grinning and new
I dreamed a blue garden
Standing there kissing you
While a nearby song bird
Warbled songs to precious you
I dreamed love grew there
Something we both could sweetly bear
As daring afternoon waned
We lay quiet the way sated lover's share
Amongst the stately shafts of heady grain
That place where unrequited love lies bleeding
Grafted love murmured an amaranth song
E're the evening draft beckoned
I reckon you began to leave me there
I hoped we'd both stay awake
Your ready kiss your darling stare
But heady clouds began to gather
Rather than wait for intrepid night
Bright orbs of light filled that evening air
Your rosewood self
Decisive like a hummingbird
Hovering for another reckless kiss
But no matter how hard I tried
Your mesmerizing eyes
Shook me into another dream
Visions of your ruby throated flight
Seeking titillating nectar
Scintillating dreams aren't always right
Inside my causeway head
I glimpsed some other plausible stead
We paused by a nest full of earthy tomes
Circling I found my worthy self
Reciting ovoid poems
Seeking another novel vector
Glancing sadly behind me
I watched you

Bewitched avoiding me
Dancing around a blazing fire
Flames rose through a glowing liquid mist
Two romantic ghost fists
Flaming by your liquid sides
Dying I stare at  your requiting tears
As you fittingly dance and cry
I can't breathe or rise any higher
Out by my open garden gate
Looking up and staring down
What once was there
I wish I could once again kiss you
Stagnant nights without you
I dream about vagrant love
Knowing the migrant sun
Never cries and seldom cares
The Mountain Queen called out to me
In the mountain hall with that fading light
She told me all her rightful woes
True night was falling
A few brilliant stars pranced about
Dancing wearing their shimmering wares
A falling twin-tailed star came calling
While another reckless dream-filled day
Came to a dreamed-up recluse close
Risks we chose
Taking a risk
Risky life
Life and risky love
Living and loving
Risky love and fate
All those fateful love moments
All those faded dreams we chose



  

  

  
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Saturday, June 27, 2020



rise up
tear down
those paradoxical statues
fetch dictators
hang their cruelty in every square
resolve all geometric shapes
those busted statutes
with their broken napes
let oppressors beware
wretched blood
staining their vile brand
innocent life has been stifled
blind folded and killed
spilled blood
authoritative blemishes
bureaucratic eruptions
polished jack boots on the neck
colossal corruption
confusion in  many lands
mercury and lead
chemistry and  contusions
secret equations in their stead
alchemy dominating Caeser
artful constrictive ways
old gold has tainted the Emperor's crown
conscripted frowns stalk the wicked
drowning with terror
their proving ground
loud justice speaks in silent tongues
meek and mild mercy
proud justice is often sung
there stands that bleak ladder
arrested
in the courthouse cellar
bellering prisoners call

chained to the dungeon wall
the poor and the coloured
hanging on to the bottom rung
crass desperate hopes
disposition hanging there
while restricted butterflies
ballet as they flutter by
utter "I"
utterly stand peacefully
muttering justice raised on high
shout "We"
who else will bravely care
fearing steely tyranny
clearly daring tyrants
have closed their criminal eyes
mindfully reposed
dimwittedly
with closed despotic ears
refusing to witness or hear
those home grown despicable lies
should we dream
if what we dream
only makes us cry
should we dream
if what we dream
makes us cringe and want to hide
beyond bully guns and tear gas
seek out routed peace
reroute doubting existence
mercy on the outer fringe
beyond all those lazy barriers
across the razor wire
rare crazy civilization
dares to watch love die
  

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Thursday, June 25, 2020




now we've opened up
all these cans
of worms
worms
and worms
and more worms
cans
and cans
and more cans
opened up
for us
to peruse
to refuse
to confuse
to dispute
to repute
to compute
click on the link
a bottomless sink
on the brink now
we have something
to think about
stink vision
blink twice
if you can't see
if you don't agree
even if there is a great big sea
separating opposite shores
more

there are respondents
mores
those despondent
at the core  

we should
go fishing with those worms
a can in each pocket
we should
garden with all those worms
a picture of blooming hope
growing in every golden locket
can we pocket hope
can we
grow
should we
bloom
would we
worms and more worms
if only we could



   
  
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Wednesday, June 24, 2020



norm

normal

earth
sky
normal

water
soil
normally

we
humans

normally

but what is
normal

former
moral
normally

normal we

humans
normally
walked

barefoot
normally

sleeping on
normal animal hides
grass and leaf
nesting

normally on
bare dry ground

normal
ground

grounding us

normal exchange
impulsive electricity
between us

normal body and mind

synapsis

between us
normal earth
and normal humankind

sound

grounding

formerly
lying naked

normally
on sound ground

normal
eating

an entire
normal garden row
roots of leafy parsley
normal parsley leaves
normal parsley stems

normal parsley seeds

normal earth medicine
normal earth beings
normal earth magnetism

wise mother earth
not normally failing
not normally falling
over reformed
economic cliffs

surely normal
geologic rifts

unlike that abnormal
human
geocentric condition

normal concentric herds
of normal consumerism


groundless monetary
abnormal division

formerly
eccentric normal devices


new abnormal
  

  
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Tuesday, June 23, 2020



what monsters will come in the night
will we wake with a terrible fright
or is love written into your book
a romantic chapter
where together lover's cook
look
life is full of dreams
mostly it's not what it seems
rooks move in a linear way
knights though
prefer to ride
heads held high
into love's battle zone
shields up
eyes staring up
at love's romantic sky
of course
love can stray off course
what a coarse life some lover's live
there is love that can never atone
for breaking the rules
making us all fools
every nightmare a lover's dream
it seems monsters
mostly come out at night
when love has stripped
away those lonely days
making lover's want to stray
or desperately hide away
that sweet nest
where sweet love is best
that secret erotic place
where lover's kiss
explore a lover's exotic face
when we wake
more
to find love has wandered or gone
out come the monsters
that's when vampire love has won
   

  
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Sunday, June 21, 2020



summer now
on the farm
outside
it's chickweed warm
so peony bright
green grass tall
ripening new seed for mother earth
true
there's a song sparrow
singing in my heart
my soul is singing thank you
for coming to find me
teach me about my part
in my feral way
I've waded into the shallows
swam out to the deep
porpoising

enjoying a broad spectrum
shafts of joyful rainbow light
rafts of sea birds
packs of racing shore birds
grace and new life

mastery along my way
yellow mullein and white yarrow
are speaking to me somehow
about real life and true medicine
my true blue relatives and residents
awakened now
some talking spirit 

all those bright flowers
summer solstice towering
above showers of blue forget-me-nots
bowers of showy colour
beautiful flowers and what have you spots
sweet summer with its showy blooms at hand
grand forests far and wide
good garden plots
good mother earth
worth caring and sharing
all together in this Gitche Gumee land


 
  

  
 
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Friday, June 19, 2020




istworld

slavist


restrictist


racist


relationist


fascist


destructist


naziist


supremist 

executionist

resistavist

recidivist


activist


istward


worldist

  
  
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Thursday, June 18, 2020



there are demons

rising up


out of the ashes


angels


cannot keep them


at bay


cannot keep souls


out of harms way


on those days of hellfire


we listen for news


finally


we creep into bed


lying quiet


wond'ring if we would wake


or will acid rain come down


causing fire and shooting death rays


how can we rectify


all our deadly mistakes


if wise birds would sing


perhaps we'd see everything


in a different light


purity might wash our souls


make ev'ry eden


truly feel alright

  
  
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Tuesday, June 16, 2020



I needed three camels
Shiva gave me four
I spoke five silent prayers
Shiva told me more
I asked God for water
Shiva burst a sacred spring
Washing me with mother earth
Sacred mothering
Awakening within
My sixth sense layer
Wond'ring what Shiva might bring
What other blessings could Shiva share
I sat cross-legged a lotus flower in my hand
Sat meditating with my dharma stare
Prayers for blessings upon the land
Sacred life encircling me there
Hoping enlightened Ganesh might shine
Prescience with that golden ring
Both your blessed home and mine
Knowledge mother earth still sings

Monday, June 15, 2020



I am an island
You'll never reach my distant shore
I am far away and resistant
Lost in an existent sea
Never to be rescued
Never ever found
Trussed and sounding
Evermore
I am legend
My journey folklore
Fledgling sea birds
Pledge adoringly
On my windswept rocky ledges
Mocking my impassioned poetry
Skirting my topiary hedges
I steadfastly sleep
Keeping adrift of every windy sweep
Aloft in an unseemly dream world
Trysts of fate and fantasy
Trials beyond my storm ravaged edges
When I savagely awake
An avid sun unfurls
Burly ocean waves break and curl
Beseeching each ebb and flood tide
Reaching o'er my hurdy-gurdy coral reef
Where burly sharks swim and hunt
There is no grief in abiding nature
Merely tunes that do and don't
Won't there be some dirge with lordly stature
Ruling o'er ev'ry mysterious haunt
Justice is far out at sea
Must I sail through a man o' war gauntlet
Rise to know I won't
True love can both fly and fail
Neither you nor I
Can ever avail or know
Where all those stinging tentacles end
In the end a testament
We stay or flee
Bend willingly
Blending things and stirring wishes
Pending knowing what will come or be
Beyond the blur of sharks and ragged reef
Where a tempest sea conjures life itself
Beneath a deep loving ocean shelf

Steep love sleeps
Adoration is lost at sea
Beyond the sweeping horizon
That's where I suspect my island me
Suspended within a tidal bore
Swift undercurrents
Rippling a surging surface
Love's gore undulating with tribulation
Adorning that unofficial mundane office
Garlands of opposites draped in waltz  time
Funding gaping love's novice
Obviously a hurricane future
There I'll scuttle my sutured patchwork raft
Sink slowly into that catchment
Nether to some other craft and glory
Circling in a scurvy vortex
Circumnavigating
Starboard in late afternoon
Fore and aft with mourning sharks
Setting sun glinting
Splintered gems of sunlight
Light swash off flying fish
Bright water roiling 'round shark fins

Lightly holding a divine breath
I dive portside
Beneath the briny deep
Down to Davy Jones' shell-bent locker
Where breathless octopus swoon over airy love
Writhing rivals
Conniving with fairy starfish
Hell-bent tentacles keep
Untouchably awkward
Outward if not upward
Shipwrecks and sunken lands
Curse of the cursive sea
Like every lost island
Love's argot hearse
Calloused sub-mariner love
Marginally amused
Fickle yet terse
I'm an errant black sheep
My imagined ballast
Magnetic poles and feral island verse

Thursday, June 11, 2020





Mad love,
When I found you,
You took my breath away,
When I met you,
You asked if I could stay,
When I went to be with you,
You stole my heart again,
When I was with you,
You loved me truly,

When I held you to me,
You felt so good to me,
When I kissed you,
You made me gladly see,
Mad love can be found,
When I fell madly in love with you,
You fell madly in love with me too,
When I cried for you,
You cried for me,
When I left my heart with you,
You watched me go,
We both felt so blue,
When I left you,
Love left too,
When I went away,
You broke in two,
When I couldn't stay,
I broke down too,
When I left you,
Mad love wept too.


 

 
 

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Wednesday, June 10, 2020



With the light

Comes beauty


With the light


Comes joy


With the light


Morning comes


With the light


Life and more


With the light


Dark is done


With the light


Everyone

  
  
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Tuesday, June 9, 2020




we are all suspects now
aspects of this new age
respect must be earned somehow
all those suspect crowds enraged
engaging those elite forces
forcing their plutocratic hand
enraged elite seem remorseless
it seems
or so we're told
how daringly bold
those plutocrats
not liberals or democrats
a bunch of prideful autocrats
stacking the cards
leaving wrecks and glass shards
sheaves strewn in remorseful streets
one coarse kind
meeting of resourceful minds
 or some other collective kind
recollecting other gruesome grinds
reminding us
we're all human
although some
simply showmen
digging deep
knowing they will reap
the lion's share
because they madly care
their purloined fare
they'll sadly surely keep




  
  
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Monday, June 8, 2020



every day
i hear
people say
what a bad day
they've had
they're having
what a sad way
this war
we're in
a sorry war
of nerves
and sudden swerves
emotions
crazy notions
who does this war serve
who will throw
the next bloody curve
more bad days ahead
who really knows
sorry sad days ahead
this war sucks
every daily battle
blows
blowing
in the cursive wind
frayed emotions growing
when will this all end
all those angles
triangles and rectangles
tangling up our nervous lives
there's a humming in the atmosphere
those things we have held so dear
crumbling before our very eyes
trying to recover
we're stumbling
while the world continues to rumble
every body
wond'ring
when will this
be over


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Wednesday, June 3, 2020



I smell smoke
Alarm bells are ringing
There are plenty of panicky folk

Out in the streets
Cringing
Plenty of spiraling smoke
We all see glowing fire
Black and white low folk
Raising fists higher and higher
There are old bridges burning
Old trolls still taking the toll
Which ever way we turn
This same old story
As it goes
Stomping out the human soul
Dehumanizing inherent glory
Raising a flag on a fascist pole


   
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Tuesday, June 2, 2020



For all the reasons
America is great
America is greatly diminished
For all those reasons
America is a bitter racist place
Apparently it's high treason
To disagree with the rich
To test the powerful
Because the powerful own the police
That top 1% own the military might
Fascist boots on the ground
Frightfully ready for a brutal fight
A police state of affairs
Those who dare
To stand in the glaring light
Wanting justice throughout the night
From all those dark prisons
Where imprisoned people look around
And it's just us (them)
Behind the razor wire walls of blame
When it comes down to this crunch
This killing sphere
The good in a bunch of people
Is hard to find
It becomes very clear
They'll burn every cross
Hang lawful innocence
Alongside human victims
Adorning church steeples
When jack boots are on the ground
Things aren't meant to be kind
Beware the jack boot soldiers
Those armed grinders
Brutal minds where cruelty abounds
Every hateful slur
Causing a much bigger blur
When war becomes boss
What an oppressive tragic cost
So arises America's Tiananmen Square
Lessons learned from tyranny
Another matter of beware
Ask the civil question
How much can a civil society bear
Before civil war erupts there
How can you tolerate
This intentional fate
When the powers that be
Don't give a damn

Bring out the battering ram
Don't give a care


  
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Monday, June 1, 2020





That prophetic day
When the sea spoke to us
You closed your eyes
You turned away
There wasn't much fuss
Everything we left unsaid
All those things we had disguised
Nothing wise left to say
We've both been wounded
We know that now
We've both bled
Still somehow
Something about that final day
I remember wishing you might stay
But cautious love had torn you away
That simple pathetic day
You closed your heart
You turned to cry
Every angry tear
Tore us further apart
All those things we used to hide
Nothing left now
Not even a quiet sigh
We're done sounding off
We've both run dry
Something about that coming night
I simply remember
Wishing this wasn't real
But nothing ever felt right
Now that forsaken night
I remember all the tears we both had cried
Trying regrettable feelings
Nothing left when love died
Honesty wouldn't let us hide
When the darkness lifted
All those lilac kisses
When the clouds dissipated
That last rose of autumn dawn

Displacing our pot of gold
All those fateful love misses
Reptile love lifting it's sated head
Bold snake eyes that dissed us
Coldly never blinking
Instead thinking distrust
Thrusting a pricking fork
Mistrust that split tongue
As love's jury was hung
True love simply hissed



   
               
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