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Tuesday, April 29, 2025


 

why not
pedal too
your basic metal
speed reckless
crash our car
that sudden stop
there is you
sitting up
to blink and see
who was even
wearing their
seat belt
even now
you dare
think to say
look how well
we have
battled
well hell
thus destroyed
all those
golden things
that once
were treasured
what we once held
boldly measured
sparkling gems
we all
marveled
even upheld
prayerful zen
you know
I come here
thinking something
what is it
whatever I
have felt
there is this
environmental
elemental tornado
tearing up
this instrumental
fraternal place
so hang on
endure this
consuming race
assume blessed life
I mean this
human race
some things
have come
now they are
forever gone
never to be
seen again
so somewhere
after all this
incidental destruction
somewhere bliss
torrentially far
over our
one and only
existential rainbow
we might find
if we are
somehow true
to heart
our soul
for mind
maybe then
if we try
in kind
to live life
living zen
nature will
rectify itself
once again
imagine belief
dream dreams
enlightened
with God's grace
cosmic help
eternally
let us all
know this
human race
this is evolution
God's restitution baby
we're stuck
in this failing
mucked up
ailing room
we're revolving
currently evolving
so what was
blessed space
case of another
someone Suzanne
saying tea
praying oranges
love's perfect
caring lover
so this
human race
is far
from over
yet this
changing
human face
why not
end as lover's
perfumed loving
lying passionate
in a summer field
sighing naked
entwined by fears
purple violets crying
streams of apex tears
still sweetly trying
empassioned clover
turning orgasmic red
compassionate lovers
lying with evolution
God's cosmic stead
lovers kissing
in a perfumed bed

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Sunday, April 20, 2025

 


exceptional
this introspective
Easter Sunday
extraordinary
crucifixion
perhaps
stoning
would have
let them
truly see
my blood
my body
everything
is folly
love and life
solemn scripture
breath
is never
truly free
what if
those squared
trying nails
hammered through
rounded gridiron
astounding holes
those swollen feet
these clenched fists
might melt away
allow ironic
morning light
let embryonic
tonic love
mnemonic dawn
extol sweet night
let godly grace
Pan's drummer faun
let human joy
an earthly flautist
enjoy performance
its holy beat
such vibrant gifts
gallant atmosphere
terrific riffs
of body heat
sentient conductor
lend guidance
heaven sent
heal wholly
our bleeding hearts
advent medicine
bold nourishment
aid for our spent
evidently broken world
share lines of sacred
spoken truth
add lyric glory
awake to marvel
at these
marvelous starts
miraculous love
consecrated calculating
us as human
which makes
elemental veneration
instrumental crucifixion
like divining resurrection
such fundamental
living art
universally remaining
big daddeo's
supreme paternal
genius omnipresent
maternally generous
Easter Sunday part

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Friday, April 18, 2025


 

sitting here
surely riveted
truly listening
securely captivated
by enraptured you
those special wonders
I'm mesmerized
your sensitive
sensual voice
so pleasurable
hearing you
emerge singing
conjuring magical
harmony and lyrics
kiss kiss kiss
ethereal song
each surreal vibration
reaching out
revealing
all your pure
until now
concealed notes
you should be
regally proud
such visionary
regaling sound
you make me feel
truly missionary
earth duly moved
your amazing
searching voice
earnestly echoing
shaking even
stable ground
you certainly have
blinded me
generating urgent
blazing light
with your
chiseled and brazen
thunder love
I always wonder
forever grace
you remind me
about clever
eternal life
unfolding truly
an internal goal
so too
me and you
kiss kiss kiss
still somehow
faith emerges
eventful you
we truly find
hearts transfixed
mystically soul
hands down
amazingly magical
such a stand out
grand voice
making  one
too we are
truly fixed
beyond sticks
beyond stones
a mixed belief
more wet licks
more aching moans
your own magic
outrageous tricks
a true relief
all that
measured music
we carefully
certainly
always treasure
keeping hidden
all that forbidden
kiss kiss kiss
locked away
in some cradled
bridled
stylishly charismatic
celestial soul
you're a sparkling
diamond
you are
some other
hidden gem
gifts will be
honestly revealed
those spectral
parts of you
start with introspection
shimmering et shining
simmering and bewitching
your glimmering
real illumination
lyrical words
reflecting
true divinity
reflecting light
honestly
every direction
brilliant lines
arrive in time
prophetic signs
out of deva
rhyming you
what can I say
to let you know
just your sound
profound you
makes me
begin to
laugh
begin to
graphically cry
my need
bleeding
you move me
sweet earth
empathetic
compassionate angel
singing magnificence
adorned
with such
a worthy
angel style
joining hearts
reforming love's art
smartly evident
relevantly sutured
to elevated soul
making this future
royal existence
truly revelated
celebrating love
I can't help
but feel
as your
entrancing music
each perfect
balanced harmony
takes away
every sacred breath
god granted
just how
we duly live
how we surely
truly die
respectfully
collectively letting
resonant love
soar with us
constantly ascend
adjoined with true
poignant love
so tell me
those enchanted lines
even consecrated words
lifting us up
with your music
musical voice
all the way up
to your brilliant
apex high
so kiss kiss kiss
you attached
with open eyes
our matching lips
magical music
while we both
soar and sigh
your strawberry lips
your mystical sighs
your sensual hips
your magical eyes

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Thursday, April 10, 2025

 


far out in space
love still exists
exhilarated
within those
auxiliary
rings of Saturn
love creates
orbital clouds
love assimilates
purely magic rings
of coloured mist
reverently here on earth
love still creates
what deferential
love is worth
our human fate
love's true destiny
maybe if we
choose to see
if we really
recognize love
visualize all
that love can be
maybe then
my loving friends
we'll joyfully find
outer space
and inner love
are resiliently glorious
and existentially free

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Wednesday, April 9, 2025


 

in this precious time
of vicious drones
we should try
to auspiciously find
whatever good
we audaciously can
midst all these groans
each barrage of moans
we should try
to keep in mind
those flying things
AI in kind
so reality is living
last year's science fiction
I don't know
is there any
contradiction
between living
engaged digitally
or committed to
some other
non-fiction
no matter what
living critically
those texts
you send out
in to some
fictitious universe
all messages
advantageously done
on your magic phone
just like
deleterious grenades
being delivered
by drones
capture that
next explosion
with that camera
inside your phone
while marshal drones
deliver explicit explosions
recaptured direction
Sumy and Kharkiv
such deep secrets
that Kherson mission
what AI gives
with its drone creation
how modern magic lives
astride our stunning phone relation
how modern prideful warfare thrives
with this humming drone invasion

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Tuesday, April 8, 2025

 


Job warned you
love
will break
your heart
everything
told me
this thing
called love
eventually would
bring us
consequentially down
love would
tear things
fearfully
successively apart
don't think
any of our
sweet kisses
were anything
but ruthless poison
don't imagine
some senseless
voiceless noise
some relentless
tragic poise
after each
loving embrace
every bit
of truthful
youthful love
is anything
but treason
what reason
could love
ultimately have
heartlessly
being needy
inflicting
scarring pain
sutured and attached
to insistent pride
such bloody sorrow
but jealousy
relevantly seems
to me
my love
this deep
love story
could
it should not
ever end
more certainly
not in tragedy
never purposefully
in some
zealous disaster
it seems
to me
this thing
my love
that makes us
hold our heads
while we cry
this thing
called love
latching on
to each of us
watching us
catching us
as we live and die
love is more
than just some
infinite master
what we
truly want
from urgent love
is emotional
just so
important
or is it
not
maybe
if we
listen
to that
inner voice
our very soul
speak about being
we would hear
some real truth
glean wisdom
those feelings
that ring clear
help us
understand
blessed love
is whole
not just
a piece
of life
we live
so truly
fierce love
in its whole
is that
super power
heedfully
rebirthing
needful souls
what if
cosmically
reinventing
all this
pain and glory
would right
imperfect
love stories
those black holes
sucking up
all that
mucked up love
devouring
all our caring
subsequential kisses
love's physical
insatiable appetite
consequential existence
stirred with hopeful
recipes of divinity
forging quintessential love
so elementally regal
such loving insistence
miraculously curing
broken hearts
urging perfect love
with all of perfect love's
universal silence
finally waking
our third eye art
truly emergent
finally hearing
all of silent love's
unspoken parts

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Thursday, April 3, 2025


 

fucking explosions man
those fucking shock waves
so unbelievable
and if you're in
that debris field
good fucking luck
we're living
in this fast lane
quickly heading
for disaster
when brakes fail
as worlds burn
we wonder
who is
our master
we are all
in this age
seeking precision
we are
at this stage
living in confusion
so many lives
deranged with indecision
everyone wondering
so many wandering
always pondering
our strange world's future
maybe we are
waiting for
divine light
maybe we are
debating
what is right
still those
fucking explosions
blasting things
all to hell
those fucking shock waves
harassing us
pell mell
what if we
did not know
how to read
or how to write
what worries
would there be
besides those
frightful explosions
antagonistic shock waves
continually injuring
both day and night
configured blasting
from a neighbour's cave
where those
neighbours think
that they are chosen
and therefore right

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Wednesday, April 2, 2025




let me
look
into your eyes
let me
see
your shimmering
ego
not wearing
any
regal glimmering
disguise
let me
see
your real
you
tell me
that you
love
me too
let me
see
what
baggage lies
in that dark
bottom
of your deep
well
I want to
touch
your brilliant
self
dreams
I need to
know
about your
globular cluster
as species
is
a galactic show
those dreams
you muster
light you
share
visions and such
let me
kiss
your perfect
soul
let divine
bliss
allow us
to share
some beautiful
whole
let refined
this be
trust defined
full of love
that we both
can know
let me
live and strive
beside your
divine presence
let us
live believing
within all
that
sacred
essence
if I
could
hold your heart
in my hands
if only
I could
hold
your love
compassion
this passion
as I
should
I know
that
then
I'd be
a lucky man
you found
my soul
you corralled
my heart
now
I know
for sure
that perfect
love
you give
me
is
absolutely
in demand
now
when I look
into your
flashing
eyes
my heart
is over
flowing
this dashing
love
I know
let's me
see
beyond any
bold
disguise
beyond forever
aligned
with divine
perfect God
we always
live and die
let me
see
your carnal
nature
let me
touch
your inner
creature
let me
know
that love
you hold
in your
heart
your soul
is true love
another human
story told
another vision
of glory
within our
needy
human fold

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