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Tuesday, July 14, 2026



nothing stays
remains the same
not air
not water
even light
nothing stays
existing the same
not love
not joy
even compassion
nothing stays
the very same
even bloody greed
even storied hate
coldly not war
nothing stays
exactly the same
not poetry
not song
even dance
those romance games
nothing is static
everything is erratic
even boldly fanatic
exceeding odd
even universe
even creation
even freedom
even God

       * * *  

Monday, July 13, 2026


 

not one
or two
but all
of us
every thing
entirety's zone
plot one
entirely that
revealing tone
basic life
we all 
contrive right
composing this tome
we once were
chemistry inclusive
quantitative light
measuring that
procreation thing
equating life
toffee addiction
drinking something
morning coffee
sticky things
too much
sugar predilection
eggs to ashes
solar years
contractual fears
life solving
evolving tears
tide inbound
unfolding years
creation's game
fully conceived
as inland sea
schools of being
tribal notions
fabled names
mythic potions
somehow there
we swim
cradling emotion
threading ritual
we crawl
contend growing
brawl as rivals
virtually knowing
we somehow
still walk
continue aging
forever learning
amending margins
some elevate
even run
learn flight
interspatial charge
some of us
those alive
virtually dream
creamy jive
actual yearning
honeyed life
desire right
so it seems
life should
be alright
flourishing verbs
buzzing things
replenishing seas
alight singing
healing words
pleasing things
colourful birds
nourish praising
botanical medicine
sweet song
herbaceous wisdom
giving gardens
cool billabongs
all of us
living right
missing out
living wrong
our thriving
imperfect wealth
all of us
striving for health
blissed out
sweet human
blessed throngs
kissing life
dreaming poetry
creating rhymes
good graciousness
curative gods
deliver healing
share cups 
true faithfulness
nature's plenty
should creation
daring God
replace this
human race
could God
existential nature
even relentless
residential culture
be concealing
divinity's grace
but what
healing space
some of us
be it fleeting
see God
acknowledge that
healing place
an appealing thrust
all this
human fate
chasing sacred
be nature
heal ourselves
medicine's grace
a healer's trust
be it Asclepius
discovering mortal
fervent healing
or believing
raving madmen
sage healers
brave madwomen
recovering fertile
reciprocal feelers
not one
stumbling human 
but that caring
universal feeling
so bearing
essential vibration
freely immersed
in this
natural essence
freely share
conversion tone
radiant verse
reverential medicine
entirety's zone

          * * * 

Friday, July 10, 2026


 

then eventually
I dozed
fell asleep
dreaming seasons
flash lightning
rash decomposing
crash thunder
still composing
summer beat
love asunder
blistering heat
then eventually
autumn came
everything falling
so many 
autumnal reasons
colouring dreams
how frosty
can love
must be
falling chill
longer nights
summer thrills
calling still
then eventually 
winter arrives
drifting snow
seasonal knives
cutting me
continuance apart
love's heart
pieces really
uneasy love
nothing art
distrust arrives
frozen feeling
drilling ice
winter dreaming
distilling vice
fine snow
blizzard colder
splintering everything
don't believe
love advice
winter brings
shattering everything
drifting grows
we are
intuitively told
then eventually
cleverly bold
spring knocks
speaking sun
winter growls
knowing spring
demands dreams
truly stalling
spring comes
barely crawling
it seems
summer understands
crying love
those ailing
break up
harsh demands
love's trying
treasonal themes
love crying
failing love
those seasonal
falling dreams

        * * * 

Monday, July 6, 2026


 

how wild
can I be
if ever
I grew feathers
I should
fly away
would circle
high mountains
icy places
mountain peaks
drinking wild
sacred water
seek fountains
always wild
dream crying
weeping stone
though truly
one side
whose trying
must always
I who am
somehow atone
we be our
polished contract
staring reflection
daring back
maybe just
that reflective one
is truly
really free
seeing myself
some introspection
my destination
mileage selection
just wild
my indignation
such instigation
wild style
my predilection
I'm fluid
marvelous water
carving thoughts
shooting rapids
flooding canyons
fragility deep
ruddy baggage
I'm druid
worship trees
stand stones
how wild
could possibly
I become
caress lightning
free diving
burning hotter
die competing
God's furious
wild entreating
churning sun
so is living
bountiful learning
so is wild
living this
forever yearning
seeking bliss

      * * * 

Friday, July 3, 2026


 

this issue
so hugely
very big
we just
ever fully
can't imagine
this brush
every stroke
paint bigger
more horrific
boundless picture
haunt larger
this is
profound God
but then
God is
not talk
to us
no words
only clouds
is God
I wonder 
what God
divinely thinks
does God
choose sides
what God
if us
set God
on fire
who would
blame God
or something
nature neighbour
other imaginings
blaming someone
dream people
over there
well blame
all those
brain washed
Gozer demons 
other people
living in
your stormy
upset midst
those ones
you choose 
to hate
those folk
merely trying
just survive
when you
find flames
wearing yourself
exotic fire
just wonder
how you 
will feel
shall God
just applaud
maybe hell
you're flawed
tell God
holy damn
don't give
maybe God
laughing inside
preservation hell
laughing mouth
volcanic consecration
fiery laughing
see me
this laughing
human tissue 
seeing you
rotten laughing
stinking issue
God coughing
rancid stew

      * * * 


 

I watched
yet another
youtube video
more Vancouver
something Hastings
gentler brother
yore somewhere
before this
brutal other
litter strewn
core city
cruel time
more ruins
sorry story
blinding sidewalks
right here
bitter sirens
right there
jittered environs
minding people
living sirens
lying prostrate
splayed out
try cement
pavement mattress
lost everywhere
occupying drugland
half bent
nuclear thugland
waist down
some stand
living nowhere
rude found
powerful descent
hopeless frowns
what crown
what dreams
right here
ever dreamt
oddly even
some where
over there
I thought
I saw
Jesus staring
or maybe
cross bearing
Elijah being
some how
even there
each alleyway
who cares
teaching hunger
lost bearings
reaching wonder
took me
pointing yonder
maybe Moses
will appear
surely plant
willing seeds
watering desert
dissolving fear
filling needs
walk streets
resolving greed
share fashion
caring compassion
poke us
stoned right
many storied
curb life
tempting Pilate
show up
tempest stick
stormy sea
temptation appears
tragic life
no redemption
that drowning
being here
no exemption
actual fear
just surviving
rapture this
being clear
enraptured bliss
created here

       * * * 

Tuesday, June 30, 2026


 

when you get up
start your morning
I hope you can run
bad men are coming
did you remember
take your morning pill
prescribed by law
not what you will
bad people are coming
all those things they kill
isn't it stunning
but still get up
start your morning
I hope you can run
bad things are coming
by this afternoon
if you've run far enough
something to think about
how durable and tough
how far can you run
outlaws are coming
lock your doors
shutter your windows
hide in your cellar
grasp personal items
food you can share
those few things
that are dear
grab what you can
cuz relentless
bad is already
senselessly here

 


 

         * * * 

Saturday, June 27, 2026


 

so that
we end
your thoughts
about it
you know
which ones
what about
in time
it's something
about it
breaking open
my heart
bleeding emotion
charged particles
juggling thought
emitting intention
something lost
all those
other dreams
inner actually
nothing gained
can love
things factual
truly be
somehow sustained
what about
blue emotion
something felt
nothing tamed
maybe lightning
will strike
burn holes
into me
what about
tough love
that end
conflagration game
you know
which one
flaming hearts
you know
bleeding tones
that incinerating
burning end
where everything
just ash
lies cold
seems dark
dreams can't
it seems 
ever mend
love's magic
forever lost
so this
our plastic
drastic love
somehow left
you cursed
spatial trends
never truly
special love
this tragic
interspatial end
my lost
artificial friend
you marshal
beautiful cold
your heart
ruefully told
your soul
tarnished gold
frittered love
into this
our fractured
sunrise sunset
sorrowful end

       * * * 

Friday, June 26, 2026


 

we are
walking dead
growing warts
dander dreads
missing teeth
zombie heads
we are
so stoned
one disaster
irreversibly prone
all together
mostly deaf
whether indivisible
sunrise surprise
nearly blind
instrumental weather
sunset cries
boastfully dithered
raging ageless
phenom clown
critique disguise
old town
oblique stages
pitiful guise
new city
incidental lines
but once
when we
somehow lived
far beyond
this novel
impossible rave
before this
improbable grave
impassible AI
somehow stole
what was
universal role
creative living
universally driven
somehow this
audiotronic moaning
everything given
droning heads'
unabbreviated AI
everything invasive
irretrievable time

         * * * 

Thursday, June 25, 2026


 

did you ask
to be born
or was it 
simply chance
some luck
or divine 
novel intention
what about
those stars
aligned with heaven
maybe then
we'll find 
an answer
to what
we are
where we
have been
how now
existence intact
birth contracts
signed sealed
then delivered
not luck
or chance
but relevance
with nature
answering God
as every
divine creature
rephrases glory
storied reprise
something intervention
so conception
more over
natural connection
ovulated egg
resolvent sperm
divinity's natural
living invitation
be that
sacred interpretation
crowded jungle
or desert thirst
this newborn
universal inclination
soulful spirit
seeking something
further education
being something
so lastly asking
while we
are born
is this
sacred soul
revelated first
or is 
birth alone
spirit's consolation

          * * * 


 

what's left 
besides waves
relevant moments
demanding fear
what remains
besides tides
incredible moments
seeing clear
forever went
slamming doors
eternal came
wanting more
closed eyes
being here
clasped hands 
devotee cries
what's left
besides grains
troubled sand
washed up
bloodied gore
what's next
mixing mortar
thick slurry
cement dreams
into bloody
unfurled torture
remorseful scenes
ingesting mercury
beyond that
medicinal themes
what's next
God's will
dreaming creation
something beautiful
divine invitation
beyond human
universal stasis
relevated terrestrial
savoury illumination
what's left
beyond that
celestial communication
what's left
tsunami waves
surging tides
beyond that
human madness
what's left
past this
human sadness
 

      * * * 

Thursday, June 18, 2026


 

time again
flailing motion
sailing then
crazed emotion
flying zen
trinket notions
crossing time
dismissive caution
walking reckless
perilous lines
permissive motivation
juggling invitation
what about yours
these moments
what about mine
rolling donuts
peering through
life's missing
elusive hole
search seconds
innocent days
count minutes
all these
kissing nights
reveling hours
timely commotion
all of yours
phased communication
all of mine
gauged promotion
this millennial
significant age
beyond menial
hands on
time's eternal
universal clock
ticking down
profound space
sensing here
resounding time
sublimely clear
immensely grounding
time's precious
insistent place
poetic somehow
your smiling face
embracing now

         * * * 

Wednesday, June 3, 2026

 


what about 
that sometimes
romantic dream
where you
are real
when I'm
not alone
but then
I wake
to find
you are
truly gone
foolishly something
about dreams
they don't
last long
truthfully something
about you
all about
passionate love
or so
it seems

      * * *  

Saturday, May 30, 2026


 

does God
ever speak
without thinking
would God
create things
without blinking
could God
break things
after drinking
should God
float things
save sinking
what if
God would
make things
much better
what could
God do
writing things
prophetic letters
maybe thinking
God should
speak words
reform swords
some thing
forever better
maybe dreaming
we should
reform words
creating poems
thinking God
speaks poetry
not simply
enlightened words
creation thinking
divine letters
does God
ever digress
think God
sacred ingress
thank God
divine progress

        * * * 

Sunday, May 24, 2026


 

what if
love died
what would
could we
ever do
what if
we all
went blind
maybe sunlight
would be
less important
maybe we
would adapt
become absolute
dense underground
cave blind
but senseless
tinned fish
inside inner
never see
rich gorgeous
dynamic light
what if
utter madness
manic us
took all
panic everyone
never talking
no anyone
longer walking
only crawling
what then
my human
fellow beings
that where
nothing scene
means all
since anything
we are
our father's
mother's dreams
eroding rock
demanding divine
insane erosion
blame sand
grinding things
sad incline
madly blind
want unraveling
travail brings
traveled grief
perhaps something
refines adept
again dreams
righteous love
vying light
trying left
bereft space
sad empty
difficult place
truth finds
love dies
evolving heart
lost grace
confusing sound
displacing parts
that sightless
disgraced place
crazed mind
romance drowns
stasis profound
emotion love
goes blind
never seeing
ever being
something sensational
crying love's
blind impassioned
dying face

        * * * 

Friday, May 22, 2026


 

out digging
rooting around
spade and fork
pulling weeds 
hoeing admittedly
this rakish world
show me stylish
dashing work
this holy ground
let me hear
life singing sweetly
unfettered sparrows
resplendent tweets
alight on this
project Eden
honey romancing yarrow
garden mounds
caressing furrows
so kitchen knife
buttered sorrows
thus dinner fork
viral broccoli
other spiral vegetables
something green
profound chlorophyll
tumbling clouds
reflecting light
angular gleaning
feeding eclectic
electric nature
letting sacred
get elective
introspective sound
freedom soul
reflecting earth
free your heart
grounding future
but yet
astounding yoga
those tortured
apex mountains
north wind
rugged creatures
faults and all
crest fallen
but that
forward calling
into unfettered
sprouting poems
sacred fountains
spouting intellectual
obstrusive foam
as hurried oceans
shout and rise
so keep digging
rooting around
hoe away
cutting up
night into day
legendary disguise
split that
big surmise
shift weeds
expose roots
dig nature
healer mother
lover earth
creature medicine
gifts of myrrh 
sap from reticence
digging up stories
what is
all this
so never
give up
gathering holy
what sacred
truly is
sanctuary medicine
enigma into glory
Eden's whole story
truly worthy
this holy planet
legendary turf
want mixed
with needs
digging elixir
fissured roots
treasured girth
applicating weeds
adapting fruit
divine glory
nature's stature
given apt birth
cultivating sacred
planting storied seeds
creative truth
digging and rooting
celestial worth

         * * * 

Thursday, May 21, 2026


 

someone said
we are war
but I am
forever disagreeable
never war
yet I am
war's crater
bereft creeping
deep in that
drooling pit
through war torn
over fragmented
crass ground 
blasted war
stylish remnant
old king glory
pitching pitiful
depicting life
across those
many wars
bodies piled high
torn bits
enriching creature
bitter critter strife
immortal infraction
courting destruction
but fly by
seeking peace
what inspiring love
desires mortal loss
just try me
bleak prince
yet at least
divinity's cost
what above meant
perhaps each
insipid explosion
each escalation
war's eclectic
every tearing down
those wearing crowns
commanding castles
eccentric domain
peace selectivity
selectively stolen
rampant greed
such bold devotion
withhold this pastoral
misdirected invitation
into wretched war
that deep crater
I'm crawling
around in
clawing my
out of sight
delirious way
through darkness
blind throughout
its all night
all that
grinding recognizance 
what about biting love 
what truly matters
yells and shouts
each brutal stance
reminding romance
war is this
yet peaceful 
finding love
reason's chance  
fifty fifty love
there is 
that room
looming doom
we should
have chosen
peace and love
instead we
choose war
with each
volcanic explosion
bombs leave us
crawling exposed
reeling and creeping
in war's deep
defeating craters
someone said
what matters
maybe sooner
perhaps later
we will
discover more
we are
should be
profound glory
this human race
demanding more
so seldom sorry
delivering unsound
commanding war
this roundly devastating
relevating story
war never more
for love and glory
those storied kisses
compassion stating
war no more

         * * * 

Tuesday, May 19, 2026


 

one last breath
this failing heart
one dying ember
that final spark
creation's best
so before dying
life's giving part
what have you
completely done
each first breath
beneath this sun
those first heartbeats
this solar run
building lifetimes
so deep within
love's creative fire
your perfect
surely everlasting
burning soul
this living desire
your intrepid life
do you conspire
or need saving
what about living
can you ever
keep time's secret
solar rays moreover
what about dying
finally going nova
that final breath
your last heartbeat
breathless existence
such heartfelt living
solaris aspiring
dreaming time's secret
divinity's blazing attire
that timeless insistence
holy creation
breathlessly dying

           * * * 

Friday, May 15, 2026

 

oh vibrant wings
sublime compassion
full strident angel
calling out mystery
crushing tank tracks
embossing history
sentient rationality
bullets engaging grenades
those rushed trenches
someone screams
amputation accolades
war's lush intention
one dreaming billionaire
crushing remuneration
one billion being poor
cash mad billionaires
flash superior spoor
when you find it
eat dirt
wounding hurt
just trying
to stay alive
rising denied
just saying
another sighing
zygote billionaire
another billion dying
missiles inviting drones
who truly cares
maybe bleeding children
mothers tragically crying
every other daring
brash lie
drastic bombs
burned out streets
propaganda psalm
yet another
magic calm
boiling cauldrons
pompas billionaires
building tanks
another flash billion
mega millions
poor into broken
consumed by rank
exhume love
buried beneath
tortured hell
desire burns 
far below 
such exuberance
scarface apocalypse
surely above
how low
war goes
yearning fire
just how high
billionaire shows
continue trying
orbiting satellites
vacuum space catalyst
exciting rockets
yet this
vacuous mass
spatial infringement
trashing humans
crashing community
into broken wings
impunity waged
for those ingots
cagey billionaires
such hellish hubris
razing things
crazy war lust
oh raging angel
mark me
your trusted sage
sacred number
engaging love
refined umber
lord of peace
please find
blind mummers
reminding those
crazed billionaires
enraged peace
streaming down
from sacred
divine station
passionate hearts
dream action
a superior kind
such treasured
replete wisdom
existing purely
completely within
Creation's holy
enshrined mind

        * * * 

Thursday, May 14, 2026


 

we are
already late
somehow lost
not yet fate
so unforgotten
motley debate 
misbegotten cemetery
where love is
has always
been buried
neatly draped
beneath beguiled
undermined deeply
wretched hearts
I've not forgotten
fetching souls
extra impetus
exuding exodus
cosmic truth
penitence of sorts
wrath of pestilence
that ancient
sore spot
where rage
crazy love
becomes fire
replete insanity
crazed eternity
complete creation
should relevance
desire's place
could inanity
ever be some
utmost space
reframed vanity
abstain from payment
reclaimed severance
some sense
commonly in being
egocentric form
ominous as that
finding elemental fight
what cost spiteful
relevating truth
real recompense
what is elevating
true delight
when we are
really lost
already fashionable
truly gone
but sentiment
fondly cementing
cruel convention
into that
not forgotten
deep trove
senselessly far
foolish intention
regretful script
pitiful fuel
unsettled contention
no sound bottom
uncertain concern
can't be wrong
seeking consolation
if you found it
all that even
some odd goodness
dig me up
unearth all
my resounding
reverential prayers
sublimely boundless
forever refine
our buried fears
with whatever
evidently sacred
grounded within
love's spartan grave
revere everything
your credential things
rehearse love
reverse somehow
finding fears
now sadly
rhapsodies of tears
perhaps elementally
in mad time
unforgotten perhaps
even tragic love
shall raise
its abysmal glass
toast infinitum
reveal eternity
truth being love
creation itself
beyond relevance 
past elemental
perpetual dread
heart gone
dead head
soul gone
readily infernal
that carnal blast
simply being
effects affects
electing reflective
infectious love
inflective continuum
beyond mindless
contrived zombie 
creation caste
can be
nominal recreation
breaking down
formidable love
reason of sum
a loveless mask
burning season
soulful miscommunication
existing in yearning
true resistant love
celebrating regal
mind energy
cerebral calibration
stern yet humble
radiating love
heart beat 
consistent revelation
thrust steadily
romancing stimulation
being courageous
embrace humble
compassion's crumb
concept admiration
invite righteous
numbing prayers
om mani padme hum
creative giving
perfect light
remind me love
divine comfort
blessed Ra
surely beloved 
truly frightful
living's rightful sum
resent sometimes
sorrowful night
even inglorious
courageous days
those crazed lost
things in flight
creation is that
love divinity
ready that
sacred tone
somberly universal
so too unity
love's infinitum
moral one
word into light
divine truth
majestic love
lost virginity
creative thought
summon love
resign to destiny
everything lost
that fateful love
folly not forgotten
creation's irreversible
relative holy
selective black holes 
those dark sums
fueling beguiling
shattering stars
unearth begotten
reprieve suns
gather those
scattered souls
receive invitation
find forgotten
mindfully relative
to lost love
mix that 
water and fire
true fluid love
sweet burning desire
our creative place
all this time
that lost space
something forgotten
bound in cemeteries
distilling boundaries
those unmarked graves
mass bristling love
something profound
that familiar
lost cryptic place
filled with love
grounded by profound
love and joy
now this reckoning
soundly unearthed
what we are
sadly buried
once being grace
already lost
this mad yearning
this human face
breathing love
eyeing this
evolving blink
this crying cemetery
fanatically blurred
more than hurried
this deep grave
revolutionary age
modern living
has neatly dug
but we must
plus stay brave
relationally engaged
this human race
have children
what we
is this
gracious love
truly wanted
or dead and buried
no pastoral marker
no compassion
leaving nothing
mysterious intrinsic love
giving's accosted space
no gracious stones
no discerning trace
we are already
whispering lost love
furious ritual
graveyard tones
 

        * * * 

Monday, May 4, 2026


 

so now
sit here
still alone
after all
computing years
wonder just
how this
wonder happened
just where
you now
how here
did we
get lost
land here
this rocky
imagined stoneage
unfamiliar present
accent foreign
crazy desert
remember place
passionate love
outstanding stonehenge
one nuance
intimate fragrance 
upon nuance
bloom time
when you
true radiance
were we
both were
romantic love 
hold me
both us
held you
rich commitment
licking honey
each other
admittance now
crazy charms
embracing arms
strange somehow
love though
flew away
take all
magic wonder
blown away
crowning karma
stealthily away
wondrous guesses
wrap love
fond kisses
love caresses
address all
minding movement
those lips
things that
grinding hips
special tongue
eyes we
wanted what
sensuous smiles
things we
thought would
always last
still critical
night fittingly
bleakly returned
speak openly
shift breaking
tilt love
believable dawn
mold something
evidence decries
present drowning
crying love
please leave
absolve me
I thought
absolute caring
somehow solving
us darling
resolute frowning
I thought
somehow daring
I could
might rightly
see dying
no fright
but lives
blind crying
your eyes
beauty thought
too madly
both us
flying somehow
another space
try leaving
abandon love
us both
that spoken
place those
what tokens
these hearts
broken bleeding
voices really
needful parts
human bonds
where both
have lived
together soundly
love tried
blame insanity
profound pride
love's vanity
becoming folly
place receiving
precious space
like home
lover leaving
just laying
both there
storied feeling
of us
played out
that midnight
haunted dark
another display
speechless night
stall zone
nothing daunting
startling really
my appeal
shattered souls
all wishing
upon stars
our sacred
lost feelings
right now
has love
somehow gone
far astray
sleeping dreams
let love
crave truth
see us
repeat above
knowing somehow
love explained
love couldn't
forever stay
shattered dreams
we come
fully scattered
ever willing
never truly
perhaps understanding
we'll wake
finally see
mad love
levity really
truly sad
barbaric love
never dies
all us
both you
so me
precious sparks
those we
both then
shall now 
address forever
recall somehow
blessed love
confess precious
recognize possession
pressure marks
our fissured
frail hearts
alliance remembered
perhaps somehow
treasured love
we'll wake
see someday
that place
where love
lives sublime
swooning kisses
swaying love
blooming mystery
misty rainbows
carnal history
brilliant dreams
sensuous wonderment
pondering sea
resilient love
wondrous grace
be true
love embrace
both me
both you
but now
I'm down
gotten somehow
here on
my knees
save forgiveness
for all
I've done
ask truthfulness
if only
ruthless love
we were
ever even
rightly one

      * * * 

Saturday, May 2, 2026

 


something breathless
still hungry
borderline reckless
monster razor
anguish gliding
thanklessly over
familiar ranks
imbibing bitter
drinking mystery
tangibly sharp
linking myriads
senseless things
what if
tangled brings
frantic banks
fanatically full
reinventing velocity
think monstrosity
tick tock
guttural reciprocity
one blink
reliving time
every knick
linking knack
connecting fractions
into factual
relatively actual
responsive day
just that
atomic sun
begetting atoms
regretting fateful 
solar eruptions
sunset tracks
bleeding east
trending west
beget timid
kingdom sunset
act terminally
seeking freedom
north briefly
addressing south
maybe best
just really
confess being
fellow worth
tick tock
hollow earth
following ceremoniously
lacking vigor
figure myriads
add Siegfried
desert pyramids
furious love
plus Sigmund
blazing rigorously
scurrilous talk
elastic screams
wake me
when reactive
plastic dreams
become that
curious dawn 
finally arriving
what once
we had
just can't
ever forget
wishing upon
pleasure stars
ritually praying
measuring mystic
virtual night
give into
each driven
marvelous dawn
drawn astray
try balancing
alluring love
stay impartial
lastly measure
that faraway
between two
haunted worlds
knife edge
what treasure
seems righteous
does love
pleasuring strife
ever pledge
even invite
driven between
two romantic
undaunted hearts
imagine running
straight lines
across insatiable
genuine life
swerve contemptuously
crossing love
defining temptress
slitting wrists
treasure razor
refining wishful
something maybe 
fabled bliss
tasteful scarring
solemn death
daring tattoo
fire knows
what Epictetus
convictively wrote
eventually redefining
exposing lucid
marginal realms
ritually deep
bright lights
sparkling feats
blood red
Epictetus notes
ghosting insightful
virgin oracles
even morally
those deep
boasting orally
devotional feasts
what death
sincerely denotes
trust mysterious
perhaps resist
lustful cutting
ghostly pursuits
lest Epictetus
trusts eternal
turning over
crusted fraternity
perhaps thrusting
internally within
recently rusting
that ancient
stoic agent
lying buried
loving grave
dismissing heartfelt
inner love
hurried bliss
love's jury
being formal 
conviction's edge
keen razor
remarkably entitled
engaging phases
bloody left
marking right
ruddy places
eviction poetry
describing dying
stark violence
rearranging misbegotten
tempestuous stages
denying begotten
temptress something
still attempt
even believe
redemptive courageous
self righteous
eventful rages
rivaling concise
pleading eyes
crying signs
tick tock
lucid time
mock wanting
more giving
artful love
perhaps more 
razor love
clever maybe
purpose haunting
still brazen
cruel love
fresh blood
rather daunting
this razor
my friend
wakes up
shaking things
broken blends
shaping forsaken
into mistaken
tick tock
pretend adhoc
tantamount time
love sighing
slice defining
friend itself
until love
frightfully vying
reckless love
finds that
commendable try
minding emotion
what compassion
passionately sends
bending images
what feckless
love itself
dearly defends
blind razor
refined dying
what reverence
reverentially sends
blistering indifference
what love 
influentials edge
ritual insistence
razor rends

        * * * 

Wednesday, April 15, 2026



some  times
things happen
what about
our reaction
shifting dunes
that creation
loose sand
but as
things stand
things happen
demand explanation
ample planets
blue moons
simple admits
ruination too
that place
crippling fits
relax now
some times
things happen
raging rain
freezing snow
but still 
some how
light enlightens
liquid flows
daylight happens
life splits
nightime knows
life's psychedelia
forbidden shows
fair diplomyelia
sharing right
sharing wrong
sharing poetry
sharing song

       * * * 

Friday, April 10, 2026


 

so you
mystically move
your magic
delicious arms
like passion
compassionate feathers
floating together
those perfect
passionate lips
making me
simply quiver
your eyes
catching each
every spark
radiant light
reflection beseeching
something movement
never take
for granted
your legs
describing everything
your body
what could
should love
ever do
with such
wondrous features
just maybe
I saw
caught you
in that
special way
where purity
behooves you
where charity
freely plays
those clouds
mysterious clouding
kind of up
our world
mixing sup
our minds
but then
I look
at you
see all
your grace
I melt
inside myself
seeing beauty
your face
so I
truly move
wanting more
of you
no knowing
just how
or what
I should 
ever do
your splendor
moves me
such slender
touching nerves
caressing me
my hurried
expectant soul
when you
rise up
fly away
I wish
I might
fly too
follow flying
where ever
flight may
mysteriously go
but truly
all that
untouchable mystery
you are
every part
that's you
makes me
simply shiver
makes me
always wonder
your movement
taking me
so faraway
from where
I thought
passion stayed
your lips
so kissable
your eyes
entrance me
maybe this
just dream
may God
be magic
heavenly stars
willingly fall
let me once
forever know
your heart
isn't mine
your soul
as it
always goes
flies away
from where
I stand
leaving love
in some
private place
locked up
that space
only movement
could ever
open wide
but I'm 
standing still
compassion waiting
for love
to fill
me up
let me
see you
in that
perfect light
watching you
soar away
to some
foreign place
moving you
which really
that reality
seems true
seems right
this love
I feel
pure water
I'm drowning
my anxious
avian soul
my naked
brazen aire
that movement
life demands
streaked sky
inside us
treatise fire
burning up
yearning light
burning movement
my love
so move
radiant insistence
lifting us
far above
where we
always stand
in time
reborn here
knowing alive
kind love
seeking us
wanting purity
taking us
hand in hand
sure movement
to divinity's 
divine place
God refines
your lips
that movement
your eyes
life devised
so all
your perfection
might prove
perfect love
does exist
mystically holy
driving thing
love movement
simply can't
ever resist
like that relevant
universe's kiss
advent movement
delicious love insists

           * * * 

Thursday, April 9, 2026

 


you know
when
I think
of you
I can't 
help
but feel
that I am
diving deep
into your
vast ocean
I'm plankton
some whale
scooped me up
just like Jonas
I've been
like him
nearly inhaled
yet regaled
spit out
bet now
i am
treading water
forever hoping
I won't
just sink
pray drowning
if some
eruption
astounding play
ice age
corruption
just happened
I would be
abruptly encased
in all that
sincere
severe cold
blue ice
glacier solid
more than
I have
ever been
I try 
to be
somehow liquid
even virtual
immortally fluid
I am 
still swimming
just yawning
simply dying
to reach
try you
fertile land
once again
somewhere
blessed
upon your
rocky shore
so here
I am
surely floating
sleeplessly adrift
in this
deep blue
aroused sea
if I
go under
eventually drown
would you
even see
that I tried
sometimes though
that ebbing
reciprocal tide 
is just
too strong
consider all 
this salt
victual water
I've been
soaked through
strong vinegar
weak acid
pickling my
salted blood
has asking
finally turned
kick-ass
fine or not
tricky brine
this is 
how it is
a final wave
this salty
carnal world
I have fault
gestalt memories
if could only
save us
some how
forge fraught
engraved with fault
all my guilt 
maybe love
has given up
no you are
both of us
but if only
maybe I could
finally somehow
save us
my stilted
shifting soul
geography
that is
monogamously fitful
Artemis sinking
submerged in this 
caustic salty brine
just somehow
just trying
to somehow
just survive
whether
both ours
or is it
only mine
that finally
truth sees 
some true light
let fruitless me
a finally checklist
recklessly behave
be a beggar
reside with me
my bear cave
guess checkmate
show me
enduring continuity
some fate
fitful rudimentary
elementary relief
a soulful blessing
somehow saved
from ungrateful
oceanic belief
love has
is ever
ingenuity
not just some
frantic storm
intuitive grief
raging sea
raving disbelief
those carnal
striving dreams
never let us be
I think of you
lost love
so that is what
I can't help
but always see

       * * * 

Monday, April 6, 2026


 

so that
moon rises
somewhere
out there
argonauts traveling
human journey
around that glowing
brilliant moon
maybe dreams
planned projection
dreams seem fine
as that precious moon
speaks to us all
speech isn't always
so refined
I'm traveling
in this resilient
somehow
so very much
has changed now
yet still 
in some way
so much remains 
may be 
that very same
still it's about
true love
isn't it
every adventure
that's all about
each heartbeat
love
isn't it
maybe
it's about
God
that surreal being
still it's about
love though
God is love
so we have
been told
feel it
if it's in
your heart
if that part
of your soul
wanting to go
around that moon
fly to heaven
but not too soon
such is life
all this love
more life to live
yet pain and strife
so that
inner vision
far out
in outer space
riding that
knife edge
one slip
just a blink
that moon rises
somewhere 
out there
taikonauts and cosmonauts
different environments
aeronauts and aquanauts
even most modern
clicking internauts
modemality
router alley
yet still
brilliance rises
talk about resilience
instilling curiosity
mindful adventure
objects of desire
this human journey
time after time
measure after measure
sometimes all that
precious vibration
will be 
harmonious sometimes
even rhyme
sometimes even
oddly glorious
time after time
storied us
time after time
after time

        * * * 

Sunday, April 5, 2026


 

something magical
do you ever
have those dreams
that incredible place
dream world
taking us away
into some other
magical space
I have to wonder
just what was real
those recurring themes
unreal intimate scenes
like needing a toilet
and not finding one
maybe you do 
eventually find one
but it has no door
okay friends and folk
that is velveteen
what about space
some far off planet
some surreal sun
even flying through 
that extra special place
God help us
maybe we're at sea
everything in time
just endless waves
perhaps in time
some spectral tide
even rain
those suicidal dreams
even fire
or just about to fall
catch me
in your loving arms
see me cry
maybe as I die
in lonely dreams
it's just karma
all that relative stuff
far off in some galaxy
light years away
you'll wake up 
someday when earth
isn't where you stay
something magical
about it all
having those dreams
about that magical place
so deep sleep
sleep and dream
majesty may visit you
holiness could touch you
that sacred space
you'll marvel at
tears can take us there
fear can drive us there
something about all
those magnificent dreams
something extra special
about this human race

             * * * 

Saturday, April 4, 2026


 

should we
just stand still
or take
a step ahead
take one
step sideways
or take
a step back
should we
twirl around
look back
from where
we've been
maybe still
forge on
or should we
try to fly
like we
are free
or should we
turn around
drive back
into history
that is
life's mystery
just what
to do
just what
to think
just how
to turn
or twist
or shout
that is
living life
breathing being
perhaps some
reckless night
God will come
take us
by one
hand in hand
even if
we can't stand still
God will 
find us
karma's sentience
just good will
so stand up
speak will's sentence
give direction
live your dreams
seek repentance
share your schemes
speak independence

           * * * 

Friday, April 3, 2026


 

it's genius
each veiled
creedless mystery
feeding such
a brilliant
genuine delight
but maybe
this world
it's something
even demons
flushed down
some slimy
hellish drain
but still
isn't it
utterly miraculous
blowing all 
our mystified
confused minds
maybe we
somehow will
perhaps dream
our way
navigate out
of this
disingenuous mess
it's something
I must
truly confess
that simply
always seems 
completely surreal
gravity's misadventure
if only
killer's bullets
weren't real
if only
applauding bombs
didn't fall
all that
flawed history
marauding psalms
confusing us
all those
nefarious politics
leaving us
severely broken
forever pondering 
even wondering
ever wandering
isn't though
just wonderful
staunch life
where children
all that
every innocence
all that
what was
almost good
is torn
ripped apart
by those
that should
be setting
some thing
even good
an example
something instead
of cruel
bitter war
causing grief
yet instead
bloody greed
steadily mar
ready relief
double crossing
so many
needlessly die
fall bleeding
those things
that might
have been
something beautiful 
even sure
those things
that could
have been
beyond blind
mysterious ritual
loveless nothing
but victims
horrid gore
all those
loveless lies
that we
are told
all that
pitifully phony
that always
forever unfolds
what sort 
of revolution
does it
bloodywell take
to change
broken things
make things
spoken better
maybe God 
needs to
simply arrive
grab those
faithless guilty
by their
conniving throats
pluck out
their lies
evil eyes
tear out
their cold
deceitful hearts
maybe then
all that
marauding genius
would reveal
unveil those
curtained mysteries
so we
certainly all
could live
certain brilliance
so we
forever all
might give
faithfully share
our world
which just
makes sense
but then 
all those
demented despots
hiding secluded
always scheming
vainly they're
golden towers
while innocence
unfolding everything
that was
once told
as perfectly
seemingly good
is sent
unceremoniously rent 
dreaming hell
like they
all should
so in
all their
fucked up
total inhumanity
thinking they
are smart
saying they
are great
some people
do see
all their
shifty lies
causing all
shifting this
worldly strife
shoving tawdry
garish knives
into every
good soul
shoddy causing
this world
to bend
bodies bleeding
what if
virile sun
simply refused
to shine
what if
all oceans
simply turned
to brine
what would
we do
would all
even those 
brilliant leaders
all those
smartly genius
simply say
it was
our fault
couldn't be
wasn't theirs
but really
who truly
fucking cares
who doesn't
always wish
they were
grandly rich
more powerful
who doesn't
pray standing
for more
give me
hordes more
sordidly maybe
it is
all illusion
affording maybe
it is
all delusion
even certainly
it is
utter confusion
some believe
in all
yet those 
richly powerful
impertinent lies
some believe
God is
still on
their side
while God
stays away
uproariously laughing
at us
all this
roaring war
making everything
that once
was almost
even good
so dearly 
heaven pays
nothing is
every going
to be
alright again
so much
is lost
brilliance isn't
even in
within sight
that genius
left us
simply escaped
our world
when propaganda
took its
virulent hold
its deathly
cheerless grip
making innocence
light itself
self immolation
destructive fire
with all
war's grizzly
untamed desire
with all
our forgotten
happy dreams
so now
just us
drowning here
dangerously crowned
by this
choking mire

       * * * 

Tuesday, March 31, 2026


 

jesters silenced
FUBAR to say the least
a mutating virus
this flourishing beast
is it just us
or those gathering vultures
or is it just them
relishing another cannibal feast
or those words we speak
FUBAR parading
that truth we seek
those poems we write
jesters silenced
FUBAR parading
as enlightened right

           * * *  

Monday, March 30, 2026


 

all my grief my love
this pain and sorrow
resonating in my soul
all that sad and sorrow
my heart has come to know
if I live to see tomorrow
I hope that sad sorrow
doesn't continue
to magnify and sadly grow
what if joy and happiness
would come to ease
all this pain we've known
perhaps my heart
would find some goodness
that fleeting joy
happiness has sown
all that fragrant beauty 
we would like to know
virtually always see
if only all that fragrance
wasn't always lost
in love's costly forever's
but never forgotten love
precious joy and happiness
could still be you and me

               * * * 

Saturday, March 28, 2026

 

hey man
those 1920's
dancing flappers
short skirts
those rebellious
fashion sheiks
after war
then man
those 1930's
modern hepcats
hepsters and hipsters
all about
jazz man
hepjills and hepchicks
all about
jive slang
all that
cat-ologue swing
then man
more war
a beyond thing
that 1940's
hip bebop 
counterculture scene
that was
a dig-it thing
challenging mainstream
those cats 
and jazz cats
musicians blowing
hepster dreams
zoot suiters
with their
baggy flamboyance
counterculture cats
loving all
that jazz
all that beat
razmataz man
getting beatified
all that
beaten down
those non-conformists 
seekers man
jive slang talk
cool attitude cats
all that
beatitude poetry
those slick moves
that beatified walk
cool grooves man
beat into beatnik
jive slang man
what a cool kick
then all
those hipsters
true blue niks
more subculture
those poetic words
then Korea gore 
so stoic damn
beatniks man
ultra-slick
those 1960's
turning tricks
hipsters into hippies
those wanna be's
young yearning
twisting hordes
lordy wanna be
jive and slick
then Viet
fucking Nam man
blowing off
every lid
evolving into
jam man
showing off
those cruel
tricky dicky licks
dancing jive man
into that
acid groove
psychedelic chicks
showing off
those naked
Woodstock tits
what a fit man
what a cool groove
now those
preachers man
beach gurus 
where they sit
more counter culture
a steady
ready move
poetry man
that slam 
so sure
taking off
for moon man
dreaming meth
ecstasy and cool
surely stealth
soon man
all those kicks
fantasy and groove
counter culture man
still making
hipsters move
don't be
square man
be a daddy-O
where ever doll
if you try 
you can man
fly into that 
sutra show
just go man
jump off
that poetic cliff
parachute free man
new-hippies
into neo-hippies
spirit free man
those back
to that
land chicks
peace love
and freedom
something all
hip wants
living in that
groove man
churning ultra-modern
resisting tricks
all that modern
insanity man
all that fresh
sanity and clean
pulling heads
out of that 
deep sand man
still seeking
perfect shangri-la
coming out
of those strange
awesome clouds man
coming down
to earth man
trying to recover
from being
so deranged
all that
fascist propaganda
strange drumming
range of sound
all those earthly 
vibes man
that are never
truly over
all this new
hip and groove
modern woman and man
arranging something new 
modern tribes man
something absolute
and clever
solutions modern
truth behooves
that something
real endeavour

         * * * 

Wednesday, March 25, 2026

 

now
we are
digging 
our own
graves
some day
soon
we will
bury
ourselves deep
lost
in unholy
ground
what choice
might
we have
before
all cherished
light
goes out
one
last time
grant
us patience
good
will help
us
some day
finally
find sacred
shovel
a holy
place
integral space
where
we will
lay
deep within
mother
our earth
finally
one time
perhaps
all our
dreams
aren't so
happy
after all
maybe
god will
remotely
come take
our
feeble hand
lead
us all
home
to that
sacred
where place
does
virtual holy
abound
so let
us
still dig
deeper
keep digging
our
troubled world
dream
let us
dream
that sacred
place
where justice
purity
absolute tranquility
most
of us
want
to be
when
we are
finally
one day
found
in that
deep
cold grave
where
eternity keeps
saves
our memories
so
completely profound

         * * * 

Tuesday, March 24, 2026

 


this celibate
carnal mind
what is there
to celebrate
with that revelated
animal kind
what if
faith and belief
truly elevated
with all that
unengaged kind
if that sacred
imagined egg
remained unbroken
universal outline
remained unattached
never fertilized
remained unhatched
what might 
this planet be
a molten site
an uncertain place
grinding contrite
folding rocks
where tectonic plates
meet drifting sand
where sightless God
naturally left
creation unadorned
void of concept
never ever left 
a vital living mark
just barren nature
forever touching
a sterile world
carnal creation
never raising
its revelated
praising hand
God's elevated
revelating finger
never creating
sentient life
out of holy water
refracting sacred light
never celebrating
abstract life
into earthbound man
nothing righteous
a mindless state
besides drifting
tectonic plates
and those
celibate rifts
of barren sand

        * * * 

Sunday, March 22, 2026

 


so you think
you have
your answer
but so does
your brother
so your mother
remains silent
with her prayers
as your father
bends to rent
his gathered shirt
tear out
what is left
his tattered doubt
so you think
those words
some rant and shout
you think
they somehow
truly mattered
you hear
pretentious garble
relentlessly pouring
intentionally down
some so called
holy mountainside
where truly
sacred water
seeks holy ocean
mixed and stirring
those holy words
you thought
you heard
even thought
you understood
but tortured blood
my contentious brother
is something
you should
always respect
communicate compassion
deliver peace
with soulful passion
truly empathize
in every dialect
find that
real caring
still can exist
within your heart
your precious soul
peace and love
humanity my friend
is living there
real truth
and precious love
beyond all this
wretched human
collective despair

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Saturday, March 21, 2026

 


something deep
inside me
being self
some where
deep within
my lonesome
hermit self
I keep
determinedly searching
looking for
my intentional
true self
maybe someday
I'll find
play out
me conventionally 
knowing all
that I
concurrently along
am me
just myself
so see
trusting something
blew into
my world
from some
distant place
giving me
fortunately new
this open
third eye
granting me
this reflective
internal view
so as
I breathe
I see
reflecting myself
I find
meditative dreams
so my
contemplative life
all this
collective colour
all this
introspective mind
such deep
ethereal sea
relieving blind
so still
firmly believing
I see
true self
in words
I write
my garden
where that
spirit grows
all this
blessed fruit
sacred creation
teaches us
explicit me
my inner
breathing life
something progressive
growing right
sowing introspective
expressive light
some thing
that is
marvelously free         

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Friday, March 20, 2026


 

stupid stupid
stupid war
stupid people
go to stupid war
war makes people
more stupid
more and more
just plain stupid
stupid stupid stupid
stupid more
stupid rubble
stupid trouble
stupid stupid
stupid gore
if no one went
there would be
a lot less stupid
stupid stupid war

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Wednesday, March 18, 2026


 

so I laughed
when you 
tore me apart
I was hysterical
when you 
threw me
to those
hungry dogs
what if I
wasn't trapped
always shackled
to this forlorn
maybe I would
laugh hysterically
at what delirium
is simply left
of my torn sky
atmosphere plummeting
down to solid
destructive ground
if only love
would be instructive
whatever should
I ever
constructively do
if I could
surely commit
invest and remit
manifesting fire
ultimately redirect
insanity in my life
my careless desire
share and reconnect
fashionably darling
to something
I could laugh at
rationally disconnect
from everything
I laugh at hysterically
since all that
raucous desire
is never cautious
sometimes even dire
when you throw me
to your pack of dogs
when you tear me up
shackling me forever
to your clever gods
when you laugh
as I ignite myself
into yet another
raging fire
I can't help 
but bother
wearing grief's attire
to wonder
why laughing
is that odd sign
of something
truly amiss
something that is
truly broken
something that is
really trying
even those
argent words
that have
been spoken
laughing raucously
words that
wound us up
grinding us
founding madness
with love's
marginal tokens
we end up
wrapped in sadness
always bleeding
we wake up
broken and crying
some mystical
newly found
unsound revelation
laughing maniacally
while rapture
grips us
as we always
end up dying
so as I toss
my broken heart
beyond grief
that raging sea
I still wonder why
it couldn't have been
just love my darling
enveloping both of us
navigating true devotion
entranced by love
that blue deep sea
passion embracing
both of us
together love
just you and me

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