Amongst my topaz necklace dreams,
Cloaked by my scarlet life,
A blazing Sun climbed up it seems,
Wounded by a silver-bladed knife.

Bearing each heartache's lasting scars,
Rose diamond's ling'ring sorrows never lie,
While Venus sends love notes to Mars,
In turn, Sun fell down an azure sky.

Rememb'ring life's forgotten rainbow dreams,
Midst watermelon days, bliss simply stood,
Emerald memories drift and fade it seems,
As brilliant hope rejoiced, just as it should.

Shining stars, one thousand blazing light years, time now,
Thence my love, dance on, let blessed peace refrain,
White Buffalo Calf Woman, Messiah, rapt in psalm, come Holy Cow,
Accord sweet dove, repent, binding thee with thy sacred chain. 

Lost dreams, ne'er be found, 'til sacred suns have set,
Scores of hearts broken, such harsh emotion, since John Lennon died,
Luminous stars, ten thousand light years, advancing yet,
Countless burning tears we've shed, since John Lennon died.

Endless harvest, whence fate's dominion sparks finial domain,
Precious souls proceed, take strident steps, forge bliss ahead,
Resolving heaven, where winged archangels solve this final pain,
Exact, retreat Hell's fiery gate, still heed, swallow poison, whate'er is fed.

Refrain, phrased love, generous harmony, mending broken hearts, lest stead,
What grand music lost, what profound word sets, since John Lennon died?
Did some great peace arise, deliverance, from John and Yoko's goodwill bed?
Such poetic verse, pearl genius, now forever gone, since John Lennon died.

Thrust Jacob's sharpened dagger deep, so vital sense vacates horrid spurn,
Trumpets blaring, ascending skyward, faith leaps, via such hallowed sound,
Rejoice! Divine muse, begin this Buddha journey, as perfumed incense burn,
Supreme revolution! Seeking proper process, revolving thoughts, profound.

Cosmic realms, helpless, like drowned victims floating nude, in a deep cold sea,
Gentle verse accompany rhythmic rhyme, imagine, music gone, since John Lennon died,
Ten years later, gypsies rocket 'round a fueled fire, entertaining raucous Alvin Lee,
Giving precious peace a chance, caressing hands, since John Lennon died.

One last kiss, my love, ere Ockham's razor cuts deep through flaccid veins,
Let love resist, let social morals desist, as morbid truth doth hide,
Truss honour to this sacred tree, toss vibrant sunset to the wind, all for worldly gains,
Save broken hearts, long lost dreams, all dead and buried, since John Lennon died. 

Where Dreams Are Born

Slumber sweet love,
Where dreams are born,
Let true love linger,
Lest wounded hearts be torn.

Sojourn my love,
In waves of passion,
Where soul meets self,
In heavenly fashion.

With every heart beat,
Savour each ling’ring kiss,
Those precious moments,
Where two hearts find bliss.

One look, one soft touch,
Your gentle nature,
I fell in love,
With your gentle stature.

Rejoice my love,
Seek heaven’s dream,
Where Saints and Angels,
Sip honeyed cream.

Dew drop reflecting,
Cool rain falling,
Two hearts beating,
Sweet love is calling.

Night is coming!
Can you hear dwellers dwelling?
Can you hear wakeful awakening?
Do you see mediators meditating?
Do you see morning stars surrendering?
Storm is coming!
Can you hear drummers drumming?
Can you hear mummers mumming?
Do you see hummers humming?
Do you see jackboots marching?
War is coming!
Can you see buyers buying?
Can you see players playing?
Do you hear bombers bombing?
Do you hear war planes droning?
Death is coming!
Can you hear spinners spinning?
Can you hear heartbeats beating?
Do you see preachers preaching?
Do you see farmers planting?
Rapture is coming!
Can you hear desires desiring?
Can you hear droplets dripping?
Do you see conquerors conquering?
Do you see reality reeling?
Buddha is coming!
Can you see dyers dying?
Can you see floaters floating?
Do you hear dashers dashing?
Do you hear thunder crashing?
Heaven is coming!
Can you see raged raging?
Can you see tempters tempting?
Do you hear trumpets trumpeting?
Do you hear worthy praying?
Nirvana is coming!
Can you see sleepers sleeping?
Can you see visionaries envisioning?
Do you hear enlightenment enlightening?
Do you hear blissful breathing?
New Day is coming!
Can you hear potters potting?
Can you hear reapers reaping?
Do you see seers seeing?
Do you see God's Blessed birds singing?
Life is coming!

Snow paints the world white,
Revealing each and every lie,
Snow delivers death blows, an unforgiving fight,
So snow must die, yes snow must die.

Imprison snow in gulags, for all that honest truth,
Let snow be burned at the stake, bind snow in earthly chains,
Evil justice must prevail, no matter how uncouth,
Immure, impound, 'til none of snow's pure truth remains.

Snow must be found, let demons capture,
Engage that simple truth, dispatch to a Cubanesque realm,
Evil justice must prevail, destroy all rapture,
While evil reigns, demons still, at their earthly helm.

So snow must die,
Snow must be destroyed,
Snow cannot be allowed, revealing every lie,
Evil justice must be employed.

Forgive snow, never,
Close the door on snow,
No matter that snow is clever,
Honest truth cannot, allow the world to know.

Behold! That starry stripe,
Where freedom fails, false words lie,
Behold! Such evil worldly tripe,
So snow must die, snow must surely die.

Snow hidden in its earthly den,
Snow's truth ensnared, enslaved,
Snow denounced, rest only then,
For surely snow has misbehaved.

Violence! Product of the mind, 
Short of love, void of kind,
Good compassion left behind,
Cherished adoration undermined.

What draft? What current task?
Look beneath each prevalent mask,
Seek truth, pray, fail not to ask,
Which leaf to eat? Bread and wine? Which oaken cask?

Essence! Beauty inhabits every soul,
Nature's seed is never droll,
Imagine lotus, blooming, soaring tall from sandy shoal,
Awake! Arise! Create ascending, most perfect goal.

Buddha, prostrate, deep meditation,
Seeking light, revering God's perfection,
Dharma, generously given through good selection,
Free of hate, disengaged from violent infection.

Cosmic star, enlightened spirit,
Quiet one's busy mind, can you hear it?
Forge brave ahead, don faith, never fear it,
Practice Nirvana, in time you'll near it.

Heaven's tears, cleanse, like cool rain,
All life suffers, this earthly plane,
Eightfold path, sacred seed, holy grain,
Right thought, right action, nourish life, riding this blessed train.

There hangs Guernica, covered and hid,
How many dying, wounded and dead?
So paints Picasso, shrouded fascists to rid,
How many lost, innocent names to be read?

Open thine eyes, great tribulation borne in this world,
Look to those Saints that rue man's evil and war,
Open thy mind, revealing lies, lying hidden and curled,
Look to brave artists who dare bare truth to its core.

Bullets and bombs are ne'er good for one's soul,
Brutal armies spawn death, spell destruction, where e'er they go,
Haughty Elite, Presidents and Kings, flagrant deceive us, we honestly know,
No matter the flag, no matter the anthem, no matter the goal. 

Young militant men, ignorant pawns, taught to battle and fight,
Mislead by sneering Generals, delighting o'er spilled blood,
Soldiers tutored such dark arts, ne'er bathed in the light,
Thus homeward they march, spirits dashed by death's flood.

Lost souls, all dead and buried,
Enter Rothko, behold desperate black tombs,
Manage reckless, passing frantic days, so hurried,
Alpha to Omega, conceived then spent, in God's velvet womb.

War's beastly destruction, ne'er complimenting humankind with worldly good,
Create light with thine actions, replace horrid war's sinful plight,
Peaceful love is the Way, thus all mankind should,
Living life as God planned it, cleansing Life with pure Light.

Saying, Thank you, I love you,
Wondrous words bathed in Glory,
Meditate on thoughts far above you,
Healing words, that's the true story.