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