Sunday, June 05, 2011

us

us
da mos peace lovin natsion
in da whol wide worl

us
don care if yo lyin eye
see all dem dead body

us
din do nothsin

Saturday, May 07, 2011

Reality

this reality
as "Sweet Mist" in the meadow
sings a sad blue song

Monday, March 21, 2011

Cherished Flower

although tis full grown
this beautiful young flower
brings joy to my heart

Friday, December 03, 2010

on this train of life

we glide swiftly past distinct neighborhoods
as faces and languages and rhythms change
blending colors and hair refuted by style
by woolen coats tattered scarves and tattoos
expressions and impressions of pain and joy
and lost love steadfast challenged by time
and place and definitely defined space
seen expressly through a dark and murky veil
disturbed only by clicks and endless clacks
of this swiftly moving
never ending train
of life

Sunday, September 19, 2010

once upon a time

i treasured a beautiful bowl
as my most prized possession
i would hold it in my hands
gazing at it with adoration

i would run my fingers gently
across its multi-textured surface
decorated with gold and silver
as it bedazzeled my senses

not long ago i was startled
by a door harshly slammed shut
and my bowl, my lovely bowl
slipped from my fingers

i watched it fall to the floor
and shatter into tiny pieces
very tiny meaningless pieces
scattered about my feet

i picked up the pieces
large and medium and small
and with patience and love
i glued them together over time

my bowl was never the same
is spite of patience and effort
it was warped and it leaked
and had lost its bright lustre

and so too it is with love
once upon a time

Will

through a doorway to my hearts desire
he burst with bludeon, cleaver and sword
he attacked my mind, my heart and soul
all about me fell to pieces in a pit
of darkness, of fear and of ruin
all that i cherished was crushed
all that i knew as bright shining light
began riding through the valley of pain
on a dark toy horse of ill, named Will

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Jack MacSmacker

ol Jack MacSmacker
for Miss Shirler Sweetpacker
had a real knacker

Monday, September 13, 2010

green

we need green

green grass
green power
clean green emissions
green jobs
fairly distributed
green money
and green Martians
to come down here
and fix this green "$#!?"

if you know what i mean
about green