trick

I think I may, I think I might,
Have seen some things that need made right.
If what I saw, I'd love to say...
Would you return and help this day?
I know clearly of those I saw in other times...
But will you dare speak of the memories in this rhyme?
For I can not tell, 'tis not clear to see,
If my mind plays tricks, or if you play tricks on me.

no doubt

‎I doubt we will ever see a timeless man,
selling wares from a caravan...
or in a circus - cruelty condone,
to make a talk show chair his throne...

sharing greatest hits on mount,
sermons serviced will surmount;
investing by behest will he,
return the pulpit to the people for free.

last night a woman from Tibet,
said be assured, on this you can bet-
in his basket there was none,
we need no money nor a gun.

before his time again come and gone,
we shall rest, together All as One.


               

tsunami

if you want
there's our thing
we can think
what we do

it was new
like the night

on my page
you came through
at first sight
you felt it too

it got to be "that time"
you said "I should stop"
we did and did not, my only thought

STAY...
pretending "yes okay"
but how could you...
and I said "I like that, too"
would we ever find out
what we both knew

monster

the love you made
a monster in me created
promises insinuated
with honesty that should not
have resonated
oh how you broke me
so sweet intonated
how they still choke me
the lies you told
how I bought
all that you sold

habit

it's a sickness part of my disease
this time I'll let you leave
a bad habit to be broken
after being torn open

so many vices
have darkened my door
with devious devices
far worse many times before
began recreational
a fallen dove now so clear
a lie a love not so sweet
oh no my dear
you said there was nothing to fear
but that thing in the woods
you were always so so near

a magic trick built for compulsion
leading to my destruction
you took my trust
familiarity and contempt turns to dust
so high I felt no pain
fell while I was lost in transcendence
in the pleasure I hoped to gain
all while you easy in fearful independence

so many shadows
risen through the cracks in the floor
pretending they were hallows
far worse many times before
began so seductively
a fallen dove now so clear
a lie a love not so sweet
oh yes my dear
there was always something to fear
that thing hiding in the woods
you were always so so near

tonta

de obra mía
pobresita
tonta niña
mi ánimo está en el piso
no durará mucho es lo mismo mismo
con cualquier otro guapo...
yo escapo
a mi pueblo
nacido nuevo

lost count

I dare not speak,
another word should not be said
leapt too soon
easily could have been read
I've lost count
of what's unspoken

within reach
The last child for who's trust
he lied to breach
the one Eye stares
fire at will lusty dread

bled, bled, yes,
no more to bed.
and yet I am not dead.

I falter fast in kind,
yet flatter and stumble slow
wounds so fresh
feel the frost from winter's snow

so I seem bereft
in clumsy whispers
clocks are ticking simple
steady for the drifters

my skin swarms,
head swells-  my heart's aglow

no, no, I do not
wish to know.
and yet home I must go.
         

       

Chosen, My Dear, Departed

I choose you my dear,
I do.
It costs me dearly,
to do.

But still,
though I think it through, too...
The End.

I say, "I do."
I will! for you.
and I thrill
but thou shall not kill...

I am reborn in you.
Anew in the light.
At night we rise.
I dream of the things we would do...

It has been and will always be...
Only one and true.
You.

above and below me.
one and only.

You.

I chose you,
my love.
and sow...
the dark pools
around those who know.

I would do it again.
Feel the pain until my end.
say,
"thy will,
I do."
for you.

wallow.
abide,

swallow
enemy poison swill.
but never kill.
welcomed betrayal of friends.

I went down with a fight.
yet died alone that night.
who did hear my plight?

you never came.
warned
you could
never change.

you do remain.
true to yourself.
above and below me.
always.

one and only.
You.

smile

it's not so bad
I'm never sad
it doesn't hurt at all.
it aches a bit when I do this
so I'll just quit

good to be plain no evil gain
it was a shame
I will not deign
speak ill of you or mention lows

the thoughts that grow
I will not sow, so - not so.
no feelings of pain
nor thoughts of sin
while picturing that wicked kind grin

it only hurts when I smile
perhaps at times when in your grace
stand bare defiled
maybe a sting when I cough or wheeze
a gleeful wince at my expense
out loud, I laugh to please
yes, a little prick
when I cover my mouth to sneeze

at night to bed
songs when in my dead
I sleep maybe first weep
please be assured
only four times the week
take my word that when I wake
I find my soul you did not take
I sob... but promise
these tears are of pure joy!

I rise, I go to play and toy
hide as one in the woods
no better place
my steps retrace
come correct so I can know
what should have been
said to me long ago...

love eternal

I am the sum of all our thoughts

collective in the well.

unconscious

yet with broad fair breadth.

but first, foremost:

above, below,

and through,

beyond-

I am my mother's love eternal,

though she has long since passed.

also, I try to best remain,

stand strong...

though barely felt 

or touched- not heard,

nor cared by other;

mind malaise, body's torn flesh,

crushed bones, heart broke...

I Remain...

before my end,

in good humour,

as my father's daughter.

trine divine

we all can be

when all shall true in sync

align

and to each other's beliefs;

ne'er dare, ne'er deign,

malign.

Remote View

when we’re apart  

we move like one

if I knew, you were leaving us

I’d run to raise the child alone

so your soul would always have a second home

the sun departs as well did you

the foolish queen -  a tear and yet,

a smile still on her face

is put to death over my demise

and your disgrace

what could you do

when these moments in time sway

the next today was in your way

again I wake wishing to fade away

feeling the same as that first day

the sea will part and you will lie still

against the wall of water

I breathe the flood, nurse the sting

the wound where you withdrew

I wish your want your sound our thing,

your amber eyes, I never knew

comfort is becoming - I am, the salt burn

filling my lungs akin

my ocean brethren

lie still in soil or sand

without within that autumnal den

slipping losing so numb my hand

arise anew like I did then

what could you do

when these moments in time sway

the next today was in your way

again I wake wishing to fade away

feeling the same as that first day