Brazen

toothpick musing
 a lingering suggestion
  rapture.

intricate with freedom
 Oceans intent
Reason with feelings
 Ocelot's revision

imprinted in sinew
 a welcome invitation
fellowship in vision

raspy threads snag, sing chorus of the dead
 the river of the wandering ones.  watchful eyes give
in time resounding in
 a signature of selection
  system for initiation
instant decision. Brazen.

Convey Meaning

Lost in an open-hearted
 fissure of sadness
I forget where I am
 fuel for following, allowing the fall

I have no rest
 except in the stress
expectations seem to fall
 out of place.

duress
time to waste
 time to wait.

I speak easy
 and everyone is my friend.

Convey meaning.

Everyman's Parade

Reservations,
Accredited.

Hardly fallen
Till you sit back up
Again,

Again!

And well, there is this sadness
But sparks fly high I see,

A heading:
Depart and relieve,
Birds and bees,

Boldness conceived.
Is this Justice?

A lady is well pleased, and passing
The frontier of everyday:
Every man's parade.

New life brimming; a stark initiation
profession of validity

 a profound enunciation
 a song from some one else's lips.

 a pool drips, swells the empty
       puddles, a well.

Tell Me Something New

All these words have emphasis
All these words are emptiness

Devoid of meaning
Reaching or grasping for feeling

That or this
Us and them
Me and you

Tell me something new, friend
And keep it like a secret

A blossom to be awoken
(Growing river of the spoken)

Spinning wheels and hands that feel
The shape of a dreamer

But it makes no difference
Pick a paddle
Send me swimming.

Tell me what do you see
In the garden of our friendship

Open, and growing in amazement
This full alabaster spoke and unspoken

Spinning wheels and hands that feel
The shape of a note unopened

But it makes no difference
Ever known
Pick a day
Send me swimming

The ocean of refrain
Or the currents of delivery

Day after day
Tell me the shape of your dreams

Front Porch Potion

bury it on down deep.
  an ankle biter
  a wandering island,
  bitterness of tongue
 
well, what is this seed.
   a fractal cistern
turning to every face
   complex simpleness

front door potion
   front door open
pass this way
   pass this way.

and to close down here early
   I'm a mess
      just look away
a purse gets filled in
prattling like a snake
   to a mountain
"please won't you
   come down again?"
Miss missed and I'm in Luck
   for a feather
      to be free
a current of change
   must strike a vein
      countless courageous
masked in earnest
   shalom they say
      om namaste
the nameless prince of purchase
   heard us
   alarms
   traded in tokens.
here is one distance
and another here
where do you want to go?

I have a need to be
      anywhere
how do I sing my peace in among the other pair.  poor name.

context of a witness
Vishnu to the page
is a complex need to get through
alm in arm
ready to wait

dictated
     by
dichotomy

Ptolemaic
   problems

A Monday Morning

Always a fresh sport
   Inventive retort.
Forever green fields
   Fold over today
The front page is advancing
Don't get lost along the way.

A Monday, a morning ray lifting fog
Gilded a camp
Along to my interest,  intellect to find.
Crafted so suddenly
Water to wine.
Following following
Fostered frontier

Tell me the pillow doesn't speak to you

A rapid stanza
Full moon attraction
Musing interference
Discord in clearance

Following: a flag to entertain a goal
   Enhance
   Twin rhythms
Time given and taken away
Everything is in revision
   Scrying away again but to be plain is an arrangement of the past
                                                                                In between
                                                                         The annulment and the
                                                                           Ravage of existence,
                                                                                  Pristine.

Roses: A Commemeration

Courtesy, the smile of knowing.  Eyes like diamonds, a small frame to peer, into or out of.  Air and Fire.  Simple laughter pulls out your hair.  A difference.  Instinct and reason.  She spoke in a hushed voice, quiet but clear, and as hard as the bricks in the pavement.  There is no doubt in that sound, it shines like steel, glistening; the raw account of truth.  And what is being said is never of importance, names and places start to fade, only what interests me is that sound.  If I say everything in one quick sentence, laying the frame of Justice, in bound like a fresh production; letting off some steam.  She says hush child, lets begin to see: everyone in everything, your love is here don't lose your dream.  Avail.

Summertime Delay

And what's after
Some small forgotten sentiment
A bullet carries
Across the space.
Very hairy, ponds of adversaries
And a swarm of singling out.
Starboard
And most warm,
Mostly shoes have been worn thin.
I have nothing to say, but see-
This is a long long fall to keep you steady
To be mad will be O.K.,
A rude awakening again,
The road to wake and fame (funerals name).
Elegant stage,
Honored babe,
And those eyes keep stabbing me brightly
Apt to pick away.
Hell's divisions put into play:
A memory of visions,
Summertime delay.
Past a wish and a witness,
Post-remiss and well away.
Sauntered, slanted sideways guy
Hanging out on the stoop.
Fallen target, traded it's O.K.
                       Shaken it's O.K.
These hands I have,
These feet to lease,
A hold on what I have thought before.
Single, simple, sectioning,
Part and parcel to the page.
A breath so early
Nearly in and out in vain.
Fairly swift in symmetry
Remember why you came,
Don't fall back in vain.
A careworn smile stays
   Worthwhile
        and
      Thrifty,
Worth all this pain.
Arched and bolted,
Nobody is going anyway,
Or where.
What all this is burgeoning for:
A beginners glance,
A bargain to last.
Eventful with the purchase of a penny,
What for?
What say?

I gave birth to mischief,
Black hearts
And fallen names.
I gave worth to riches
Freedom gave
And took away.
One foot is at six feet deep
The other walks in even frames,
One, two
One, two
Pick a noose soiree.

Havannah

Havannah knows,
   Lays her head
   On a bed of gold.

Dreams, her home
Among the last few bones.
Bold, and with attention to send
A head in the wind
Into a starstruck symphony
  Symmetry of pain
  Cemetery of names,

Pen and pencil
Paper and pistols

Apostle to change.

Spit and Polish

A time for you.
Pulse,
   The gun fires again.

Not to bowl you over
But this one is permanent
   Persistent
And always patient.
   A monster for progress.
   Hold on for your dollars
   Those britches are flying in the wind
   All spiders floating on the breeze
   In dismay.

An aura of pretense, well away.

Maybe the cupboards are closing
   Shelves stocked with feuding
   A popular structure
   Well away.

No harbor,
   Apropos to name.

A motion to elect
   Sonnet made
   Frame of mind
Polished wane
   A moon's delight

No more mimicry or tinkering in the bitter leaves of vanity.
   A motion of delivery
   Style of dictation

Spit and polish.

The Shape of a Dreamer

A mentioning.
In a way there won't be much else to say. Hello.

The way that song sticks
Or the way that night sits
Apprentice to patience.
In a sense a hold on fence.

A hold on fence, a forget-me now towel
Somewhere the machine has hit a slope.
Grinding wheels up exhausted manifolds
The shape of a dreamer.
One might say I have been grinding gears.
One year.
It's a small sense, fallow in time.
A hollow etiquette critiqued
A silent sapling emerges, a dime
Diviner in celebration
A yearning. young yearling. Trust what it may be I'm
                                         Seeing songs to settle the
                                         Dust, enough.

Bubblegum Curtains in a Fog

a push for a pundit.
advanced tactics.
practically awarded.

A forehead heavy with refrain
A partial question.
A fallen leaf paradise
                       Somehow a feeling enabled
                       A list made distance
                       Sitting at a table
                       A miss made witness (sentence)

Always past
A glowing bouquet

I know an empty lake, a piece so plain.
                   All along my name
                   Runs rivers down the rind, a riddle for exchange

All the day can fall out of time

Expedite a facet
The mountain:
                     Placid, touted.

A noble trance
Pour: in turn gainful rapport
Prosperous contours
A magnificent offer, placing a bubblegum curtain.

Peaches and Pearls

Today
    In
A grievance 

Two sides to your world:

Peaches
     &
Pearls (lesions).

Pick a tune
Pick a pearl
Pick a noose soiree.

Day by angry day

A silhouette of seasons
Infractions on the legions
Piece by angry pieces

But if I were just a little bit bold
Throw in my towel,
Walk away.

Pis-ant, sounds a bit conceited.

Puissant, a pebble slips through my sense
                   Last grasp or glimpse
           Albeit from allegory or reason.  

Drop
           Fast
                   A
                       Fence.

And well left
     Gasping for breath
     Like a fish out or left
     On the land well there must be
                                             A deep end...

Where do I go?
What do you see?

It is so quiet I could hear the breeze

Speak to me.
Tell me

Where do you go?
What do you see?

I see this discourse sailing
Apart from angry seas,

Where the seasons have a reason
And the dawn has an ease

(I conceive silence so I can hear you speak).

Abraxas venturing
Capital game.

In conscience tinkering well
And I'll be here again

When the morning comes
(You can't fool me twice).

Silhouette of sun.

Holy Macaroni!

Everything is sacred!
Nothing is sacred!

Holy macaroni
Love and matrimony

Tell me what happens
When you are done.

Subsistence:

Point to shin.

Misguided

Misguided, a traveling fervor
      Twisting in time

Listening intently I pencil.  Shivering slightly, a nuance
Appropriate for the song
Disproportionate to the dawn.
Elasticity and the travelling city

Bright lights and half truths stare back
At you a midst the midnight whimpering.

Position and the space in between.
                              Stationing.  Interference.  Prevalence
An exit.  A gathering.  Spotlights simmering
Waiting and debating
All the space in between.

A showering
Ecstatically mastering
Aesthetically fasting
Patiently.

Distance

A pivot with a pencil
A written rivet.
Stoic generally
Aspiration held firmly.

A disposition.
Not to impose at this, much water
                                   In the mist, pour some now.

Pretense in effigy.

Plenty of potential
From the depths of insistence,
Avarice and diligence

What word is only a whisper
Gather like the morning dew.

Distance, a word with two potentials
Implied relations, the space between somewhere and here
A summary glance

Lightning
Twice missed.
Melting into existence
Twice kissed
A marketed mechanism.

Portable prescriptions
And profit within pestilence
Heavens spent
Money lent.

Pressure applied twice
Finding ample supplies

Ample time

Fraturnity.

Corner to the Sound

Corner to the sound
Shoulder to the street
Sowing simple seeds sideways
What? makes the sound complete

The simple pitter patter
Like feet upon the street.
The simple sample pattern
Like sand upon the beach.

Now stand, and stop
Think don't speak.

Surrender your endeavor
And then you'll be complete.

Self Portrait

Cowboys and indians
Half moon stanzas
Meaning infinity (infamy).

Minerva

Minerva
A proper logos
2

Intently witnessing, intellect and reasoning
Resplendent and receptacular

Intuitive power, selected within chesed, a herald

Protected within possibility

Fragrant beauty

Present on the landing
And a present in the bed
Resplendent and in grace a going,
Back and forwards
A glance hung in and held in place, a soft march through the melding place
A paupers stance: epiphany, progress, plans with gravity, importance echoing in
Looking, peering, observantly patient an excellent venue naive in when you
                                                                                                               Make due
                                                                                                               Make plans
                                                                                                               Make may
                                                                                                               Make you.

Pursuit and Other Pressing Issues.

Pursuit
And other pressing issues:

Almost there.

A golden diving board pours,
Hold my fortune.
Such a night,

Such a night,

Such nights as these re frame a garden
On a teeter-toter.

Plight: picking away again,
Searching for balance,
An open reassurance.
Having remembered I leave the door open.

Emporium Resolute.

Calling out,
Calling for credit.

My feet fall finally my facet of forgetting.

Red axis,
Blue pitch.

Storied

Storied
A groove
I found.

Evicted, pounds upon pounds
Say Aheieh

A reposition
In process

Progress due
Around and thank you
Arched, where do you call home?

A year is pulling
Soon to be through

One Two Three Four
Where you Are often in harbor

Consciously proctored

Pronounced.

Night's Light

Night lights
Surrender,
Fluttering to the doorstep, what more to leave?

Keep hope held high
Flying standard!

First and foremost a precedent

Unwritten toast

All your love, exposed.

The Electric Show

A beginning, or rather the closing of the curtains
Shutting the blinds
Pulling inside.

An exit from the stage, and in the same way
The actor walks away, the audience also retreats.

Joined together in an electric instance
Fluttering eyes forming consciousness
Everyone as everyone else

Split like fractions, everyone goes home
Divided but not separate, everyone goes home
Silent yet articulate, everyone alone

I am always at home, I am always away, I am with everyone yet I remain
One,
         Buildings crumble with the crown
         The countenance of your house

My state of affairs, affording liberty, collecting death
An exit exists

Sold!

Sold! I am at attention,
Waiting for the day to come.


An ocean above the sun
An explosive direction
Dictated by relation
And distinct in reason
A mark of the fold.

Cold hands and wet feet
look what the cat dragged
in from the rain.

Eyes all lit up like the 4th of July
An explosive surprise.

Arrange and simplify
In range and ready to die(fly).

Pens and Pennies

Surely:
Ashes to ashes
And dust to dust.
Laid to rest.

Where I made my bed,
Where I laid my head,

Searching for a little something
To take, hold
Hone my own,

Chisel and stone,
Hand and hammer,
Happy and scattered.

Traveling disaster,
Spun tight around the matters:
The spool of conditioning.

Perchance and penance,
Pens and pennies,
Floods of energy,
Crashed electricity,

Resplendent Selectivity.

The Vein of Intrigue

Often when the boat begins to sway
An inkling of an echoing
Calling far away.

Anyway but in remiss,
How could we have come to this?
Throw me a rope before I fade away,
Floating down the vein of Intrigue.

What do you call Triumph?
What is apparent in your sadness?

A trumpet roars!
Don't play an actor
Be something more.

Surface shimmers in the nighttime wrinkling,
Depends on who invokes the questioning:

A pro or a con
Either way
Accounted for.

Cornerstone

A decision,
A fortunate journey,
A marvel to behold.

It's a complicated world with a bow and a shine,
Twirling complete.  Steady hands and steady feet,

A mind with a key.
A cornerstone of affection,
A monument of revision,
The story of love.

Patient in an instant,
A momentary alignment,
Then a starry island envelopes my eyelids.

Awake and open
The vision of the soul.

Salsa and the Art of the Freshness

To love is to heal,
Nothing personal
About these thoughts.

I sought but I thought
I fought with a thought
I thought I was taught

But the salsa is steady
Steadfast and determined.

Through sloughs of sour cream and torrents of beans
A little liquidy lime, and melted cheese!

Enough, the Freshness is here.

Transcendent to physical existence.

Sunspots

Spun past the last of the lingering leaves,
Seasons simmering in the evening breeze.

Please, forget what you have followed.

Forget what you sought for.

Forget.  Within forgetting is a remembrance more sincere.