Love Trance Pass..


HIS DREAMS KILLED BY PRETENSE.. PALTRY POLITICS.,. AND MISUNDERSTANDING..

HIS DREAMS KILLED BY PRETENSE.. PALTRY POLITICS.,. AND MISUNDERSTANDING..

Young steps prance a pony dance fluid on her way.. dreams of love forever gloved over where good dreams stay..

Life ahead dreams.. some is bred.. paints from days before.. plans of warm.. shelter from storms thundering at our door..

Clear in mind a morning finds challenge takes a turn.. fear goes blind felt as a sign.. hope in a love that burns..

Man of years gone by within.. as met I will be.. dreaming life as living stage.. a heart and mind set free..

Single man I had a hand lovers for the pain.. whiskey and a dream of dreams.. song in constant refrain..

My mate came in an instant.. in an instant dream met life.. every book a bible.. each act moves with my wife..

Thought..

‘I will say it as I play it.. as I meant intent in song.. drifting as a blue note from my harp wails heartbreak strong’..

Peace Tony

©AC.19.9.14.arr././

Regards Matilda Jo


As Each Note Rings FREEDOM.. As Each second PEACE

As Each Note Rings FREEDOM.. As Each second PEACE

Years done by thousands won as nothing in a tale.. by the Opera song and spirit.. ‘Sportin’ Life’.. the whale.. crashing seconds ripple real media or art.. a tale it was.. a tale it is.. expression from the start..

A rusty streak of blood across dark reason gods excuse..  flash bang crash.. romance and cash heady still.. a ruse.. a child sits thirsty in the desert.. just North of here at ease.. insane winds diasporic mentioned eight estates and fleas..

Take you to the dreams of Asgard.. conscious to the past.. run to expectations futile.. such will never last.. soul to heart mind names a start blood runs vessel and bone.. if you dream of bloody times.. may that blood be your own.. 

Here my ‘Widow’s Walk’ walked steps millions.. many more.. hollow eyes child waits a sunrise.. find me at the door..

Years hold no remorse for me impatient for release.. from insane in heart and brain who kept us long from peace..

Been a man to preach of hand to hand in greeting true.. been a soldier till a time when I could not fight you.. smile if you are able friend.. just one thing for true.. my woman and my child I meet with the next ‘Morning Dew’..

Thought..

‘what makes a second important is the next one’..

Peace Tony

©AC.18.9.14.arr././

Microsmileinlife..


WHAT IS DONE.. IS TO COME.. STAY YOU LIVING MAN.. FREEDOM PEACE.. A COMMON SUM.. A PEACEFUL PLACE TO STAND..

WHAT IS DONE.. IS TO COME.. STAY YOU LIVING MAN.. FREEDOM PEACE.. A COMMON SUM.. A PEACEFUL PLACE TO STAND..

Measure treasure.. set pleasure.. media explains.. scene created.. peaks surprise horizons on the plains..

Man of physics Kelvin Lord of England for the crown.. published news in physic views are measures all around..

1901 AD fun you and me agreed.. setting views of words most eloquent explaining  need..

Still a Lenin failure translucent Gods outlawed.. erupt corrupt gold greed.. peace  bloody dead.. gored and pawed.. 

Measure of a man at work.. measure of a wife.. measure of a primal child.. measure social life..

Liars without purpose have larders full of fear.. physicists will measure.. tell us just how far.. or near..

On it goes.. birth mind to toes.. animal of speech.. takes toll of guilt to hold.. label all in reach..

One dream meets true seconds passing.. fashion trails to style.. you scientists of truth.. please measure.. ways to make us smile..

Story us with simple morals.. easy seen and known.. viewed with love and will to learn.. all manner faith or throne..

Set you out young ones of science.. artists lend your soul.. we build a road of happy here.. tools.. love.. peace.. self-control..

You of laser tools with theory.. possible and worth.. if measure only circles back.. why lend such any birth?..

Sense comes to my mind.. heart runs Love and Care for Miles.. you learned of letters.. learned of shapes..

now measure a child’s smile.. 

:-)

Thought..

‘yes.. in repetition I review Lord Kelvin’s well received paper (1900 Great Britain).. where he stated that physics was held to measurement’.. in statistics abstract and works concerning temporal displacement we are thus still held’..

Peace Tony

©AC.17.9.14.arr././

Li’l Sis.. Birthday Ms…


EVERY DREAM.. IN EVERY LEAF.. EACH PULSE OF BREATH.. RENEWS.. REPEATS..

EVERY DREAM.. IN EVERY LEAF.. EACH PULSE OF BREATH.. RENEWS.. REPEATS..

How long has it been?.. how many dreams replayed again?.. a number without meaning.. finds weight fate always gleaning.. seconds sense horizons for the next..

Viewed in mood of human. unique save in groomin’..

Runyon stamped each passport and the text.. (runyonesque)

Memory for detail.. Learned ways likely won’t fail.. heartbeat for dark horses social mix..

Orange mornings clear.. mind fresh stalls primal fear.. learning from each silly man erects..

Children safe in mountains.. find food.. love and fountains.. best as best will test life to protect..

Projects great and small.. Sis meets and does them all.. a world duplicity.. some must reject..

Older brother fought.. rebel at times yet taught.. for unique to speak.. dream and elect..

First time is forever.. each second but a lever.. style it.. ever smile it from your heart.. you may understand.. ways to change the land.. my love with you each second.. at each start..

For your always birthday.. your love.. good for earth a worth day.. quiet senses life comes and departs..

Planned in blood unique.. those accused as freaks.. a star carpets eternal.. dark woods Teak..

Tunnels joy or wrath.. ‘when I build roads’.. one path.. one crystal glass.. one time to act.. to speak..

Smile you in joyful tears.. life pours eternal years.. dreams freedom love.. perfect as it peaks..

Thought..

‘as Nana used to say.. ‘one thing at a time fella’.. ‘I say.. every time is the first time.. no matter techies.. industry or kings.. each moment I wish love.. scenes unknown and fated.. whatever such brings’..

Peace and Love.. Tony  

©.AC.16.9.14.arr././

Monsieur Dredtrucare’…


THOUGH THE PATH BE DARK AND UNKNOWN.. MY SPIRIT IS TRUE.. I CARRY A SENSE TO LEARN.. THAT I MAY LIVE IN PEACE..

THOUGH THE PATH BE DARK AND UNKNOWN.. MY SPIRIT IS TRUE.. I CARRY A SENSE TO LEARN.. THAT I MAY LIVE IN PEACE..

World skies swirl passions girls pearls from oysters true..

Merry round amusement found.. shared.. laughter’s only due..

Plan of man.. sometimes of  ‘can’.. dreams long known in heart..

Never known in name if true..  each birthright from the start..

Children speaking earnest truth.. as only children may..

Take a truth.. built each in youth..  thus innocents at play..

Toys.. a ‘special’ boy or girl.. Holidays define..

Who was good did what they should.. in dreams ancestors mined..

Were I Captain Mod a ship of industry and wealth..

Best of best would product be.. design respect and health..

Fun in fashion.. games a splashin’.. honor found so styled..

Product here is cure for fear.. laughs for each crying child..

Parting fog.. lugs and cogs that set a liar’s stage..

Write it again.. with truth a friend..  trust found in every page..  

:-) 

Thought..

‘there is no way to credential war.. as there is no way to credential a lie.. save with another’..

‘every lie is a waste of time.. odd they (lies) should reproduce in such profusion.. the only reason for this propagation being to credential nothing with less’..

Peace Tony

©AC.6.9.14.arr././

A Cure for ‘Ostrichitis’..


The storm took form in delusion.. the wind was real to me.. I found a cave my song to save.. a song that set me free..

The storm took form in delusion.. the wind was real to me.. I found a cave my song to save.. a song that set me free..

When young read stories hung with words spun in a time.. ladders not to walk under.. each rung sings good or crime..

Large and silly.. name of ‘Willy’ head stuck in the ground.. a big foot bad ol’ Ostrich fears big cats.. shadows.. loud sound..

Over wine.. some hashish fine a line of logic flows.. fear of change comes to mankind.. hears well with his nose..

Social misdirection set to those heads buried thus.. exploit robots.. toys.. machines.. shine as ‘social dust’..

‘Ostrichitis’ come to bite us perform as cartoons.. ‘comfort zones’ new dogs old bones.. the sun repaints the moon..

Carney Barkers know the show of dollars and the rent.. know to speak the dreams of bored.. to dream of money spent..

Everywhere each hound and hare set from a dreamers soul.. one second a dreamer is free.. free from that Ostrich hole..

Tomorrow come to yesterday.. read easy in a book.. meet what has to be.. be brave.. move down each path.. each brook..

Human I shall be.. thus a child never pure.. change no longer haunts me friend.. in love I found a cure..

Yes! a cure for ‘Ostrichitis’ comes as nature true..  when you stand to face good life.. to share the best you..

Thought..

‘man knows what he knew as a boy.. still.. he does things the boy would never do.. or tolerate.. calm innocence lends time to find ability.. to calm oneself again.. and again.. lending experience to boyhood knowledge.. thus peace to the man’.. 

Peace Tony

©AC.2.9.14.arr././