Love note..

Woman help me please.. I feel like to explode.. been walkin’ runnin’.. such is life..

Played some good pool at 'Barney's Beanery'..

saw what never could be me.. apiece down the road.. take me to my soul girl.. 

I’m some tired.. been chasin’ what another expected, desired.. 

Weepin’ always comes around,. loss nature of day..  new day a bright rising sun.. 

some days grey.. splashed with blood.. no excuse to say..

some folks want to kill everyone..

Woman dream a future.. dream it here with me.. sage saga must look to peace.. edenlike our world be..

nature holds no lies.. deceit or surprise..

true due west we gonna set ’em free..

Hold me tight.. love away delusion.. love away all but honor and true.. one second you know lasts forever..

mama hold tight to our path our due.. 

Delusion is intrusion on truth.. thus time.. Peace T.

©AC.24.4.12.arr././

Examining a True..

Trees sky stars clouds blue rainbow  to my eyes.. story told power held no way to apprise.. perfect universe calls me.. irritation found.. from my peak.. so unique.. folks fighting on the ground..

As Each Note Rings FREEDOM.. As Each Note Rings Peace.. I shall love you for I am species..

Life a gift as I lift my voice to life on earth.. to deluded politics.. as they speak of their worth.. question what they say.. for life of me is true.. folks die for your money.. what good do you do? 

Did you stand on street forsaking your work past.. demonstrating for a peaceful life.. life rights that last.. Or is it just more dead stink fish in a burning pan.. start wars.. with few what fors.. as middle east Iran..

Mind has told me as I learned.. feel it must be true.. prohibiting wanted things.. makes money for the few.. then there is reaction.. from police.. armies.. guns.. nazi is as nazi does.. controls each living one..

Leaders in unnatural to primal social rules.. turn blind eyes to who they are.. think all others fools.. expand motive found in robber of convenience store.. find same things in lies.. conspiricy painted on war’s door..

Look to motive found in actions down religion street.. educated logic big question.. guilt to beat..my belief faith sullied.. used by those who know.. control through guilt?.. life will wilt.. as history does show..

Each genetic.. every learned purpose in my life.. believes family.. love.. a path with a wife.. live in part to pass some truth.. mammal mind has shown.. to have peace of mind.. one does not need be alone..

I am reading a best-selling saga.. I find the book enjoyable.. I also see the protagonist is the antagonist many times.. I also see guilt as the motivator/healer throughout what I have read.. save us from a life where guilt directs our actions.. create peace in your own name.. Peace T.

For those of you who write or create not being in position, for your reasons, to do a govt. copyright here is a tip..

1.  A poor man’s copyright is valid.  There are several ways of doing this until such time as you have the funds for the government copyright office.. I do govt.  when I am finished.. one inexpensive way to do that.. copyright your creations as one work.. in a time frame.. (that is the least expensive govt. way I have found)

2. Take your work and mail it to yourself..  registered mail..  keep the receipt and do not open the letter when you receive it..

3.  Musicians working in studios know what a ‘master’ is.  Make sure you have a copy of the master in a secure place.. (# 2 is a wise investment for this as well)..

4.  Create well.. I am going to activate my group soon.. I appreciate every reader.. if just one life is saved.. one innocent person released from jail.. if one person stops judgement and tries to help.. if one person knows peace in life.. it is worth a million poems..

©AC.4.19.12.arr././

Loveless Only..

South of Mason-Dixon line old South seeks to rise.. think to turn back time in years.. bootleggers

What I choose only has one side.. it is called peace.. it is called living rights..

some inbreed KKK no surprise.. way folks are treated cry bloody founded tears..been on North Highways.. South just the same.. weather changes.. folks one at a time.. met a lot of good folks.. some good handdown minds.. others look like grandpa sucking lime.. comparisons made in mind shapes way one will feel.. about self  in accepted money graces.. others put down for nothing but to make them glad.. they are poor whites.. think better than black faces..

and the political monkey grinds his organ.. telling folks how lucky they are.. dancing like a crab.. morgue down on a slab.. drive right to the bank in fancy cars.. everyone who knows who you are.. goes oooo.. ain’t he cool.. get money fool..

rich mother feels as poor mother.. child family blood never to turn.. mother hopes to give sis a brother.. it is about feeling.. not the money dealing.. sends the mothers stealing home..

ice runs in my veins in evil winds.. witches cursing over potted hell.. huddle close warm blood pumping in.. love to wash evil.. love to push evil.. make it nice take ice from my pipes.. bring back warm blood O pos type.. 

no matter way I been.. would go that way again.. time would make it new.. each little bit.. every soul has love.. peace inside my friend.. love will push evil into a pit.. 

Just for one second.. at midnight GMT.. would it be great.. if all who cared.. thought good love.. a second of good love eternal.. a force for good.. Peace T.

© AC.13.12.12.arr././

In time Karma

Love has come in sturdy women..some thin sheer as a wraith..principles applied to love..what I

The finest architecture barely compliments the perfection of nature..

bring in faith..

Love takes me to her in real-time meant to be..my faith has respect..a respect that comes from me..joined in team against or with the stream in our love..sunny days, fog or smog haze floating up above..cloud images of cartoon..nature illustrates..presents fated to our created..easy with my mate..

Question comes inside my heart or sometimes friends ask me..’is Karma a true measure of what done will be?..have you ever seen it? results as told true, fine?’..answered ‘yes but only lives so long this life of mine’..

Given on earth of Star Sun..view of milky way..the realtor was from heaven..really could not stay..living here we could love life healthy in the sun..endless trails to run..the only rent needs be spent is respect life..each one..

I have seen results brought in time by ‘Karma’..even with my crazy hope for world peace..freedom and respect of living rights..even with my imagination..I have experienced enough ‘solids’ in karmic experience and witness to believe..Peace T@cftd

©.AC.3.4.12.arr././

Places inside..

Ever walked a wooded section no care for sense of direction just escape into a world..where

YOU DID NOT BUILD THE ROAD..BUT YOU CERTAINLY CHOOSE WHO YOU ARE..AND WILL BE..PEACE TONY

judgment of another, walk on part or brother into a world your fate unfurled..showed you the facade..use of money, God just to make a point from childhood psych..a bitch when the rich..in a fever pitch..makes adult war over a childhood siblings bike?  Don’t forget the roller skates, denied love, in family hate things that make word ‘abused’ self-defined..childhood dreams, defined lies..sent to you..love made you cry..in hot dog stands of love..while passion dines..in best of restabeds..with lovers fine..inside who is your friend? who has strength that will not bend inside seen as what is seen by you..a dove flew always do love surely comes back to you..in any moment brought in fate..you take a ride..only you know that place..that one in many face..which moves as when the child laughed loved and cried..

Belief in love or faith is as personal as it gets.  I saw a show yesterday on T.V.  I did not watch more than a couple of minutes.  Mr. Preacher/Evangelist wanted folks to get three things..so he could bless them..their wallet, checkbook and anything else they may want blessed..the tone of the two minutes I watched inferred that checkbooks that have stubs of checks made out to his monestary..or whatever..had a better chance of receiving this blessing in prayer..Joke time in suckerville..faith is simply not that cheap..Peace T@cftd

©.AC.2.2.12.arr././

 

Same inside..

You see my war rags..alley box my home..things living and dead took my man..cannot find mykids..my hungry stomach moans..I got heart for doing what I can..

Payment two days late on two-year old car..stress is running rampant..man, he is so far..wars can get expensive..war upon the land..I got heart for doing what I can..

Morrey is waking..I am oldest one..we must find some food and hide before the rising sun..lot of kids here make it..wars a stupid game..hope I live long enough to find out my country named..

All around our homeworld..every heart and mind..knows cruel relative to fool..a conscience will find..baby to an oldster..every felt not said..may peace find this world..in every heart and head..

Senses reeling nothing feeling..emptiness shall bore..

It is a lazy..Spring Fever kind of day..but my love and quest for peace does not elude me..Peace T@cftd©.AC.30.1.12.arr././

Junior Dreams

Junior lay looked at fine pine beam in his home of wood..he and dad with what they had built it as

One beauty portrayed..let that love beauty set example..feel it..

it stood..dreams of country living..made real in the Pines..every girl from every world Junior dreamed..’she’s mine’..through the years of adolescent horny seconds ticked..in his dreams day and night he lusted, loved and licked..waiting for the next woman..eager moans and screams..as with most young his female host sung just in   dreams..

Time is passing..knowledge pits..beauty face, cool where she sits..only constant  dreamed to best love quenches every thirst..you think to dreamlove in this universe..

Grand she stands in dream land..example for the queen..peace an olive branch held a dove air crisp, drink clean..sky blue or just choice of color..descends each glass stair..flashes of soft color gentle..love is everywhere..love the all to share..stars come near say..you hear what you want to know..about years when Ostrich tears was money in flow..rainbow flash in lightning, thunder soft to play..melody of love for all..

No  more to sing or say…

Peace t@cftd

©.AC.26.3.12.arr././

 

Create in art..create again..

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A painter paints close to the theater down by nickel street..old, homeless and college folks stop watch, drink, rest their feet…majestic artist wears beret he paints and paints again..canvas image love for war destroys never will blend..build or be a friend..keep the peace is what they shout over powder flash..peace to defend broadcast as rockets crash..

Watts Towers work of art pieces of folks lives..homes, their business where they worked some of what they drive..pieces to commerate..violence has a due..look at films of riots..see the towers..above you..

Still most see family, living loving home, dreams of settle down to be a peace found in a dome..light from stars shine on the earth..flows, never a cue, no control is needed when love knows what to do..lessons learned in marbles, lessons learned in jacks, boys and girls first love affairs those who will not come back..

Love a reality one of feeling born..gift of life when known is story yours praise or scorn..build to be thrilled in simple high road ways..a grain of sand is all the land in places painting lays..others talent chipping marble sculpt or kiln to burn..into art end back to start what you in life have learned..writer, poet claim to know it suffer to give joy.. art inside expressed for true..oil masters to the toys..

Words are heard, then thought of, image brought to mind..words, any words man creates for man to find..Skywrite skies each hemisphere burn innermost core..through places we can see..no word like horror word named ’war’..in ‘w’ is willow, wonder, world and wise..each word to understanding, each life a love surprise..:-)

 

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Peace in each time has been a discovery only to be disappointed and shamed, once again, by fear, greed and exploitive conspiricy..What else could it be?..there is simply no way to credential war..(note:  I do not speak of defending a home.  I speak against what creates a need, deluded or otherwise, that makes any living thing resort to war..it is just enormously stupid..our world is a beautiful creation of the finest artist, god anomaly, what you believe..finding these things out tells us much..however..’All learning loses meaning when without love.’..T@cftd

Simple Path of Nature..

 

An honest man was in his mirror..revealed by his lamp..yet still he searched..for who wants to be alone?.

Walk path mine is simple..easy I don’t know..to care in love can be hard..parents watch children grow..I wonder at the minds who write in time on the fly..what did Jagger think when writing ‘As Tears Go By’?  Not that it concerns me..not more than my own..who I am is what I sensed as I was growing..living social I realize there always is some act..to please another share in caring love that is fact..soul dream weathers travel to social land of share..a timeless warrior in time..shows how love is there..clock will lock you born of rock..our time on earth to live..honor seconds passing as in truth you seek to give..

Each second tells a billion stories..there is only time to tell one well..Peace T@cftd

©AC.26.1.12.arr././

Will ya?

‘Mornin’ miss’ said Rock de Lis..’you are pretty there’..’What you want is what I am’ she answered

Garden where love is..(pic Inet)

with a care..’I have seen women for sex..others just in pity in some social mix..now I see things in intention come here sit by me..we may have found love unbound..we are young we are free’..‘Time was all was happy miss..when but a boy. Remember running creeks with you in laughter and joy..heartfelt freedom in our way..felt well in the morn..love for you..all I do..glad just to be born’..

‘HO YOUNG MAN AS THINKERS CAN YOU HAVE LIFE TO RESPECT..FOUND IN SPACE..FOUND IN FREEDOM..A LOVE TO PROTECT..SOMEWHERE THERE IS SOMEONE SETS FATE..EVERY LITTLE MOVE..CONTRIBUTE AS YOU CAN AND WELL..A GOD SOMEWHERE BEHOOVES

STORY WRITTEN SUNG THEN HUNG IN TAPESTRY PAINT ART..CULTURE VULTURES TRY TO UNDERSTAND..

GLORY SIT IN RUNG BY RUNG A LADDER LIVING BE..SAINT FART HAS LAID GAS UPON THE LAND..

AS THEY WATCHED A FOREST..WALKING A DIRT TRAIL..LOVE, SPRINGTIME A HISTORY  A ‘NO PAST‘ CANNOT FAIL

THEY TURNED IN TEARS..TOOK THEIR FEARS CAST TO WINDY SKY..TO DANCE WITH CLOUDS ABOVE TREETOPS..NEVER WONDER WHY..

‘CAN YOU LEAVE OUR HOME WE GREW IN..MONEIED THOUGH THEY BE?’  ROCK DE LIS SAID TO THIS LOVELY FOUND..‘I WILL FOLLOW DANCE OR BURN IN HELL TO BE WITH THEE’ SHE SAID..SHE KNEW LOVE CANNOT BE BOUGHT BY THE POUND..

HOME COMPARED TO WANDERLUST SURE CAN GAG A SOUL..LOVE CONFUSED WITH COMFORTS OF A CHILD..DOME OF HOME IS THERE OR BUST..WHEN YOUNG A SOCIAL DRAG..ON FOREST PATHS WORKIN’ OUT THE WILD.. 

MY HOME IS FOUND ON PEACE STREET..JUST AROUND THE CORNER FROM LOVE AVENUE..(WITH A REMEMBER FOR JIM MORRISON WHO HAD A SONG WITH ’LOVE STREET’ IN THE LYRIC) .  Peace T@cftd

©AC.14.1.12.arr././