Mirror.. tell again..


Old with gold or told then sold about life energy.. yours is you.. as mine is me.. that self unique we be..

Dealers in tokens.. fears of life.. dark smokin’ moments flash from what never was.. trashcan pokers.. loans by jokers.. as destructor does.. play your children learn such folly..

see dark brains behind peach fuzz..

Spin a yarn then try to live.. structure gone.. fact none would give it.. will one who flies in fog find before..

Gravity comes with a hand.. a flying child.. a liars stand.. a reflection needs know what is yours..

Down you come.. with scream a’clangor.. no chip lie or doppelganger makes what never was to any sum..

Mirrored truth.. a trusted friend.. asks.. will you be back again.. or alone in truth must I exist..

Superdooper glass phone booth.. your changes never change the truth.. a hint.. look for the child your mother kissed..

Once again clean as you find.. your loving heart.. a care in mind.. a little late.. still mirrored in your smile..

The dunce of men.. deaf and blind.. found sense of self.. a creature kind.. left behind the slave of social piles..

Lies again will try to find that little elf.. unique in kind.. as you trade true and style for smile..

Lies unnoticed.. never should.. have left your own inner good.. unique you walk your path.. in your own style..

Hearing words you understand.. a smile.. good vibes.. you shake a hand.. two true walking on.. for many a mile..

Thought.. 

‘many bothersome things can be dealt with in thought and meditation.. the others require a certain knowledge of self .. reflected true’..

Peace Tony

©AC.24.2.15.arr././

Live now.. Dead yesterdays..


A CONTINUAL CENTER UNIQUE.. A ROCK IT STANDS.. IS FOUND..

A CONTINUAL CENTER UNIQUE.. A ROCK IT STANDS.. IS FOUND..

What to do went ramblin’ gamblin train stations I find.. remembered well.. sound.. sense of smell.. some others left behind..

Social smash.. a passion bash.. cannot be put to print.. reason found in living sees it all to save the glint..

Boredom road to wardom from manipulators foul.. folly.. truth in growing food.. the social smile or scowl..

Stars all kinds in games attain fame.. wave.. smile as they stand.. shine you gifted.. hard working.. stay close your humble hand..

Touch as much.. run well.. or handle a crutch when in need.. life support is not blood sport for greedy fools to feed..

Kept dumb down.. a puzzled frown upon a tricked out face.. no love or rage.. a cartoon cage.. they run a useless race..

‘Same the same’ I screamed in shame and blame not near my own.. try in vain.. to lose the pain brought round beggar to throne..

Existential beckons me.. as done in times before.. fate unyielding.. no point fielding games that only score..

I can feel you.. damn your story with no reason save.. old disgrace on young faces cheering to the grave..

Confused before ancient ways.. then to days cartoon.. explore you wanderlust of man.. you cannot change the moon..

Time at hand in every sea and land we stand when young.. your story there is yours alone.. trails clear or fences strung..

Down the trail.. through country woods and veils of memory.. fate will bring your image.. what you sense and see..

Work your play.. commit each day to build and build it well.. fine as nature.. fine and true.. your song.. your silver bell.. 

Thought..

‘I realized the value of truth.. the nothing found untrue.. good is good as fine old wood.. carved out the best of you’.. 

A prayer for the loved departed..

Peace Tony

©AC.17.2.15.arr././ 

Bluest BJ..


 I WILL NOT LET MYSELF DOWN

I WILL NOT LET MYSELF DOWN

Long ago when old was young.. I had so much to feel.. songs I sung.. each step.. each rung.. whip harp reeds of love stung..

Band was formed old friends we stormed songs old.. some new and bright.. bypass like some horny John.. they took lines from the night..

Off to find another.. off to make my song.. took it as a schoolin’.. was no sense to foolin’.. seems some consciences were boss.. time longer than my loss..

Brad had touch of classic.. had heart for the blues.. played each note as song.. could do no wrong.. had no dues..

Bob was on the keyboards.. never strayed a lick.. private in his genius.. each hour.. each tick..

Clocks he knew better.. better than before.. old friend you done yourself proud.. music loved and so much more..

Frank S… know I heard from Tim.. just the other day.. wish I could hear your tubs… fore I pass away.. played drum head foot and thumb.. drove music true that way.. just a small move.. in our groove.. blues music what we played..  

I would sing.. sometimes minstrel BJ knew my way.. knew the sound.. paid years on ground where urban creatures play..

Wonder what became of him.. times never again.. know this as you read it.. Brad always is a friend..

Spoke of oak and funny jokes.. somehow would relate.. to the blues.. the lover news.. sung tears of blood and fate..

Glory in the story?.. another who recalls.. test best then with all the rest.. true felt the only walls.. Lost mother love that falls.. another heartbreak calls..

Brothers mine..

Thought..

‘sometimes.. perhaps in misfortune.. a time only felt.. when nothing molten matters.. even gold that melts.. these are words of living.. dying.. words felt deep for true.. lie to those forsaken.. if lies pass lips of you’..

Peace Tony

©AC.14.2.15.arr././   

Historically Young..


OUR EDEN.. A HUGE GIFT.. A CHANCE.. SO HUGE.. YET NEVER LARGE ENOUGH TO DESTROY ANYTHING..

OUR EDEN.. A HUGE GIFT.. A CHANCE.. FINERY FOREVER.. YET NEVER LARGE ENOUGH TO DESTROY A BLADE OF GRASS..

Grandpa told of crimes in times drank mint julep sublime.. eased conscience in gentle ways black life not worth a dime.. told of when he took his mouth harp blew sad moan and toot.. white sheeted fools uncool celebrate ‘strange fruit’..

All along the trail of disbelief then acquiesce.. to what those sold to gold.. money.. time of silver dimes a jest..

To the ‘almost human’ groomin’ horses quarter mile.. race won.. silver dollar in the sun.. made grandpa smile.. at the PhD who act so free in their own cage.. one built on words of greed.. hate others.. useless rage..

I looked at Bobby long time friend there at stable stall.. deceit never come ‘tween us when love.. honor came to call.. turn to turn again as life.. weather grim or fair.. my heart and mind let go to see his grandpa standin’ there..

His eyes were red.. inside his head.. music scooby doo.. long years wore souls of worth.. slaver hate to blues.. wept he did.. kept saying ‘Sid’ name burned now in my heart.. Sidney pretty was his love felt true.. right from the start..  

Screaming from his hell of guilt built nought as hate will do.. on and on he beat himself.. his act of vengeance flew.. again again.. he let those women.. men.. or so they seemed.. rollin’ on to Bobby bored in some old hatred teemed..

You farmers.. ranchers.. ‘men about town’.. listen way inside.. spelunk your way to what and who you are.. never to hide..

Those old time confusions.. survive.. love.. build a home.. needs find a way to exit rules live cultures where souls roam..

My friend died angry.. in a city one more ghost.. behind a liars bigotry.. from each money host..

Turn to turn again my friend woke then spoke firm and true.. old ways.. primal confused days.. brought pain as mankind grew..

In this second.. in this moment.. not the last or next.. I will meet fate with my given best.. hints in the text..

Can but guide my infant heart.. ten million times were wrong.. brothers.. sisters.. in each skin.. love travels right along..

Task is but a challenge.. riddle me life stew.. free and ever equal.. is a rose in morning dew..

Each second a place to learn.. please riddle me no more.. stay from hate.. love is my fate.. in life past ‘Eden’s Door’

Thought.. 

‘as a lie can only recognize another.. no lies escape me brother.. illusion.. red skies fill your dream.. riding thus in dreamland.. that ever can’t be deemland.. no truth when you wake..  your nothing screams.. pray land a little higher.. a place where ice.. where fire.. stay love.. dismiss false done by robotic teams’..  

(Lest I be misunderstood.. thus maligned.. I love you all.. felt stamped and signed.. delivered before money creatures call..

you first to help their brothers.. sisters.. pups.. felines and bats..breath freedom.. blame dead always was.. caskets are hobo hats’

I wish all living a happy life who cares.. fish giving.. sap from the trees.. sloe berries for the fare.. 

Peace Tony

©AC.13.2..15.arr././    

Goodbye ‘Old Bone’..


ONE SOUL.. SINGS FOR A MILLION HEARTS.. BEATING A BILLION LOVES..

ONE SOUL.. SINGS FOR A MILLION HEARTS.. BEATING A BILLION LOVES..

In what I call darkest years.. time bright karma was..  lit paths past every fear.. what loving karma does..

After runs for decades.. loving.. every dance.. old bone weary laid to rest.. thanks for each stride race and stance..

Thanks to love for learning.. turning each knowledge to good.. thanks foundation true.. when a babe I understood..

Beauty.. nature.. birds fly skies.. do not expect or blame..  love anchors my living boat.. stay clean.. no judge or shame..

Far away in lands misogynistic.. blinded so.. speed them to what nature sent.. artistic love will flow..

Enemy invisible.. lost in nothing lies.. I never follow rules of fools.. have no time to despise..

Now old bone is buried.. merry memories still hold.. of times when dance.. lovers.. a chance.. each living story told..

Coming down from lofty heights.. to sweet music played.. persistent bent.. again heart spent.. in love our path was made..

Calmly now I settle.. light a healing road..  dancing in my happy.. love my only load..

Thought.. ‘tell ya my brother.. misogynism makes no sense.. women can do most anything a man can do ‘in the mix’.. do things that no man could do for me.. also.. to me they are a hell of a lot prettier than most men I see.. yeah.. even if one has no feeling.. decency or respect for women.. common sense should blare in their insecure ears.. ‘THERE ARE ABOUT THREE TIMES AS MANY FEMALES BORN.. AS MALES’.. I say ‘cool beans’.. NOTHING ABOUT AN ARGUMENT FOR HAREMS.. (just a fact of life in our monogamous species).. 

Peace Tony

©AC.6.2.15.arr././