Monthly Archives: April 2015

Another Weight..


Morning crisp city cool.. actors act themselves.. walk takes me to school.. memories stack mental shelves.. Sudden change strange rearrange foggy dark in woe.. a man who answers past long gone.. his ‘now’ an unseen flow.. Clanging weights from long gone … Continue reading

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Private You..


As you travel life unravels secrets of the stage.. speed read or close study in your hand on every page.. Feelings from before speech brought you ways to touch your kin.. children in the schoolyard.. different cultures.. different skin.. Girl who … Continue reading

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Something Ob-seen


Originally posted on Cryinforthedyin's Blog:
Image via Wikipedia This is a poem I wrote called ‘Days End’.   In the swirl of hurt and love and girl a dove and friend..there lives a love cannot be written.. One that never bends…

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Shine bright on ‘River Bored’..


Trees over thickets wrens feed joyous chicks in nest.. protected warm culture formed.. what they find as best.. ‘Joyous Cosmology’ Alan Watts a book.. thoughts flew.. including Leary.. knew the mind.. perspective.. what to do.. Dr. of Psychology from Harvard.. … Continue reading

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Sing blues.. liar bring news..


Women allude nude to look like men extend a hand.. Nazified until a lie seeks succor on the land.. How we judge young moral orphans expect a dream or two Blow you winds illusion.. you will never change the true.. … Continue reading

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Eternal Mist


Left to time forever.. my own marked well for you.. mirror gonna chase you.. I done what I could do.. Blowin’ change directions.. change will not change moments sensed.. fate laughs watches species..  stumble media immense.. Do you have time … Continue reading

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Skypeline Fool..


Saw a blind man.. kicks unseen cans.. saw sign every day.. in my face he calls to pace consider cartoons ways.. Saw he was sighted.. down Parasite Row.. principles were blighted.. avarice we see and know.. Years tears fears he wanders sucks all living … Continue reading

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Natural perfection..


True from complex nature.. nature perfect still.. vase crystal opaque perfect fate meets living will.. cannot ever move in lyin’.. meter how dreams be.. slow to nothing goin’ on.. repeatin’ lies you see.. Mama got an energy.. seems in payment … Continue reading

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They forgot..


Came to me excited.. all about new plans.. where man always stands as they forget the cry.. ‘all hands’.. told me how the promises.. I heard long before.. megalomaniac to run all lands.. control all shores.. Did not now how or why … Continue reading

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