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I found a rose 1/12/2007
I found a rose
It was just there
and I was the sun
and I was the rain
My hand reached out
And the rose spoke
'Be carefull'
And so I was
Next day,
My rose lay next to me
She sang sofly
beautifull words of love
wispers
Her tender leaves
genlty touching my body
and the rose spoke
'Be gentle'
And so I was
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Southern California 1968 1/12/2007
They had fire engines at the High School
We watched distant smoke rise from the shaggy lamps
Of the hills. The fires never reached us
For all we knew, they could have been the language
Of distant Indians, or the pyrotechnic opera
Of disillusioned youth.
Just this way on the roof of my self
Have I ...
2 Comments, 29 Views,
2 Votes
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ABC 1/10/2007
Freedom is the ultimate terrorist. The idea of choosing
you're own destiny is so frightening to people, they
will gladly relinquish their right to it, provided they
are offered up an appropriately attractive form of slavery.
The history of freedom, is the transformation of the world
into a shopping mall that delivers the goods of slavery
so sneakily, people will believe its Gods ...
1 Comments, 20 Views,
2 Votes
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On Seeing Akiko's Shaking Head 1/7/2007
On Seeing Akiko's Shaking Head
(27 June 2005)
I'ld rather have a "maybe" than a "no"
'Cause if I had a maybe, then I'ld know
That perhaps there is some hope for us to grow.
But when there is no maybe, just a no,
Then despair and hopelessness are all I know,
For all the hope I'm sowing just won't grow.
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The Willow-Heart (in prose) 1/7/2007
The Willow-Heart (in prose)
(12 April 2006)
My heart is like the willow tree:
Spending each moment, eternally weeping
With hope, like the leaves of Autumn
One-by-one, falling away,
Till nothing is left save the black, barren limbs
Of the verdant and life-ful tree that once was,
That now stands as a dismal skeleton,
A painful reminder of all that was,
Of all that's ...
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Never Pain to Tell Thy Love 1/7/2007
Never Pain to Tell Thy Love
(Fall 1993)
Never pain to tell thy love.
Love that's never told can be
As the gentle wind does blow
Silently, invisibly.
I told my love, I told me love
I told her all my heart.
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears--
Se how she doth depart!
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IF 1/7/2007
IF
(Fall 2005)
If I could spend one night with you,
To hold you close as lovers do,
Then, fueled by Passion's burning bliss,
Our lips would touch and we'ld deep kiss.
Then all the joys below the sky
Could all be ours, if you'ld comply.
But sadly life's not like my hope
As you reply, so coldly, "nope".
So lost I stand upon the shore
Of broken dreams ...
0 Comments, 25 Views,
1 Votes
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Fare Thee Well 1/7/2007
Fare Thee Well
(8 October 2005)
Farewell to you, my false love,
Whose heart I thought I owned,
But now through Time's unveiling hand
I see that it was loaned.
For having now enjoyed the use,
I see you want it back,
As if your heart was but a toy.
True love you seem to lack.
I gave to you my tender love
Unchecked, so full, ...
0 Comments, 14 Views,
1 Votes
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Reflections upon the Falling Rain 1/7/2007
Reflections upon the Falling Rain
(28-30 September 2005)
A darkened mass the evening glooms;
A soul-black sky the day entombs,
Into a swirling, churning shroud.
Gone is the sun that once shined proud.
Hark now! An angry sky does speak,
Resounding from each mountain peak,
With thunderous echoes, pealing loud
That scintillate each dreary cloud.
Sharp ...
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1 Votes
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Now You're Gone (Part II) 1/7/2007
In separation's languor,
This oft returning state,
I can't weed my emotions:
Is this love or is this hate?
In the garden of my feelings,
So mixed with bitter joy,
The buds of hope once blooming,
The tares now do destroy.
'Cause your gone...
And this is wrong...
But now you're gone...
So gone...
This is wrong!
I hole up my emotions,
To stem the tears ...
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Now You're Gone (Part I) 1/7/2007
When I heard your message
I didn't know what to say.
It seems you love to hurt me,
New ways with every day.
And though I stand here trembling,
Shocked by what I've heard,
Since this ain't the first time,
It's getting quite absurd.
But now you're gone...
And this is wrong...
But now you're gone...
So gone...
This is wrong!
I pour myself another
To try ...
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untitled 1/7/2007
women
are not painkillers:
moonbeams dripping with morphine.
nor the gravy breakfast
for the dogs
of love as ideology.
not shrill demasculators
or pedestal lotuses
with rearing preferences.
Outside of dictionaries
why does the worlds greatest beauty
have to mean?
magnificently and regrettably
so human
we are dumbfounded...
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morning after 1/7/2007
36 hours awake--
mind like a leashed fly
quaking at the windows.
outside the fields
thick with hot august fireflies,
Light emitting diodes of their abdomens
magical in the dead wafer of the window.
all love is a form of forgiving;
all forgiving a form of forgetting
how the asses of these insects
dance in a glass square
of a hospital
and her ...
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To The Women Ive met here 12/29/2006
Mountains look like the jaw of God
Oceans ripple like the stretch marks
Of a pregnant and infinite mother.
Gravity is the ultimate miser
Saying bring everything back to me.
Tornado's are architectures dusky
Garbage disposal
And the unbridgeable distance of obsidian space
Makes the controlled bombs of stars little rhinestones.
Yet none ...
2 Comments, 62 Views,
5 Votes
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A prayer 12/23/2006
For all, that we ought to have thought
and have not thought.
For all, that we ought have said
and have not said
For all, that we ought have done
and have not done
I pray thee, God for forgiveness.
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untitled 12/15/2006
I dreamed
In the olden times,
Which now is anything before cellphones,
Of love without reason,
Because ulterior motives were the province
Of business and other necessary nastiness.
So why let the gates of poetry
Ring like manic church bells,
At the prospect of matrimony
Within a Disneyland of financial security?
Though unfortunately outside the ...
0 Comments, 15 Views,
1 Votes
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distance 12/3/2006
what is the distance between us? It cant be like earth and
moon, for then I could fly toward you, land upon your surface,
and make a map of everything you are...
Sometimes we connect instantly; other times many years
pass before friendship or love; and many never see each
other standing even face to face
Maybe like the stars whose light reaches us only after many ...
2 Comments, 37 Views,
4 Votes
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SHATTERED HEART 11/29/2006
Inside my sleeve, I pull out my heart,
Hanging it to you, “careful it’s fragile
and easily falls apart.”
Wanting you to extend your arms, and take my heart in your
tender warm hands
it falls into a million shattered pieces,
on the floor it lands.Wanting you to bend down to pick it
up, sorrow and sadness I want to see in your heart apologies
I wanted to ...
0 Comments, 60 Views,
9 Votes
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forgiveness 11/24/2006
If you are your own worst enemy
and you cannot run away from yourself,
Then you must forgive yourself before the ultimate in dirty
wars takes you.
Once the worst enemy is pardoned
who cannot be forgiven?
0 Comments, 26 Views,
3 Votes
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kiss 11/22/2006
When I ponder a kiss long ago,
Probably there was a slow peeling of surfaces
and sliding of hands from backs
The way the surf returns to the sea.
There may have been a full moon:
Like a bone Frisbee
Waiting for a celestial dog
To snag it.
I don’t remember
Being stroked by the grasses
Endless green tines.
As fate would have it,
So tactile ...
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moment 11/22/2006
Bare trees bloodshot
On the blue bowl above
A volley of birds bolts
In buckshot flight
While the last unionized rube
Plugs the belly of the mailbox
Like a turkey.
Between skin and bone
Subcutaneous shantytowns
Will burst with caloric settlements
And this is the boring arm
Of a no name street
Without alarm
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Season of love 11/22/2006
Golden fields
A playfull breeze
A wisper from the woods
Silver wires glance through dawn
Morning glory
Eyes of beauty spreak a thousand tales
The spirit within makes the thruth unfold
Thirst for life : one story untold
A smile of hope like the rays of sun
Your warm heart, a loyal friend
Touches your soul
automn harvest
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untitiled 11/21/2006
I think at 47 I may never have . No matter the supplements
gulped, keeping pace with the gadget generation would
be difficult in my 60s.
Yet we were the ones declaring “death before maturity”
and “don’t trust anyone over 30” while rock reunions are
now populated with groups who’ve just had cataracts removed.
All my ways of ...
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morning? 11/20/2006
On this morning blue
As a baby’s delicate hand vein,
The oak trees splattering bark
Asterisks the daylight;
The suns hydrogen faucet
Glazes the world with the sauce of creation.
If only day would break like this
In my feelings for others--
Without the rubbery eclipse
Of arms and history
Called “myself”
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see below 11/19/2006
MAYBE THE BEST REASON I AM ON HERE
Now:
I don’t know my neighbors to love them;
They change like politicians
During a bleak season of recall.
I don’t know myself
Because the mirrors have been obliterated,
In favor of preachers
Whose vocation is to improve everyone
Except themselves.
Far-distant Asian woman
Twinkle like a ...
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womans lib 11/17/2006
womans lib
I’ve often wondered about woman’s liberation. It presupposes
That men are already liberated,
Even though we’ve spent history
Pursuing the slavery of ridiculous philosophies;
Worshipping the virile specter of false Gods
And starting revolutions
Because we were bored with money.
So if woman truly become liberated,
Will we ...
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Coincidence can be inspiring… 11/15/2006
Coincidence can be inspiring… The first impression I got
from a AFF woman's profile was to ask her to go dancing.
When I dance people start really paying attention. I can
be quite creative. Then I noticed she was a dance instructor.
I laughed out loud to myself and got some inspiration...
So I wrote the following to her...
Dancing Lips….
...
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smile 11/14/2006
Your smile is like
The first rays of sun piercing through the clouds after
a spring rainstorm
Fresh water arousing from a mountain spring
A flower delicately opening the leaves that will bring
you to her heart
To behold a fresh born baby
Snowflakes that cover the roofs on Christmass evening
A warm fireplace and a delicious glass of wine
A kitten climbing up the ...
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Patience 11/14/2006
A flower waits
for the sun to shine
The bees wait
for spring to come
A writer waits
for the words to spawn
My lady will wait
for our love to share
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imagine 11/12/2006
from john lennon
just read again this text
what can we say more??
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