Friday, July 11, 2008
Friday, March 21, 2008
No One Else But You
I will wait for you
The words you said
As I sailed away
Gone that day
into the Sargasso Sea
I will wait for no one else but you
as days pass
you’ll forget this time
And all we had
when the end of the day was long
I’ll still wait for no one else but you
The waves will grow large
And the depths will be deep
I will remember our last embrace
As I fall into icy water sleep
In night
For years to be
Dreams may come
And I will be there with you again
Perhaps you will keep me close
To your heart as you are to mine
If I could return, you know I would
If I could bring you to me, through
Time and Space
To a place that never ends
I would give it all again
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Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Hickory on Donahue
Hickory on Donahue, Editors Choice Award, International Library of Poetry, 2007.
How many times I must have passed
below your outstretched arms and leaves
in life and dreams
hickory tree reaching over this sea
fifty years or more of history
and thousands of versions each of me
as we travel to downtown and the lights
or in return to our beds and high on revelry
leprous stringy bark, coarse to the touch
grown bonzai shaped to avoid
our relentless restless human progress
another half century we shall remain
as ghosts or memories.
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Friday, January 19, 2007
They Say The End
They Say The End, Immortal Verses (anthology), 2007, The Sound of Poetry (anthology), 2007, Editor’s Published Poet Ribbon Award, Intenational Library of Poetry, 2007. Editors Choice Award, International Library of Poetry, 2007.
They Say The End of Days are Near
every twenty years
another war starts, the market crumbles
someone important dies or is born
another prominent figure goes environmentalist
new catastrophes, new enemies
it will never be the same again
the dreams we held dear are so far away
visions of apocalyptic nightmares
They Say The End of Days are Near
because what we once thought sure
has again become suspect
crime goes up, the glaciers receed
inflation goes up, freedom is repealed
pollution piles up, species disappeared
They Say the End of Days are Here
dictators and presidents and lobbyists
pundits and local politicians
judges and advocates
law enforcement and Multinationals
citizens and criminals
men of God and the children of the damned
They Say the End of Days are Here
we listen, we hear
we have heard this all before
and we console ourselves with doubt
and hope maybe not this year
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Wednesday, August 21, 2002
AIDS
The Earth has AIDS
Autoimmune Diffecinecy Syndrome
mankind is a cancer, a virus
overpopulation pollution consumption destruction
five hundred years ago man couldn't destroy the Earth
and now it dies around us faster than we can grasp
out mother planet has AIDS
in this night, while we slumber, she might die or tomorrow
trembly shaking fingers always on the button
a nation lives and breathes by its ideas
and all of ours are empty and stale
we are caught up
in murder, in consumerism
products and money are the highest ideal
I'd sell you out if it would buy me a condo
in the Bahamas or whatever paradise inside my mind
if I was God I would send down a flood or plauge
destroy it all and begin again
our ideas are all a century old, obsolete
and prices we pay for ignorance a century builds
my life is a poem in constant construction
do you see at all or do you look the other way
choose to be blind
over the sight and guilt of what you have helped create
our culture is sick, twisted, empty, lost
we entertain for the lowest common denominator
suppress the angry frightened screams of all that see
brainwash the kids, desensitized, addicted to T.V.
video games and half are on drugs
the president is urging us all to war
he believes if we pick a fight with unseen enemies
he can distract us from this wasted mess, our lives
facism of the heart, of the mind, of our nations soul
we all have to be patriots, no questions asked
in the land of the prison and home of the slave
maybe if we turn what's left of Iraq into rubble
we can bring back three thousand dead
we need to send the rest of Iraq to follow
the 1,500,000 of their women, childred and men dead
of starvation and curable disease since the Gulf War 1992
after Iraq, where do our bombers fly next?
the world anticipates, waits, sits on the edge of their seats
yes, capitolism, democracy, god
I used to believe in you, I used to believe in me
but now the world is infested with the demon virus greed
God, please, send us a sign
help us save ourselves from ourselves
this is hell and we are all trapped
our country is on the fast track to totalitarianism
our foreign policy bitter revenge
we rule the world with the threat of death
our dollar bills keep them all in line
we have seen the sickness, and the sickness is us
a damn thing to reverse, it's already too late
I want to tear away the illusion, to burn the veil of Maya
to show all the innocents the true face of fate, our destiney
but what would that accomplish
in a half hour it's more commercials and nightly news
nothing that matters lasts very long, utopia is nowhere
all that is left is our mind to collect
impressions and beleifs
and in our mind we are all alone
we can escape into our dreams
because in our dreams we are free
I pray, I wait, I taste
when will this old world and life fade away?
yes, our mother Earth is dying
I feel every cell beginning their decay
and see that I am the only one who cares to percieve
I feel this all inside, don't you?
WHO? WHERE? does anyone fight the fight I fight?
to save all the starving and blind
every letter I write is a pair of eyes unlocked
and a mind set free
don't you see, I see nothing
there will be no sign given
in my darkest hours I almost don't care anymore
I'm going to die one day, as will you
why not tomorrow, or the day after?
as long as we all go together
into our own nuclear heaven
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Thursday, May 1, 1997
Nuclear Heaven
Nuclear Heaven, The International Who's Who in Poetry (anthology), 2007. Purr, 1999. The Daily Sentinel, 1997.
There was a land we could never touch
Somewhere far too deep
Somewhere you were scared to go
And somewhere that I couldn't lead
Why we never left, I'll never know
Time was fast, and so were we
We never could stop to take a look
and sometimes it was too dark to see
I though maybe you could never feel
Because of him I'd never be
In his light I was Shadow
and the dream being the pure light finality
The cloud grew up to be a flower
Because in the end
We'll always have
Our own Nuclear Heaven
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