Love: Sweet & Sour Style

The lie did bow that deep
Down even deeper than the root
Five score, maybe more
Valentines in vain

Show me anyway
The tiniest hairs remain like
Star flakes raining
Creating leaf cakes glazing
Hearts in rosy butter and
Hallmark clutter

Lie more pretty still
Pepper then mint me
Sing my praises in chocolate nibs
Through marshy mazes

Play the lyres licking
begging, kissing
As liars kicking
My heart in
Eternal echo

Or, lay down your lies
Let Atlas shrug
Find your sweet relief
At last between my
Physic-psyche flow
Souls at once aglow
Grasping not at passing straws
Captured wills
Rippling, diffusing, disintegrating
In the dragon’s claws

Show me your electro-magnetic rainbow
The strongest threads
The thickest webs
Grasped in bitterest despair
While you stay stoic
Gasping for air

Show me how best is your worst
In a grand but joyless burst
So I may bake your claims into pies
And serve them up
Smothered in lies

Exiting Stage 9

Clipboard Sexy
Visionboard Worthy
6th sense blocked
4th gear cocked

Flexed rhythm
Stacked schism
Minced rather
Than forgiven

Once upon a savage time
She tried
But lacked the luster
Required then
Lost the line

Ancestors fought
But lied
Now not a fine
Lot cries
Threads ferry
Jellyfish
Fears through
The soil of time

We
Crossed souls
Lament blessed
Tolls toiled
Tarred
Left marred
Along the
Path Left
Exiting
Stage Nine

Sensitize Yourself

Don’t sanitize
Sensitize
Don’t minimize
Proselytize
Deliver or defy
Don’t be shy
Don’t lie
On You
Rely

Sensualize
Sway don’t rock
Stay don’t flay
Soothed or shocked
Come what may

Direct deeply
Misstep Frequently
Disjoint Weakly
Court your foes

Build that stock
Then burn it
Hear it crackle over
the ravens’ cries
Settle on in
Stop on by
Smell their roses

Feel the indigo through their black
Taste the metal in her touch
See the sighs he denies
Before the daisies’
Digging

Wake this day
Beckoning your heart
this new way
Signs
your signals
Craft
your vigils
Mark
then magnify
so you can never again
Deny

Afraid of the Wrong Things

You’re scared to catch them Cooties
You should be scared you could starve

You’re scared you might lose your job
You should be scared you won’t

You’re scared your kids might . . .
Everything

You’re scared your Government might . . .
Anything

You’re scared your neighbors might . . .
Nothing

You’re scared to speak your Truth
You’re scared not to

You’re scared to believe me
You’re scared not to

Scarred?
Me too
For life

Fighting?
ME TOO
Or no life

Who can you trust?
There are two kinds of people in this world . . .
Never trust anyone who thinks
there are only two kinds of people in this world

Who, what, when, why to fear?
No!
How?
Now . . .
we’re talkin’!

Ebb and Flow

She sees a trickster under every rock
Shimmering chimeras
from whenever
Or wherever
Memory strikes back

There was a time
She fell for that
Sort of thing
Ferris wheels
Endless rings

Crown of thorns
Rosy Crosses
Safety pins
Paradise Lost beings
Wicked winters to
Saints and sinners

Shifting cities
Manifest moorings
Serpentine glory
Shores resettling
Lochs all festering

Shocked the shells
Numbed the feelings
Sheriffs shot
Deputies bleeding

Shrines collapsing
Witnesses weeping
Shuffling stories
Old dogs snoring

Rustling
Whispering
Melodious flow
Shimmering loneliness
Bubbling
Listening

Susurroussness of
Just the kind
We never
Forever
Forget

Melissa

Frenemies are in my trees
they think I cannot see
Them
Along the Themes
Crows claiming they know
which Phoenicians stole the show
Witch
dressed in blackest pink
kneels to Me
LisSa
Captured Queen
beyond pale think
True devils
call the levers

Gobs of globe lovers
follow them
to win

Just is to
Break that stem
then sheer their roots
for beer
Drink then deep
Swallow their pride
And shit it out tomorrow

All Crow No Grow

Once Teacher
Becomes Gate
Precious gift of Fate
And Foe

Precision required
Lift on the down
Balance that act
Adept Perfection
A first-last Lie
Hover humming
Bird is the word
Twist that power
Collect eyes and ears
minds and memes
For your numbers games

But never forget
She who bats last
Nature’s best trick
That insidious
Observer effect
Switch that rift
Into acrobatic twists

We birthed Gaudi from the peacocks
Caged monkeys taught us tricks
Camouflage from the lizards
Stealth a gift from snakes
We learned ugly crazy irrational
Slippery crafty nasty witchy

When it works it’s the Bomb
When it doesn’t it’s the Adam
And just when you think it’s all figured out
Observer Effect
Aka Evolution? By
Way of Effluence
Not Affluence

If Nature is so perfect
Why does she keep changing?

Like the sword bill hummingbird
Whose Passion flowers yield to he alone
Together an evolutionary dance
each a teenie sneak
Imperceptible micro-move
toward one another

Laughing at us
Mere humans
Enslaved by our weakest links
Preachers of discernment
with blinders on our eyes
No finesse or fearless shows
But loads of fake niceness

And lesson learned
Time always tells
There’s far more to know
from the battle of the hummingbirds
than stuck in the field with crows

Armored

Armored
in chain mail or blubber
Masked
in muzzles or cosmetics
Clothed
in cotton or steel
Waning power
Dripping wax

Shells casings
rubber
bindings wraps
sheaths goggles
sabers latex

UV against the light
DC against the dark
AC against the heat
BTU against the cold

Shields against the swords
Umbrellas against the rains
Parasols against the sun
Docs against the insane

Veils across the faces
Sensors across the tongues
Blinders across the temples
Mufflers across the ears

Nestled wrapped warped
coddled framed
Walls weapons fortresses
Fences barricades
Bars chains moats
Buttressed ceilings
Cannoned boats
Stifled Beings
Sacrificial Goats

Comme Ci Comme Ca

Peace is not order
Passion is not chaos

Sorrow is not sadness
Gladness is not joy

Weakness is not vulnerability
Virtue is not kindness

Piousness is not graciousness
Beauty is not perfection

Creativity is not a gift
Life is not a right

Courageousness like chastity
is never generous
is never ever assigned
is rarely if ever aligned
with the divine

Means created
Become ends justified
Lies manipulated
Rhyme with the Signs
of the Times

Mother’s Tender

No that
I did not know
Tenderness it is said
Like the sacred grove that
I’m afraid
I did not know

At the breast so one rests
it is said
but
I do not know
Breasts of tenderness no
That I’m afraid
I do not know

There are shoulders
It is said
Like mountains of tenderness Too
Swallow you up
deliver you from fear
It is said
I do not know

But when I cry they say
I play victim
so it is said
again and again
whether I freeze, fly, fawn or fight

They only like when I play knight
All else
They don’t like
therefor
I do not know