Something More
In the red cushiony petals
of a rose it seems
lie yellow slumbering sighs
of happy dreams.
In the green comfy bed
of soft grass it feels
wait strong arms promising
to make senses reel.
One day you see
a leaf fall from a tree
then someone says
'twas but a flea.
What I see before me
is just something
its not everything
else from before
something became
something which became
something that did
something more.
In the wind blows
a world picked up
tossed around carried through
moved aside then whirled to be
this world inside.
In that mans anger
In that girls laugh
ring echoes of days
the days before
and what i see
is a tiny ripple
waging storms
from the sea
and so i reach
and so i feel
and so i close
my clumsy eyes
just
let
go
let go of now
let go of then
breathe
in
life
of forever when
were days apart
and blurry clear
someone speaks
nothing dear
as clear as mud
as dark as day
toothpicks fighting
for one decay
let go let go
the same as before
let go hold on
for something more.
10.16.01
Grumble
Lying here.
Still.
Just listening.
To the neighbor.
Screaming.
At her daughter.
My thoughts take a walk.
To the flags.
The cars.
Marching.
In the streets.
Armed.
Ready.
For combat.
War.
What happened?
Hatred.
Begot.
Hatred.
Now its kill.
Or be killed.
Survival.
Of the fittest.
Fight.
For freedom.
From fear.
From terror.
Clampdown on laws.
Uncle Sam to the rescue.
Big Brother getting bigger.
Because of the fanatical f*@heads.
In their cell holes.
Waging war.
Waging terror.
Death.
On regular people.
Just going about.
A tuesday morning.
Chatting.
Perhaps.
About the Giants game.
The night before
Stirring their regular coffees.
Slicing bagels.
Talking.
Doing.
Living.
Something.
Or other.
Attending meetings.
Planning.
Futures.
Who knows?
What?
They.
Were doing.
When those planes hit.
Them.
Ending.
It.
All.
Starting this.
War.
Madness.
This enthusiasm.
To fight.
To kill.
Even in peace.
Loving.
Minds like my own
A sigh.
Booms.
From the pit.
Of my queasy stomach.
"Why..
Oh why..
Can't we
All
Just Get Along."
9.22.01
Today
She heard death knocking
again at a neighbor's
front door
Closing her eyes
She wondered
What
Had she been grieving
Before.
He had walked right by her
Head down as though hiding
His black cloak
Swishing gently
Swearing loudly
Today
Today
Today
Is yours
Here
Take it
And I may give
you more.
Don't watch me
Here
Don't feel me
Near
But pray
This do know
The light is bright
This light of life
That you so nonchalantly ignore.
As you pick up the pace
Join the race
On the merry go round
Faster faster higher higher
Till it all becomes a big
Blur
That's when you just might hear me
Come knocking
Somewhere close
To remind you
Get off
Get off
Take a breath
Smell the flowers
Chew the blades of grass
Sniff the mud
And it might even rain
Just so you can sniff it
all fresh again.
Don't sit crying
'Coz the shoe won't fit
Don't sit waiting
For the cobbler to come
Stop the wondering
Of who what how when and why
Go
Walk
Barefoot
Just do it
Take a step
Take a breath
Smile
Touch your cheek
And feel
That
My dear
Tender
Life.
9.19.01
love poem
i love you
like the breath
between us
when we kiss
i love you
like the longing
of sadness
for bliss.
i love you
like the stars
in the night sky
twinkling at one another
big grins say 'hi..hi..'
i love you
like the leaves
that fall from trees
to feel
their bodies float
away in the arms
of a gentle breeze.
i love you
like the surf
that rides the ocean
tips, bounces, jumps, falls, gushes
but does not run.
i love you
today
like there is no
tomorrow
i love you today
for all the hours, minutes, seconds
i can have, steal, borrow.
And today will pass
and so shall we
into a slumber
one day maybe
for eternity
and then i shall love you
still.
9.9.01
Dreams
Visions in the night
Dancing before me
The stage lights up
As the lights go out.
Curtain rises
Scene 1
Act 1
What will it be
Another dream
Based on reality
Of the day gone by
Or something snatched
From afar
Untrodden
Unseen
Unfelt
Except in memory
Of nothing
And everything
Over the rainbow
Diving right
Into the pot of colorful sparkly
Unscenes
8.13.01
b
monday morning
and its still somewhat early
got to shower
get some coffee
read
write
talk
all those things
and
maybe something
sparkles today
maybe something
lights up
some dark cranny
somewhere
hidden undiscovered
in me
maybe
today
we will declare world peace
or something.
maybe.
07.23.01
moment drop
and today i thought
about yesterday
and yesterday i wondered
about today
now living
that moment
drop
as it lands
on a leaf
a tree
a blade of grass
sometimes a thorn
in a rose bush
that moment
drop
just a node
not an end.
7.21.01
pieces
Sometimes
Rummaging through all those pieces
Of the jigsaw puzzle
Just makes a mess
And you still don't have the piece
You're searching for
Sometimes
If you don't touch a thing
Just sit back
Gazing down
at all
the pieces of the picture,
You find
the elusive one,
Sometimes
With time
And maybe a little patience
You find
the peace
you're searching for
2.26.00
more meant
a moment
more meant
to be
spent
with thee
here
i am
watching tv
pondering
once again
what is
holding it
together
linking me
to this
now
life
death
earth
dust
water
planets
where
why
how
when
today
yesterday
tomorrow
by golly
it can get confusing
in its simplicity
when looked at
from so close
like staring at a jigsaw puzzle
from inside
one of its pieces
revolving doors
whirl me
elevators
lift me
staircases
tire me
all taking me
somewhere
i run
i walk
i dance
i trot
i pace myself
all wrong
sometimes
not knowing
what lies
ahead
not looking
at what stares me in the face
just run
sometimes
missing all the paintings
on the walls
that deck these
halls
i run
to break
away
to break
free
and not
be
linked
chained
to the next
moment
more meant
to be.
6.26.01
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