Just A Few Words
A Rhythm, A Verse
Eyes to the Sky
An Imprint on Earth
freedom feelers.
stomping seems to weave their dreams.
motion molded paths are liftoff scenes.
echoed journeys, rumble yearning.
arrivals thump, wail and jump.
desires burning.
brightness slides.
our lookers wide.
footloose paths are swept into memory.
reason why our dreams derive.
we are alive.
alive we ride.
"The Ride" petersburg summer 2009
flyway magic.
highway tragic.
traveling, leaving
endless static.
fight for rhythm
fight for breath
fight for life
and fight for death
another one lost
another one lead
to believe whats real
is in their head
the minds a jester
its hard to find
a reason why
it blinds our eyes
endless thoughts
and ruthless patience
faking brains
and plane relations
pages read
faces dread
the journey wings
they wore instead
leave me breathless
necessitas respiration
my lovely gift
the magic nation
"The Only One" 12-23-09
the leaving the running.
the weaving the ducking.
in need of a reason to leave
so it seems.
but how when the scenes so serene and a dream.
how to escape when the want turns to need and we see and believe with each breath that we breathe.
"So It Seems" 2-2-10
1 makes you larger.
1 makes you small.
some make you stumble.
some make you fall.
reason for loving.
reason for hate.
it seems you need nothing.
it seems you need eight.
you wait just to be.
you wait just in case.
your face gets to see,
the everything place.
"In Waiting" 2-2-10
like a hurricane
they overtake me
asparagus eyes
with dreamy stillness
a complex disguise
for whats inside
the wonder ensues
the endless development
the chase and chase
were forever enveloped in
conscious mind
and fleeting heart
a structure marked
with facial art
i wonder if i
passed anywhere near
the space between
her weary ears
"Effectivant" 12-23-09
Dreams of Life
and Life through Dreams
Which is Which or What it Seems
Seams to Bust by What it Means
dribble spit and dribble burst
hurts to stroke the deepest nerves
Understand the Making of
Understanding Taking Love
Reprimanding Ancient Trust
dribble in and dribble out
hopes to sunsuggate the clouds
hopes to make a brainful proud
Even Though a Dream it is
a Feeling Means a Love Within
a Love for More a Love for It
a Love for That Which None Permits
"Circularation" 9-15-09
gibberish page with numerous eggs. hatching to make a reason to save. a reason to ride with the gears that are raised. in a brain that creates to release all its waves. in a place that is full. in a place that cant wait. to wander through days when its finally awake. driving for aches and finding the wild. striving for times that i had as a child. riding the train and flying through miles. hiding from stuck and finding sweet smiles. the head lays down. the mind wakes up. the nerve hands dive. the nerve hands duck. sometimes strange and sometimes crude. sometimes leaving life depressed. sometimes life is left at rest. even though it travels swiftly. gifts are also given quickly. life must go on. we all must progress. when all that we know is that life surely ends.
"Awakening" 9-15-09
never want to hear the clock
never want to lose my socks
always want to dive and swim
always want the will to live
never want to drive too fast
never will forget my past
always want a person who
will grab a knee and tie my shoe
never want to close my box
never want to be hit with rocks
always want to laugh and sing
always want a dream within
never want a breath to be last
never will unless im asked
always want a person who
will let me grab their laces too
"Laces" 2-9-10
i wish my dreams were prophecies
ride piano ride
stomp the twinkling gulfside theatre
filled with reason
filled with feeling
come up for air
your brain is depressed
nerves are obsessed
they in vite distress
feel the rhythm
let it be
embrace the trees
let nature breathe
i wish my dreams were prophecies
i wish the breeze could set me free
"Breezy Speech" 1-9-09
So many melodies to revive the journeys. What where and when. Most importantly. How it felt. Beauty surrounds. It is almost too much to handle. I find myself frozen in awe at the utter perfection of the most innocent performances of nature. A symphony composed by the journey from dawn to dawn. A cycle of everchanging life. Bewilderment. The seamstress weaves her lovely threads. We are enveloped in it.
"Inspired by Sand" 10-21-09
rain in the sometimes.
run wild with fun lines.
all to set the mind at ease and lunge above the sunrise.
its fun to be in writing class.
within myself. a pass without.
a journey that lasts without a route.
it seems to me. i used to feed.
on dreams and beams from sunny scenes.
reason being. everything.
just a team of helpless beasts. looking for supreme belief.
"Sergeant WideEyed" 2-26-10
Its been about a week since I lay in a bed unawake.
unaware. unconvinced. underwear.
Warm tea bristles the senseless nose.
waking wearing evening clothes.
Breadholes crisping butter bowls.
sunshine dusting fog from souls.
Old plus New cause New is Old.
"Waking Up Breathing" 8-21-09
meaning legion ripped in regions
needless fiends are thieving reason
ten cuidado
"Defend" 1-11-10
rock rhymes.
the top grinds.
the top works like dickies shirts.
formulating lines to scribe the times.
an imprint here. an imprint there.
a perma nence the future wears.
dreams go in and dreams go out.
in between they scream and shout.
whats a man to do without,
a way to push them out his mouth?
whats a man to do but leave,
a dream for you to dream about.
"But Leave" 2-26-10
eyes to rainy skies.
skies of rain in eyes.
reason being beings in grieving.
seems they need a breathing reason.
"Still" 1-8-09
Clear for Landing,
Balloons and Candy,
Circled Bands of
Dancing Landsmen.
Aiming, Standing,
Perfume and Brandy.
Circled Hand in Hand
and Laughing.
Chanting Nations,
Waiting Patient.
Another Day,
Another Celebration.
"Morning Festival" 1-8-09
please believe.
in what you need.
to move your brain.
and help you breathe.
we all need.
a way to see.
a way to change.
a way to dream.
just to be.
human beings.
we can explain.
please believe.
"We Can Explain" 2-26-10
Sunrise Cliffs are Thieving Heat.
Dangling Light with Ground to Meet.
Sandy Toes and Tastes so Sweet.
a Million Thoughts Concieved by Grief.
a Million Feelings Im Feeling Stealing.
the Gears That Wheel from Eyelid Peeling.
The Road I Chose and Dare to See.
Creation Flow is my Therapy.
"Dare to See" 4-8-10
