~°~ Day and night A flight of fancy Fey unfolding rays in dancing pirouettes chanting Standing on this gusting cliffside, trusting Watching all the silhouettes of paper homes in minuets along the rivers gusting Shivers Rain delivers pained relief as stains pour off in painted rivers Deltas at my feet Standing crystal Just a view Landing true a guided misfall granting what I new This cosmic sun setting soon Letting way a mystic moon May this day's intrinsic tune untumble into dancing Oh may I might so soon insight Another flight of fancy ~*~
Sillanthropy
To be sully is silly But to be silly's never sully And if you sally forth in dilly-dally dailies dully The hilly helly hullies spilling out your skilly skully Will dilly-dally silly sully sally-forthing tilly tallies Till your skilly scatter-skully wilts in nilly nullies And even as the sully notions rise up to the surface We see the silly words that really rally them to purpose And if we sally fifth in seeing all the silly things we're being Really seeing what we're freeing --newly nowly knowing It seems to us really That it's life that's so silly So why not just go with the flowing?
Shellscape
In all that is
that pours this sizzling
egg of life that fries in grizzly
scrambles, rambling up the hills
to free the yolk of all that ills
not knowing that the shell’s been
~ Cracked ~
There simply is no going back:
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
His insides are leaking all over the wall
We can put him together like there wasn’t a scratch
But gone are the chances he’s going to hatch
Gone Anon
For every poor and sorry soul
A spirit soars and sighs
For every sea whose shore unfolds
A new horizon dies
And as the mountains spew their flames
And as the fountains sparkle dew
Our rising breaths are just the same
As torrents ripping through
Here comes the shadow, traced in light
And lost in lover’s scorn
There goes the times that never, might, and ever be reborn
So short this life and long the days
Where madness sings to saner ways
And sadness brings the gladdest gaze
The eyes will never see
So on and gone and shone anon along the winding way
To bay the moons of summer noons
To sway that starlight day
Masqueraid
Deafen Ishin
A poem is unknown
A poem is a whisper
Unfolding like an open leaf
of lettuce in a crisper
A poem is outgrown
From all that we’re shown
And flown through the skies of wide-minded
A spark in the dark of a whispering heart
A light in the land of the blinded
A poem is a passage through catacomb rock
A hole in the swallowing trees
The simplest way to pick and unlock
The trick of the human inease
A poem is the roaming of ocean crush foaming
To speak of a peek of the stars
A poem is as simple as telling the world
It’s beautiful just cause it’s ours
Evermore
Somehow in someway on some beautiful day
When the sun’s shining down through the clouds
And the wind whispers still from the top of the hill
And you peer on the vast moving crowds
There at the center, standing in place
Will be a lone staring familiar face
And I hope you don’t mind if I cry
Cause I’ve missed you through all of these years
And if this should be our goodbye
I pray you can let go the tears
And drip in the spill from the tip of the hill
And look on me then as I look on you still
My brother, my sister, my lover, my friend
Remember forever~ This isn’t the end.
Humilitarian
Keep Blending
Fence this life
Mensa like a pencil
Chance the after-mallice stances
Glances after cancel
Plan this stencil
Staggerate your senses
Exagerate the existencial saspirilla central
Keep pensing
Deeper than a frowning
Lend the mental laughter after sensing all the clowning
Steep sounding
Fend for all the friendlies
Never end the severing upending all the Bentleys
Keep sending
Keep blending into bothers
They’re never more than leather for
the chaps that hold your fathers
Go further
Further than you’ve known
This is all the present server ever to be shown
Brake of Dawn
Trickle thick in liquid seeping
Coating throats of windy wars
Dream the dream of never sleeping
through the molten cores
This world is forming, swarming out
In liquid shores of warming spouts
That torment through the rocky crusts
Of loathing, fear and never trusting
all the bloating nearness thrust
By noble gusts and power winds
And marble misty showers in
The hours of the final days
Before the sun breaks through in rays
Innosense
Look on this world with innocent eyes
In the fury of heartache and madness and lies
In the tempests and whirlwinds of mindsets that swirl
From the depths of emotion, look on this world
with innocent eyes
That is the spray of the sea, it’s not you
That is the hammer of fear, it’s not true
That is the way that it always will be
So don’t hold too dear till it’s through
Let the heartache break your heart
so it may then expand
Let the madness peer inside
and humbly make a stand
Let the whirlwinds tear your mind
while you sit back and see
That even seas that beg to drown
may also set us free
Look on this world with innocent eyes
Watch as the paintbrushes flow
Know that the art is a part of your heart
And the rest, a magnificent show
The Heartest
Goodbye is the hardest word I know~
When you see them leave… when you watch them go ~
When the earth bursts that final shine of dancing colour
And sings its soaring ode to the pouring load that gushed between you
Then like watercolour, begins to drip away
To seep off the page
To pour tearstain ribbons down your face
So long sweet painting
You gorgeous piece of art
You lush planet of fading dreams and melting memory
I’ll never store your shores again
I’m still coursing with your flow
It’s bleeding out my open veins
It’s the hardest word I know
Star Course Rising
When you take a juicy bite from the fruit of the sky
And your chin drips in twilight’s nectar
And the stars are seeds that fizz in your mouth
and twinkle gooey rushes inside you
The mind rises with the notions of infinite oceans
of fractal web cartography, charting your course
through the looming abyss that spans like the space
between thoughts
Spin freewheeling
Dance with the glee of melting harmony
Let it ooze overtop you
Sing to the heavens that splash their mistings
and ring with the symphonies of shining tides
This is your place in the netherworlds forming
This is your dream in the mind of the sky
This is your star-burning hearth that is warming
This is your answer to why
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No Words
You know, it’s a funny thing.
You learn, you earn your turn, you sing
And just before you burn, you bring
Yourself to fling
The tragic thing you fold away
So magic can take hold
And all the paper scraps you follow
Scripted with your drifted sorrow
Come out from their holding hollow:
One last read, and then tomorrow
A day starts uprooted, lifted
Nothing borrowed ~
A life unscripted
Gunked Up
Rid my mind of all these ghosts
That haunt me taunting, mounting walls
That hide away the truths I toast
While tripping on the old pitfalls
I hid away when I was younger
And those to which are newer, true
That I once thought would feed the hunger
Trembling under all I do
Screw this twisted misfit mountain
Built of shame and pain and pride
Take the clogs from out this fountain
So I may sit upon its side
And meditate the churning waters
So to clearer see
All the toiling tombs and totters
Boiling here in me
And so the heartaches go…
Spell of the Moon
Come to me darling
Come to me soon
To glance on the star twines and dance undermoon
Flushing our blood with the freshess of air
the swelling of love
the rushing of daring to run underspell
of the sky above staring us down
Pairing our steps to the wide gliding open
Casting our eyes on the forward unspoken
Weaving together the bond lesser broken
By healing the tokens we’ve wronged
Shot from the Hip
Merry in Netting
I smoke a toke and become a different bloke that’s chokin
Broke in the open trope of never known n tokin
Floatin the streams of never beens
and ever-seepin grievers
Street-level open-shovel diggin up the reapers
Look at the mangled roots
Look at their stretch
Look upon the tangled poet
showin all he’s etched
Seep into the reaping true to fleeting all the gangles
Always reaching to uphold the scolding credo tangles
This is how a marionette is draped upon the stage
Of all the world in acting’s Globe
in every given age
Deadicate
The Desert Rose
Dreaming of Dragons
Dreaming of dragons again
Dreaming of leatherfangs and batwings
Snarling howls and bellyfire
Power surging turgid captures of collassal enchantment
Mountaintops booming tellurian thunder
Skyways raging vast and festerous
Stormboned and shutterbound
Golden and godly
Roaming and rife
Dreaming of dragons again
What a surprise