something New

NEW...

Pumpkin is DELICIOUS

i love PUMPKIN so much it HURTS

and makes me

CAPITALIZE

many WORDS

you...

You are a rock

You are a tree

You are a mountain

You are an ocean

You are the sky

You are the stream

You are a wind

You are beautiful

You are passionate

You are afraid

You hold fast

You show no fear

You hold me close

You are everything

You are my world 

You are a dream

You are a blaze

You are glorious

You are cruel

You are kind

You are… 

Pudding with Words

There is a word…

That should go right

HERE

but I can't seem to

find it…

While searching

I begin to panic

and since

that word is nowhere

to be found

I shout very spastically,

“BUT I LIKE CHOCOLATE PUDDING!”

And then I realize you

Weren’t talking to me…

But now you are looking.

cake tastes good.

The rain didn't

go away.

it stayed for days

and days;

i think the

clouds were sad...

or they just

didn't like

being so far up in

the sky

when i had cake.

there wasn't a leprechaun...

Okay. Nobody. Else.

A picture
A photograph
No words
Images
A love letter
A lover
A postcard
Words, images
No love
Only words

An embrace

A kiss

A laugh

No images

Touch

Reality

A distance

An ocean

Separation

No love

Only words

A room

A chair

No pictures

No words

A hope

A wish

A tear

Dreams, desires

Alone

No love

Only thoughts

chocolate

chocolate is

nice

but not

on rice.

chocolate is nice

especially

when eaten

twice.

Chocolate

is

nice shared with Mice.

choco

late

is

ni

ce

while skating on Ice.

CHOCOLATE is nice even to entice.

chocolate is

nice

as cake for a

slice.

Chocolate is nice but

would

you pay

the Price.

chocolate

is nice though

some say a

vice.

chocolate is nice

I'll have it

with spice.

CHocoLATE is

Nice to be

precise.

Mirrors

Wooden Crocodiles

Don't

Do not invite me to your tea party when there

isn't any tea or a table or chairs or a

funny-mad-man in a very tall hat or

a rabbit or a mouse or

cakes or scones or little sandwiches.

Otherwise I

will very disappointed and

call you all

nutters.

Far Away from Your FACE!

I miss your face;

Your face SPEAKING

Your face EATING

Your face making FACES

Your face SINGING

Your face SLEEPING

Your face LAUGHING

Your face all GRUMPY

Your face CRYING

Your face LYING

Your face being CREEPY

Your face all SMILES

I miss your face.

NO LOGIC

the day was grey

behavior defined

in a wash of changeless

emotion

the day was gray

clouds ate up the sun

into the vastness

grew a great nothingness

as the day was grey

hold your breath deep

under the misting

winds dissolution

rocks the beds

the day being gray

enter into the pantry

rotting out of

the expired wastes

over-crowding with

resentment

the day was grey

and the trees could

no longer smile.

Banana's are Nice

Monkeys at
the zoo,
oh, how they
love to throw
Poo.

WoRds FOunD.

A Contemporary blockade
response Increases practice
When said, "lines requiring
prevalence and associated
Morality"
A population of punishment
Outcome syptoms Do not
correlate. Terminal
differentiation as
a character of the
Malignent.

O.o

WOOF...

Lady in the Mirror

A lady there
Staring back at me
In the mirror
What was she
Doing you asked
I asked
Did you
Well brushing her
Hair
But why was
She there
That’s what
I asked
No
You asked
Yes she was
There in the
Mirror
Doing what
Are you
Asking
Yes
I asked
But you
Didn’t tell
What
She is
Doing there
Really
Not just
Brushing her
Hair
Oh

Combustion.

An edging emotion
Wrought with fear
deep blood gurgling
out of passion
only moments
Before the nothing after.
Can you Regret nothing,
A jaded attempt at
Expression
An association with culture
Blinded, lost in language.
A flower, a simple gesture
Lost, forgotten, never remembered
When you aren’t doing
Much good
A possibility to
Utter nothingness
Eats away.
Raging dreams,
Haunted with his face,
Images creating
Luggage. Lost in dreaming.
A hope
Too fearful to materialize.
Not love,
Maybe immature passion,
Fear, crippling into
Change
That knows no end.
Rather beginnings with
Cheated regrets.
Following undeveloped passion
An impulsive ploy
To live, the mind
Overshadowing the liver’s
Reckless inhabitation.
The ardor pulling away
Petals of youth
Fading ever so
Softly
Into the
Never, never.

A Name goes Here

Bob Dylan
Said
It
Better...

Notice

gunpowder

flowers

a

sky

struck

ashen;

notice

Energy

The heartbeat of a small child
A heavy weight upon a balanced pin
From lightning that scorches the skies
In-between and all around us
From the man that just died
Black holes that swallow the stars
The shallow breeze
From the spinning of a top
Pulsating through the walls
From the woman’s meager smile
A continuous current
Pulsing through the veins
From the shallow pools distributed by rain
The mother keeping order
From Mother Nature taming the earth
And the little mouse eating his cheese
While the humming bird hums
And leaves fall away to die and on the latter
Reborn again

Dusters

Counting the days
They find in a year
To catalogue the moments
They always hoped for and feared.
Passing without thought then
Forgotten under the sands,
Lost with regret they can’t
Turn back a hand.
There are more following
Behind unsure of the same
Choices repeated in stride.
They stare at the cycle
Endless in turn,
Grinding away the gears
A clockwork motion presents
The real moments
Each and every do earn.
Then vapors gone leaving
Nothing to time.

Cadenza

Dreams unsubstantial
Life stems form
Dreams give breathe
Life… turn brilliant
Sweet
Honey drops on
Hard comb shells, Stinging
Just a little
Be cautious a
Sweet intoxication drowns
Yields unmeasured
Ecstasies, dreams
Breath a nightmares bittersweet
Reality.

No Production

Little Buzzing
Berry
blue monsters
grazing in a craze of
straw and soot.
such a little Slacker!
Not a very keen tracker.

Limping memories of jaded dreams.
you Laugh but you find no Meaning-

Baboons they pee on their Mates
'CAUSE THEY like THEM!

end.

Echo

days Consumed
Into the nights,
Hold fears and
Shadows cast
Asunder by a Moon’s
Weeping light.

“Hark!” quoth
One soul lost
Trembling into Streams
Hacking away truculent
Dreams
Waking only a seconds
Tic-tock.

Crowing light ascends
Above rolling gullies
Apprehension seeds
Into empty
Stomachs, putrid
Repeat…