Running

run from the calm.
run from the sea-
the gentle, rolling, and wild tumbling of the mighty sea…
when you run from these my dear,
you run from me.

Blast that bass
and fire that beam
eve, stillness,
begone!
man stomps here,
noisefully.
man treads here,
fearfully.

Child,
do not fear me.
Love,
do not run from me.
I am here,
to be adored.
I am here,
quietly,
I am here
like you.

There is a War going on
are YOU on the right side?

or can you shift with the eastern wind
and bend with the twilight-
through a raindrop?

It is a vicious little battle,
but they tell you that it is all fine,
to go back to sleep
to do it again.

Will you but awake
just imagine the possibilities.
Will you but awake.

Harvest

Take away my fears
my anger and my angst
and be sure to take away
my brothers’ too.
Twist in time
and tangled fate,
please
don’t make me wait
for release.
Apollo & Dionysus
in friendly embrace
enjoying the feast
after the hard fought race.
So come, my dear
my cross-dressing guide.
take away the ashes
I am ready to shine.

A Walk with Forever

Take a walk with me
If you want to see it.
Stroll along with me
If you need to feel it.

Tumble off the edge and shout.
Get on your knees and cringe.
Get on your belly and pray
for the worse
is coming.
Now open your eyes-
I’m here.

So come with me,
and feel what you won’t.
Come with me,
too close to the sun.
Come die with me,
just a little bit
and perhaps we’ll see,
perhaps we shall be.

Witching

Raccoon chitters
Cardinal flits across Lullwater
and Fish snaps at  Fly
as two blue pigs snuffle slowly by.
it is time
to close your eyes
and see.
HERE is the word
coming through silent licks
upon the velvet strings of Dusk.
listen,
as the sun drops
Knowledge on yer ass.
Are you ready
to Remember?

I got you…

“I got you baby, don’t worry”
she says as he pounds away.
Four hundred years plus,
not including a 3-5 year bid.
“I got you baby,
and I ain’t going nowhere”

The sound of melting plastic
alights through the air
as he pounds away to the
music.

Triceps vibrating, flexing with Rhythm
with the sound
with the sound
beats come over him,
beats….
from yesterday.
beats filled with missed promise
beats filled with opportunity
beats for a chance to shine.

“I got you baby”
he plays on his buckets.
“these sticks, these arms,
will carry you,
will carry me…..
will carry us
to liberty”

A buzz, a fire
electricity and desire
unbroken line
connects these two.
man & woman
father & mother
son & daughter
you can see
thick juicy cables
of love
and
of lust
joining them.
you can feel…
I mean….
you can actually feel
the love
Between
Man.
Between
Woman.
life force.
Love.