OLd CoLD CoFFEe IN the MornINg

Rays of rain fall into drooping eyes
plummet in to realizing why
I understand you, I cant I need you
lollipops of tasteless drops perform
dancing thats not ment to stop

Back in a car surrounded only fur trees
breathing halts as mind parts
from situation around me
finding I reliving things I tried leaving behind
in raveling hearts.

Fingers, that lingers
on backseat, first time that life fed me this kind
as we unwind I find nothing tends to matter
except moment for moment
that slips down roaring summit
falling these rain drops plummet

NOW I TASTE the old coffee,
bitter sweet as the cold energy reheats
revealing what could be true to me.

Hey is that me

Buried under dirt too many feet,
too many places to go and too many people to meet.
After this fiery heart loses its heat,
I think I know who had to me defeated.
My plan was for your heart and care a place to be retreated
Say why do I care about...
when there could have been another route.
take that dusty trail that snails down upon bliss
as I let you go and at instance should be at miss

About this dream I picked off the road,
a discarded memory for the taking,
but jumbled and hard to decode...
but hopes and alteration shall wake all the making.
Make, a laugh.
Make, a smile.
Make love.
Hold in hand to brace as a staff
keep you up for longer then a while
But do it
always for love.

A better round for a wistler sound

Pardon me,
I apologize to stay and have to say
that today you got me
trying to avoid the brutal bee
buzzing hum that runs clockwork
avoid a drone that
at resembles droids that drains down a spirit
on lurking in shadows from night shades
Hey was I wrong
Did I skip a single
Lying slender
Laying a singular chance
Did I let my heart string me along
Pardon I let your passion send me in a trance
It never occurred to me
look for you at the sea
searching for beauty from a song
A fairy
feeling magical forest brings me among
It never came across to me
to set sail for northern seas
searching for beauty from a song
letting your whimsical winds drag me along
your silent listening
drops me as you sing
Lend me your ear ladies
lady of my heart
apart me,
pardon me, forgive me any tears that I can give
A siren that begs for me to stay lost at sea
do you ever observe that living curve
Dragging me along
Me I coming along coming along I have been here all along

Catalog Cartel

blue bee behind boring bear
catches catalog cartel kill care
said sandy squirrels
while windy wonders waste the world

How absurd.
when walruses wait to wail a word
speaking spars sail and surround
and aerial arrest assault another around
talking tender touches taste terrible
for frowning fletches that fake forcibly,

Why wait?! We want worse!!
Cause crying can call the curse.
Red Riding Rails
Tells teller to many tales.

Terror Bird at Werren Bay

Burning sun sends days that can be heard,
here on Werren bay as flight is taken by the bird.
Days, weeks, forever shrouded in a terror
arms are held as killing smith
pain and sadness follow close with.
As diplomats and bureaucrats stand as barer.

See,
close by the sea,
and me I do see
men strapped in gear...
while wrapped lend over time over time fear.
shot is pass hair covered
helmet helpless ear
sands seep under running boots
countless lives sent back the same
pecking at say senseless root
explode fire gives no name for what was really there
see, say, regret screams that curls the blood
adrenaline pumps through the veins with defining thuds.
skin tumbles down from rumbling air
where fiery rein rains around from terror wings

And as I come back
with no lack of regretting light
that I was never there to share
the dying sons
of terror on that grainy bay
as the bird flew flight over war on a rainy day
and always run
for each pacing peace.

pidder patter of the bitter glances

The pidder patter of the bitter glances,
an eye full...open wide to see it all.
watching ever so intencly,
as I see you all cant seem to ignore me.
but the same moment I notice how
none care enough to actually know me
see not only now
but see the passing past reminds
the ploop curlump dunks into the rim of my inner eye
that view your knew critical agenda...
out of sight out of mind I'll dare to send ya

Away Ill let you sail
as waves of time drown
as to know that eventually
an end comes for all our tales
a falling droplet
of enternal trail

Sweetly, lying beside your crying

in a room,
an ugly little room.
on this bed
laying beside you
head to head
hear your tears hiding behind your hand.
and and and
and I decide to ride this train
emotion sliding on track...
In a room
on a bed
right beside
your pretty little head
knowing that I lay beside you,
till we get to the next stop and this all through.
In a room
beside your head
on this bed
till we're through

Oh, was that sparkle a Big Bang...

A night race that fell upon its body outside theses walls...
legs bent over to the ground, heart scattered upon the halls...
long columns of a thought,
single and separate,desperate of lost thought.
and everything that idea of you brought...
I swear to even a god, and even your God.
I put all my faith in the idea that sparkle in your eye,
the color in your lips, and the way you bit that smile
send shivers up my spine
and remind why I look at you
All creation was ment, and will mend... and send me towards your sweetly glimmering eye.

A fish Bowl under the Ocean...

Gold,
shimmering by a swimming fish.
I was told... to hold my breath...
waiting for reason under the leaves of changing season

What a fish bowl,
I find to be hiding in,
mind lost in a ocean at whole...
drowning in a Bowl,
when the ocean is surrounding around the hole...out.
A lovely gold fish catches my eye...
a tendency to shy, I try not to hide...
from emotion
I was told... to hold my breath...
under the sea...I see you and I swear I care.

A Cobblestone Road to Heaven

In sleeping dreams a eye walks alone
along the skies drifts up a cobblestone
and there their hearts joins a drome
Men of coloured suits play trumpets
and kazoos, forgetting to mention the Wopetts and their wazzos
A circus for silence of the night
waiting for lost sunset light.
In sleeping dreams a eye walks alone
along the skies drifts up a cobblestone
when hopes seep inward and out where wild bees roam
gentlemen dressed in black pretending thieves come home
Upward home
bound to stone
I'm coming
coming home

A bout

A bout
What to say
Foreigner fiends are friends to my detested end.
Love me for a person I could be… not for what I am…
And I’ll tell why, I’m not trying to sell a sham,
You never gave me the chance,
Here I am in a shell, deep fried in hell…
Where to paper is the only secrets I dare do tell,
A yoke is I in shell, a burning brain ablazed in hell.
A bout about aboat.
Drowning, do you sea what I see.
Love I could give If I only knew you would receive
I could but you neither would nor should
Hold my heart close to a light,
Despite my inner desires
Hold a ear upon your motioning breasts.
…………………………………………………………………………………

A pause to think of a rightly cause
To massacre the beast that burns toward the fiery sword of the west
As a puddle drips upward
I notice I am in love with being in love
And I should take this chance
To jump…
But to where

Cast away the rings, A matter of a Pistil

WIND- Door
Beg for a sense of more...

Fast reaction, for lowly eyes that feast on the sun,
cast aside the rings,
dropping two from two windows in hopes of them wearing wings.
flutter with demise apart from our eyes,
hearts splitting an forgetting unknown things .
But hear the there that dared to share the fare...
paying for a saying that lays on months of May...
may you see me for my sights spot the many days

WEATHER- Water
begging a walker footing falter...

you lost your focus
feast they cried
a toast to a locust
the gears that turn my slipping tears
NOT I, For IDES COLLIDE WITH SUFFERING TIDES...
RUSH BACK, BEFORE UNKNOWN FORCES ATTACK, FOR REASONS WE LACK...
coast along the coast, an edge that begs for our own.
and I of course got lost and denied your light...

BOAT- Flower
Your power over the Tower.....................
Right, and how? when the wrong side of my back is at a bow,
when at sea what deed let me throw my oars and,
quit the row-
land
a hero
a six shooter
shot each heart
how could you miss with those eyes...
cast on afloat
a ocean of tries
my boat sinks with your pistil

And took take a life to give a chance
your loves is at once an will for a while
send me in a prism trance.