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River Of Love

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river

 

Reveling we glistened

Sensual luminescence

Kissed by the sun

Hedonic happy days

Owned by the sunrise

Romantic evenings

Belonged to the moon

On the River of Love

Fires of devotion

Rose above the bank

Celebrating a love

Blazing eternal

An epoch ago

Owners of the night

We dreamt by day

So many sunsets

Passed over our eyes

Searing our hearts

Combusting our souls

Swimming impassioned

Smoldering erotic across

The Burning River of Love

 

Two bodies entwined

In ancient ritual

Embracing naked

Waxing euphoric

Aroused by desire

Charred from passion

Rapturously content

Until we stumbled

In the wake of a flood

Joined by our ghosts

From our own shadows

Swept up in the current

Pulled apart

Three times under

Drowning in the River of Love

Separated we travel

Gradient in thought

Split across two rapids

Distant cascading rumblings

Unable to negotiate

An alliance of paradise

Our pact of unity

Ruptured

Forming new rivulets

Searching new ground

Dew drops from our eyes

Glistened in the morning reeds

Pieces of our hearts

Floating our own ways

Down The River of Love

 

Sometimes that’s just the way the river flows

Love follows the path of least resistance

Though at times it seems hard maneuvering

Rolling and dancing changing downstream

The river it always holds the promise of love

Drink in the river and sing its song of love

Jump in the water and let it take you along

Though its waters sometimes run treacherous

And the river charts the course of its choosing

Its always worth the ride

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Apathetic Winds Of Freedom

My Props to the Beat poets who changed our perceptions and ushered in an era of open mindedness

People fighting over flags

Killing for biscuits

that’s nowhere

Why should I care

I know what happens when you resist

Get caught in the wind of hate

Blow away

Not me

I just don’t care

I’m not chasing no windmills

Not for tulips anyway

Not gonna cut off my ear

Just to hear some music

Holding on to my sanity

Don’t need help from no stranger

I’m just gonna ride in the wind

The wind of apathy

For free

Bag your own groceries dude

I don’t work for you

I’m not your rag time man

I’m not taking no stand

I won’t vote for you

Ill be late for the debate

You can be the vice president

Makes you important I don’t care

My bag if full of unclean air

I am I said

Pathetically apathetic

So ill never drive a Lexus

Big deal

Never float on a luxury hotel

So what

Ill walk the mile if need be

In my own damn moccasins

Rather than take biscuit crumbs

From the tables of affluence

I don’t want their spare change

Maybe I’ll just go wind sailing

Riding high in the sky

Riding my apathy

To nowhere in particular

You think you’re free?

You’re a marionette

Don’t get choked by the strings

There ain’t Blue Fairy

No island of pleasure

Freedom is hazardous people

You really have to want it

You can’t keep it in your garage

You can’t hold it for yourself

You have to let it go

Set it free in the winds

The winds of apathy

 

 

 

 

 

Apathetic Winds Of Freedom

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beat

 

My Props to the Beat poets who changed our perceptions and ushered in an era of open mindedness

People fighting over flags

Killing for biscuits

that’s nowhere

Why should I care

I know what happens when you resist

Get caught in the wind of hate

Blow away

Not me

I just don’t care

I’m not chasing no windmills

Not for tulips anyway

Not gonna cut off my ear

Just to hear some music

Holding on to my sanity

Don’t need help from no stranger

I’m just gonna ride in the wind

The wind of apathy

For free

Bag your own groceries dude

I don’t work for you

I’m not your rag time man

I’m not taking no stand

I won’t vote for you

Ill be late for the debate

You can be the vice president

Makes you important I don’t care

My bag if full of unclean air

I am I said

Pathetically apathetic

So ill never drive a Lexus

Big deal

Never float on a luxury hotel

So what

Ill walk the mile if need be

In my own damn moccasins

Rather than take biscuit crumbs

From the tables of affluence

I don’t want their spare change

Maybe I’ll just go wind sailing

Riding high in the sky

Riding my apathy

To nowhere in particular

You think you’re free?

You’re a marionette

Don’t get choked by the strings

There ain’t Blue Fairy

No island of pleasure

Freedom is hazardous people

You really have to want it

You can’t keep it in your garage

You can’t hold it for yourself

You have to let it go

Set it free in the winds

The winds of apathy

 

 

 

 

 

HE RAN OUT

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he ran

He ran out of life
Before he ran out of time
Imprisoned by thought
Chained to apathy
Searching for more
Finding less

He ran out of light
Before he ran out of fire
Burning with pain
Blisters and tears
Searching for a spark
Finding scorched ash

He ran out of passion
Before he ran out of desire
Weak in the flesh
Dead in the soul
Searching for hope
Finding despair

So he ran out

Afghan Rose Powder

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rose

The rose
Beautiful but trapped
Petals wilting
In fields of asphalt
Where poppies thrive
While dandelions run free and wild

The dandelion
Free but unwanted
Facing hatred
Through killing fields
And sidewalk cracks
While roses win the hearts of lovers

The rose
Beautiful but deadly
Thorns of blood
Piercing skin
China white
Chaining souls
While dandelions run free and wild

The dandelion
Wild but trapped
Spores in the wind
Snared cotton fibers
Alive in a spoon
Dead on the streets
While roses win over the hearts of lovers

The rose is beauty and purity trapped in its own loveliness
The dandelion won’t be bought or sold trapped in its freedom

American History Y

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history

History is a thing of the past
Sacrifices made to appease esoteric gods and generals
Scribed in blood across fields of battle
Forged from discrepancies over the faithful dominion
Bearing monuments of granite to mourn our freedom
History is war in it’s inglorious redundancy
Death machines roll over boulders in search of flesh
Mindlessly crushing bones into a gravel pits of grief
Mechanical arrows dipped in chemical degradation
Silken fiery rocks lacking mercy roll the horizon
Leaving tales of soot and ash in it’s mournful wake
Burnt images of abalone gods praised on alters of fear
Built on false pedestals from the spines of men
Shovels pierce the earth to bury our agonies
Hidden deep under earth and out of sight
Grapes too wrathful for our vines so tender
As it was in the beginning so is it now
Our own creations
Who created who
At what cost

The American dream

Preamble
We the people who own the United States
In order to form a more perfect Dominion
Establish tax shelters
Insure domestic dependency on our products
Provide loopholes for corporations
Promote unfair trade practices in their favor
Do ordain and establish the Constitution of The United Corporations of America

Bill Of Wrongs
I Congress shall willfully and wrongfully tax the citizens except in the case of religion or corporation
II Congress shall wrongfully and willingly do whatever the NRA directs them to
III Congress shall willfully and wrongfully take advantage of the citizens it works for
IV Congress shall willfully and wrongfully disregard due process of law to whomever they see fit
V Corporations shall collude with banks to create credit to insure we will always have people in debt
VI Congress shall wrongfully and willingly assure their own raises, perks, and healthcare prior to considering any budget cuts

Pledge your allegiance, buy our products

I pledge allegiance to the Logo
Of the United Corporations of America
And to the Wall Street for which it stands
One nation strictly for the wealthy
And to all the denominations of the dollar for which it stands
Easily divisible
With liberty and justice for the rich

Watching The Smithtown Sunrise

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bluffs

Chasing rainbows late into the night
Full from liquid promises and pledges
Clock is spinning as final call gets called
Two lovers we stumble to find our fate
Let love take us to a scene of contrition
Where together we can rule the world
On the waves where creation forms day

On the shore below the Smithtown bluff
Seeing the world in galactic rapture
The sun archer casts arrows of silver
Up to the stars and into our hearts
Our love confirmed under rising warmth
Darkness shuts its eyes fading into sleep
Glowing proud a fiery sun struts into daytime
Love reigns below the sunlit Smithtown bluffs

Wet Cat Burglar in Red

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cat

Contains explicit innuendo. Recommended for immature audiences. Reader discretion advised

Cat In Heat

Like a thief in the night crawling through the window
Love snuck into my bed
Hit me hard my swollen head spinning ecstatic
Cat burglar dressed in red

Holy Toledo
Unbridled libido
The both of us came in the dark
Sharing hard love
Without wearing a glove
Maybe I should just disembark

She came in hard her hands gently stealing my heart
I know I’ll never be the same
Drove my auto erotic hot rod over orgasm cliff
Didn’t even give her name

Wanton lust
Had me trussed
She became the object of my blind affection
Set me on fire
With burning desire
My brain must have been inside my erection

While my head was aflame with lustful desire
Using my brain for kindle
She ignited the flames of my sexual passions
Then snuck back out of the window

Now I’m flaccid
Still as lake Placid
Just the memory of her climaxing scream
Feel so gratified
Feel so satisfied
I sure hope it wasn’t just a wet dream

Existential Freefall

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freefall

What’s my purpose
Why am I here
Am I merely an echo
Yesterdays thoughts
Traveling blindly
In a circular canyon
Living each day
Like every other
Of a cul de sac life
Is that all there is

Where am I
Am I here or there
Is anybody anywhere
Is today tomorrows yesterday
Or has yesterday just gone away
Is it all just one long trick
One long tricky delusion
A stubborn illusion
An intrusion
A fusion of mentality
To confirm someone’s reality
Of someone else’s life

Am I here and now
Then and there
At a distance
Near or far
High or low
Offering resistance
Expand my mind
Timothy Leary
Expand my world
M string theory
Dare I mention the tenth dimension
Quantify the quantum
Particles of confusion in collusion

Analog or digital
Reality or fictional
Ritalin will fix it all
Add alcohol and hit the wall
Fastest way to end it all
Who is what
Where is when
Will this story never end
The final page
The last word read
Close my book
I’m at the end

Here’s my confession
Life is merely a question
But death is an obsession
An impression of me calling
Freefalling
Into crisis
Is life really priceless
What happens when there’s no more passion
When the flames die down
Nothing left to burn
The fire goes out
Ashes strewn about
All that remains now
Is the final curtain
The sun and moon take a bow
We gather in the tree’s
Free fall in the breeze
Scenes fade to black
Wind rolls the final credits
Stamped with date and time
Here and now
Finished

Letters from Saigon

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saigon

A tearful museum of love, a handful of broken rain. Too delicate to swim, they both float in their pain
Sometimes it just seems too hard to go on
Stuck in a prison
Conquered by a vision
Reading the letters they got from Saigon

She recalled the sound of a doorbell cough ominous
Two silhouettes lurking from the shadow of moon
The Radio strained to obscure the sound of bad news
Words came in choking through sorrow filled gloom
Surrealistic two men stood looming in military dress
Bearing the words the family prayed never come to the door
Disregarding compassion reality entered into their home
To hug their baby boy in their arms nevermore

I hurt so much so please hold my hand
We both need something to help carry on
In the top of her closet a box full of tears
She showed him the letters she got from Saigon

Dreams are scorched when silence is at hand
Once the shootings over ain’t nothing left to be said
We sing some numbered songs whisper baby what’s next
Time to raise up love and then bury our dead
Struggling to understand why the end came so mean
While watching repeats of the squealing baby they tossed
One day brings the sleepless night playing on loops
Another day brings dark visions of a little boy lost

You can’t hold hands with a memory
You need to find some way to go on
In the top of her closet a box full of tears
As she re-reads the letters she got from Saigon

Always the rock dad must remain solid and strong
Can’t allow weakness just because life isn’t fair
Carrying the load for the son another’s war killed
Tortured alone every day with his own cross to bear
With a shake of his head his father cried silent
Promised for his family he would always fight on
Hidden in his workbench one envelope of tears
His son’s final letter that was sent from Saigon

Dear Dad,
Please don’t tell this to Mom. Three days ago one of our troops went out to another village and were blown up by a booby trap. They all died. Two days ago a sniper from the village shot and killed ten of my brothers, one of them right in front of me. Yesterday my best buddy Frank stepped on a landmine and lost his leg. A Hell of a way to get home right? All I could think was it could have been me Dad. My Sergeant got so angry he ordered one group to kill all the civilians in the village, women and kids too. They did it Dad, they killed them all, it was plain out and out murder. I’m so ashamed. I didn’t even try to do anything to stop it. I hate myself for that Dad. I wish I could come home to talk with you. We’re all afraid to talk about it because they might send us up to the DMZ. I wish I could talk to you to tell me the right thing to do Dad, I feel so lost and lonely. There is nothing but blood and death here in the jungle I just want to come home Dad. I hate it here. I’m trying to keep strong but I’m scared. Everyone around me is dying. Can’t sleep because of the fear and explosions. Please ask Father Duncan to pray for my soul and please don’t tell Mom. I don’t want her to worry. Be home soon Dad, I love you.
You’re Son,
John

MY LAI

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my lai

Dragon of death breathes over the village
Confusion cringing in fear of it’s God
Army of ghosts assemble in path of doom
Frightened by a flag of anger as they squirm
Panicked families under the heels of misfortune
Clouds rain fire across the jungle acid pathways
The red moon sniffles as it bleeds tears of sorrow
Domination spreads like a cancerous growth
Babes no longer sent to march into Toyland
Machine guns spitting shame across the oceans
Shocking the world with one cruel heartless deed
The weight of massacre befallen all of humanity
Anger and shame have defeated their innocence
Women and children slaughtered in claws of war
Not healthy for children and other living things
Cancel war and subscribe to peace
Before its too late
Peace