everything

Dark
Drifted passion
Settles into silks
The waves
Of timeless silence
Breath holds
Our truth
Touched skin
Sweetly stuck
Shared glances
In forever eyes
You give me
Pieces of your heart
Wrapped in gold
And dreams
Want for nothing more
My whispered warmth
Tells you
You
Are
Everything

dreaming

Fall of night
Godless charcoal gray
Silhouettes against
The flick of guardian light
Gingered steps of small beasts
Window side
The sound of sleep
Clamoring
Through nature's door
Blurring scapes
Fuzzing pillowed cotton
To visions of you
¤
The sun keeps me warm
Fire wrapped
Spanish horizon
Each word in my ear
Tongue licked
Each finger on my skin
Tongue licked
Sacred shadows
Bury deep inside me
Timeless sky
Thrust under skin
I see with eyes closed
¤
From saints
And tines
His royal lineage
Bared apparent
From jester to joker
He makes me laugh
Every shattered silence
Filled with the each of us
Our remote island
Of unconditionality
From core's depth
We blend slow

I'd call you...

Out of blue night
Star shined
In daylight
With a winking
Glimmered echo
Of golden heat
I'd call you the sun
You reflect
Each smiling beam
From the moon and back
On gentle waves
Of a salted sea
Almost completely closed off
By earth
¤
From my half sky
You tap the panes
Of glass
Feet from my bed
Soft fingertips
There and gone again
I'd call you the rain
Opened window
Warm wet skin licked
Dusted drought
Changed
To a forest stream
Quenched
From the sky
¤
Smooth of rose petals
Velvet blanket
In mid autumn
Nocturnal eyes
Refracting every word
To intimate artistry
I'd call you the night
Wrapped warmth
Under my skin
To burst
Timeless affection
Lifts me
Every moment of you
Inspiring day

wallflower

Scribbled words on the wall
Sad graffiti
My life story
Looked at
Analyzed
Judged
They wander away
To the next wall
And to the next
¤
Nothing special
They say
Run of the mill
Dream factory
They brood
¤
I'm entertainment
In passing
Then dropped
Like a child's game
Plucked flowers
Cracked dry to unspecialness
These words
Droop with the same old
Same old

deep glow of blue

Cry
No one sees
I hold it well
Something in my eyes
Trying to leave me
Letting go
Universe hid
Explained away
Red puffy skin
Deep glow of blue
Nothing of time
Passed

if i saw you today

If I saw you today
Could I hold you in the shattering moments of time
Arms wrapped around skin I've held so tightly in nihilistic conception
My heart rises to my throat as I inhale you at your neck
Eyes close and the universe stills itself
Stopping for eternity as we become a single moment in the fog of millions
Kissing your cheek
Your head turns and your lips meet mine with passion's introduction
Positioned eyes open right now
And always
If I saw you today
Time would stop
And I would follow your skin to the letter

hurly burly

Stretched rib cage
Curdled fat
Beneath the wrinkles
Of decades
With searing optical zoom
¤
Gut ripped
From cunt
To vocal cords
Split open
To see what's inside
¤
My heart beats
Words and love
Through tired veins
Useless organs
Squirming in thought
¤
Holding on to you
Each piece of me
Saturated
A sponge of simile
Died red
¤
The purr
Of knowing
So lost
In the death of night
I can barely hear you breathe
¤
Man
On the moon
As the moon
I'm opened
You watch from the sky
¤
The alone
Of this muted hurly burly
Un bear able
As scalpel's edge
Through thin skin

star cluttered

The death of me
This wasting away
Six months making
Here I lie
Cliff dove
Waterless bottom smashed
Police tape crossed
Seeing sky
I can hardly breathe
Self-induced bubble skin
Up and down
With desperate breaths
In stewed broken promises
Waiting for word
The Fuck Off
The I Miss You
I die
Every night
Every morning
Knowing what I do
The right and wrong of it
I do
Blinded by night sky
Cluttered with stars
There is a moon back there
Somewhere
Lost messengers
Tear carmelized papers
Letters fall to dirt
Mixing with earth
And I die
All over again

dream of death

His death dream
Feeling lost
In hidden secrets
His chest bleeds
Salted tide rising through
Beached sand
Gulls open his skin
¤
He dreams of us
Together
Apart
Pain
Happiness
We sleep
The washed white shore
¤
Sky turns orange
Moon turns gray
Our bodies melt
With the setting sun
Salt water
Pulls
Drawing us down
¤
Tunnel sought
Light locked
Blood still runs
On the still white
Day passed to
New moon night
Forever in the palm of his hands
¤
In death
He forgets me
Hiding his knife
With his secrets
His caged dragon
Stolen scales
Heated with fire
¤
He walks
Looking for me
Unremembered
He won't call out to me
I'm unknown
Dead
His dream of death

IV

Blood on my hands
won't wash away
Palm pooled
I run my fingers
through hair untangled

Slow motion
Of present time
pulses in dehydrated
Rebellion
No intravenous speed

Slicked back
Congealed red
The crimson
Of my mistakes
Browning

psychology of losing

I'm tired
I can't tell you
How I feel
•
These words
These
Words
Insufficient
In artistry
Unrecognized
In reason
•
I'm tired
Of digging
For the right words
Only to sound
Stupid
Or needy
Or desperate
Or just wrong
When
I
Am
Not
•
I'm tired
Of exploring
The depths
Of caverns
And canyons
Untouched
Until you
•
And you
Are no longer here
•
But the words
These words
Continue on
Looking for
Their meaning
My meaning
Waiting for
Some grand reward
That doesn't exist
•
This is still
Not right
What I write
•
My tired search
For accurate
Transliteration
Of what's inside
•

fractals

Like fractals
Endless fall
Into the same
Design
Comfortable
Squares and circles
Repeated patterns
Since childhood
•
Same skin
Stretched thin
Wear and tear
Goosebumps
And razor blade
Shaped like glass
Sharp crescent moons
Touching blood
•
My eyes
Squeezed closed
Circling insects
In rainbow patterns
Black shadowed
Silhouette
You touch me
My open eyes
.
.
.

steel moon

I
Close
My
Eyes
•
The fog rolled in
Obscuring
Stars and sky
Mostly
The moon
Feels lost to me
•
I burn like
The sun
In this dark
Of night
Wanting to drown
The soft glow
Of moonbeams
And suicide
•
Cheated reality
Pond cast
With frail line
Apart the light
Falls falling
Reach reaching
A single finger
For more distance
Stretched
To touch the moon
That isn't there
•
But he is
In all
His human form
Whole of feeling
Rimmed with
Steel and pain
I wish I could
Melt away
With the touch of my hand

3 poems

whisky soaked words
neat
in a tall glass
•
•
•
lying naked
in a field of dandelions
one gentle blow
and I am reborn
•
•
•
the struggle of the fly
is lost
on the spider
•
•
•
Poems are published in issue #95 of
Bear Creek Haiku
.
.

art of communication

Where am I left
Without my tongue
Pink meat slab
Behind glass
Sliced paper thin
With a butcher's knife
Green transacted
Forked
Slithered
Bumpy taste buds
Dulled to death
Communion with strangers
Weighted hands
With all my words
My air breathing
Mouth saliva
Blood filled
Speechless
Struggled grunts
No soft kisses
Or gentle
Braided entanglement
Bites
And biting
Surrounded by dry lips
Wet teeth
Down clenched throat
In angry contempt
Of tongueless
Malignancy

over stayed welcome

Sitting here
Staring at all the words
Written on the wall
None are mine
My fingertips
Claw down the plaster
Nails on a chalkboard
Feeling the meaning
Of other people's pain
Drawn in
Sketched out
Tortures
Beat through my chest
Feet welded to asphalt
Unable to move
I fall into this
Bottomless pit
Of vicarious empathy
Red hair pasted
To cheeks with tears
I want to give
Myself away
To help make the words
Disappear
Releasing sensitivity
But I'm afraid
I've over stayed
My welcome

metal & flesh

Hot
Molten steel
Arc of
Elecricity jumps
Igniting sparks
Like stars
Hotter than the sun
Joining together
The unfamiliar into
One
Slow moving
White fire
Back and forth
Burning friction
Our mutual combustion
All that's left
Is cinders
And slag


Ripe peach
Soft texture
Between your lips
Sweet nectar
Drips
From your chin
Extract
Distilled
Luscious tongue
Regales
Divine flesh
Until the peach
Has come
And gone

bingo

This bowl
Of words
Tossed about
Like bingo balls
Blue haired
Guesses
Hoping for
The right one
The winning words
That spell out
The meaning
That frame
The undone
That celebrate
The you
The me
The us
In this lonely little world
I want
The right words
To give to you
To blot out
With your
Giant red marker

my love as the wind

From mountaintops
Snow caps to clouds
Flying under wings
Through talons
Speaking air's language
|
Touching the rays of sun
Beams of moon
Light of stars
Darkness of naught
Hot or cold
|
Rolling over wild vistas
Through tree covered valleys
With a bird's eye view
Gently pushing the tops
Of green crowns
|
My breath
Over and under
Branches and leaves
Caressing wild beasts
As they go about their business
|
Into the echo
Of dry canyons
Painted red boulders
Desert dry heat
Kicking up dust
|
Smoothing the white caps
Of rough seas
Plunging past seaweed and fish
In the deep end
Of blue water
|
Shouted from soap boxes
Sandwich boards
And bus stop miscreants
On urban
Street corners
|
Mixed in the din
Of noisy dirty night clubs
Sticky table bottoms
Sweaty strangers
Bathed in neon
|
Whispered from my lips
To your ear
In quiet naked moments
Out of breath
And with full lungs
|
Anywhere everywhere
Wanting to tell you
Into the empty cup of no return
Still
I love you

excerpt of something bigger

A thousand times over
Buried deep in the sands
The hottest deserts
Under pyramids
Embedded
In the foundations of nomads
I am the earth
Bubbling up to meet you
Each grain
My degree of feeling
Caring
And knowing
You will always
Not be mine
Grains in the hourglass
Ticking away time
Ticking
To the next life
And the next
Knowing
You will always
Not be mine
Separated by lives
Meant to be lived
Numb
Feeling separately
To core
To marrow
To the dawn of existence
Blanketed by stars in the sky
Ticking
I will live happily
This burden
A smile
Joy in my heart
If you could find
Happiness you wholly need
And deserve
Making you peace
Silenced of ghosts and demons
Taking them
To twist and torment
My skin
Crumbled to sand
Leaving yours
Lit by stars and moonlight
I want to hold your face
Look into blue
Taking your pain
You are made of stardust
Perfect
Flawed
Particles as you are
I love you like my best friend
I love you
Knowing
You will always
Not be mine