Poetry, Random Ramblings and Rants

I’ve never been a big fish in a small pond

Never had much money

or guidance from the great beyond

never schooled like fish

I got my PHD in LSD

so I have been larger than life

a time or two in many a tiny pond

not up for any medals

or commendation

No blue ribbon, just red flags

and I carry my rage

and bad decisions

In tattered paper bags

Man of the year?

been saving up for man of the decade

for decades now

my connection to the human race

is sketchy at best

on the edge is where I’ve found my place

so I put on my word proof vest

to venture in from my inner outer space

Struggling with the spiderwebs in my mind

Trying to cope with them as assigned

Spiders approaching as so inclined

As another credit card is declined

This state of mind

That comes to stay

Then goes away

Only to

Return with vengeance

On another overloaded day

Then

Perhaps back to wence it came

But I can’t find

Any pattern or

convenient god to blame

I have found hope w/out Dope

Tho the ups and downs

feel very much the same

And life presents a monster

Too wild to tame

All my inherent sadness

has come home to roost

w/ more than a dash of madness

& resentments freshly juiced

Turn by turn I’m further gone

Spinning wheels in

Burning mud from hell

Dusk to dawn

& on & on & on

Poison water, poison air

poison thought and poison lives

Seems we’ve forgotten

that we’re members of a common hive

Some preach about God

then make the reach

that they’re the chosen ones

living privileged lives

Unwinding logic with arrogance

skipping out on penitence

while pissing in the wishing well

claiming the rest of us

have a one way ticket to hell

on a speeding burning bus

as they put ‘”Love thy brother as thy self”

and “Judge not lest ye be judged”

somewhere on a darkened shelf

meanwhile I’m sitting in the sun

on a near perfect autumn day

proposing that the “Right Way”

Is what’s best for ALL of us

know very well I ain’t

no saint

or claiming some “new” land

like the “esteemed” Columbus

or a pilgrim laying out a feast

on some altruistic table

inviting friends at least

instead I can’t help feeling

humanity was a good idea

right up to Cain and Abel

It’s almost 2 AM

I’m not sleeping

I’m crying

And dying a little in my weeping

Too much tragedy

Too much loss

Too much pain

For a man already

At the bottom of his game

I want to be invisible

Don’t want to be seen

Still I’d be divisible

‘cuz nothing is in between

& nothing is what I’ll become to you

LOOK MA! I’M NOTHING

TORN IN TWO!

I’m the right man for the job you say

It’s brutal but beautiful pay

& Honey isn’t coming home

and never will

the one I love is disappearing still

To see her try to speak

w/ no affect

& no words forthcoming

just a heartbreaking blank stare

We both know she’s going

but no one can say where

A moment of midnight

“Hey, look guys!”…

the pain comes shining through

Sanity fades from sight

& no one knows why I’m blue?

No, no one knows

What makes me blue

Sitting alone in the dark

thinking about what I had

until the theory went bad

Staring

out

a window

Into the night

Impulsive, this always hungry shark

No sense of Wrong or Right

& can you tell me the difference?

It’s not black or grey or white,

dawn midnight twilight

Only shades of blue,

shades of blue

No one knows just what we had

something went bad

‘cuz now you’re sad for

or mad at me

A chain of pain

I try to forge a key I’ll try to be content

I’ll try to be content

like a cat sleeping in the sun

I’ll try to be charming

I’ll try to be fun

the future can be alarming

a moment from midnight

what’s done is done

Moments in midnight

tell me about Wrong and Right

impulsive always hunting shark

swimming alone in the dark

a moment from midnight

Crystal birds

Blasting sunshine 

I’m drifting way past sleep

Sometimes mourning 

Comes when morning comes

Oneself must give oneself 

Time to weep

& Sometimes nothing comes

 & nothing goes

Find myself staring

Into empty space with 

nothing to give or keep 

The Cacophony Calliope

Never slows

Shaman drumming ancient vibrations

Calling from within the deep

Dimly lit cavernous echoes

Of perceptive cellular memories 

I watch the world

And wonder how many stop

To feel what lies beneath 

The surging surface emotions 

That we act upon 

It’s sad, we could be so much more

if we tried to reach that unseen door

Strange delivery

a smiling girl

a smiling sun

in a crystal sky

Summers’ Divinity

A pleasant breeze

Flowing hair

laying in the grass

heated air

Silken touch

childlike innocence

shining eyes

Under flowing hair

Give to me

Let me see

your Summer’s Divinity

Beaches and tans

lovers holding hands

Heaven’s golden stair

on flowing heated air

A ravaging wolf is Howling at the moon

Swallowing darkness in the hunt

Passion driven blood lust

Hunger hunt or mate to find?

Caterpillar, weave your womb

Emerge a butterfly

from the tomb

Graceful wings of God’s device

Gifted to live twice

To also see God

in a bird in flight

in summer starlight

Whispered in the wind

Never to recind…

Worship life