war

"hunh! what is it good for
absolutly nothing"
here we are
humanity
struggling
for land power oil
here we go
killing ourselves
our planet
our souls
we
make war
we understand little
about
commandments
lessons taught
by
prophets
by
our deep
inner
life

war is fear
war is greed
war is hate
war is revenge
war is
our dark side

let us
remember that we
are
light

lets let the light shine
let it shine

the awful spectre of war
can be lost
then we can be found

love
is the only difficulty
the only answer

creation

we are being drawn
toward the edges
of love
marking our way with
the strands
of memory
and
of deeds

we linger with the notes
of childbirth
and
of dreams
then
like
growing flocks
of gentle birds
fly
again

new horizons
melt into our eyes
paintings
flow in and through
our senses
color fly
light
moves
then
flickering
pass
into
reflection

we attempt holding
these
illusions

the winds
of passing
move us
like leaves
our skin
changes
our eyes
darkly
light the way
we must
move on
a constant
promanade
of home
family
friends
money
joy
sadness
gain and loss
birth and death
our creation
stands
like ice in the sun
until
the earth and stars
contain us
and new creations
begin
we are the sight
the sound
the taste
the
recognition
the
mindefulness
of
the universe
we are
the great
rising and falling
succeeding
failing
falling and soaring
we create
we destroy
creation and creator
of creation
with creation
in creation
created
we are
the great
I AM
then
and then
no thing
and then
all things
once again
into
the infinity
of
all creators
all creation
in all ways
forevermore

this old cloud

this old cloud keeps hanging overhead
like some old imp who eats away at dread
and here we sit like targets for the wealthy
squeezing us for every drop of healthy

well we won't stand for constant rainy weather
we'll dry off down to the smallest feather
then we'll fly as if it never stopped here
far away from constant aching fear

clouds are made to test our honor standing
so we can make it through with shining grace
standing tall and knowing we're demanding
that we show the best of the human race

all we can do is never give up living
with strength all filled with love and the joy of giving

be present

be present to all
this is the warrior path
this is the peace path

she worries

she worries
she worries
she steps into the dark
she never had to worry 'bout this
and i say
lets look at the light
lets see the sun
what is it we're holding onto
it'll vanish when we are gone
we have to take the blows
the darkness with the glow
and when we have to go
it goes with us
lets not worry about the stuff
we have our family and that's enough
we can live on what we have
until the sunrises
again
i have faith in my childhood god
the one who helped me through
the one who guided me
and he will
help you too
you have to know
you have to trust
you have to stay right here
in the moment
you must
when we look at things this way
all the worry falls away
then there's room for us to say
life is good
don't you see we're taken care of
don't you know we're temporary
don't you feel it in the air
it's right there
it's with you

waiting

i spend lots of time waiting
for this and for that
for those who are late
for my time up to bat
if i am late too
i go very crazy
if others are late
well to me they're just lazy
i wait for the work
i wait for the mail
at least i'm no convict
waiting in jail
i wait for the doctor
i wait for the calls
i wait and i wait
it's no fun at all
i wait for my money
i wait for the train
i wait for my agent
it drives me insane
i wait for a paycheck
i wait for for a job
i wait for most all things
i feel like a slob
i wait for a savior
i wait for my food
i wait and i wait and
it does me no good
i wait for an answer
i wait for my money
i wait for the bees
to make me more honey
i wait for results
i wait for the tests
i wait for the time
that will bring me some rest
it's hard all this waiting
it's hard to do this
i need to relax
and stop making lists
so i'll just hang out here
right where i am
until theres no waiting
that's simply my plan

anger and tears

this morning i felt all my anger and tears in great storms
i could not control my heartache and lonliness harm
i wept for and hour regretting the life i have led
missing my children the joy in the family i had

the tears were not bitter or sweet they were filled with regret
knowing that i'd made mistakes that i cannot forget
that my anger and temper have driven my lovers away
including the friends that i've hurt with my self serving ways

it came at me from every direction this morning
as if all the death and disater of life i was mourning
i feel it right now as i sit in my lost and sad way
this thing in my heart that is hurting so badly today

to know what to do is so out of my weakening grasp
i feel i look forward to my shallow final last gasp

headliner

headliner headliner where can you be
are you under a rock or behind an old tree
the time will get short and so will the lines
if we do not find you just in the right time

headliner headliner won't you appear
we need you we need you long before the new year
this is important people are homeless
desperate lonely starving and loveless

you must understand that this is quite serious
you need to appear before we're delirious
the need is so great it's on my tv
these people so need us to help don't you see

so headliner headliner we need you now
to help the recovering people somehow
its right in our soul deep in our hearts
to help with the ends and start with the starts

we know you are out there we're waiting to hear
for the good news you bring the time draws so near
come in to our welcome come into the light
we know you are with us we know we are right

so come greet us here don't feel we're so small
so that deep in your heart you can really feel tall
we'll wait and we'll look for the magic to happen
we know it's right there we can hear the folks clapping

so come out where you are come out of your hiding
for the great noble cause that we so are abiding

sureity

demons
those rascals
hopping around
inside
looking strange and flawed
it's
a mirror
it's what i see before me
life makes
strange images
appear
a
hall of mirrors
mind games

wanting to run
i press forward
i move through the muck
of imagining
like an ice breaker
fog lights dead ahead
can't look back
can't deny
those in need
no matter what
my situation becomes

life
spins slowly away
birth
is constant
the rainbow
lives
the pot of gold
is the joy
of making a difference
so i take
my
self
to the edge
i look out
and see the canyon
it is beautiful
i leap
i plunge
my wings morph
my
eyes become sharp
i sing the song
of the eagle
i see others
soaring
in the distance
these are the wings
of
god
of all faith
of
this new adventure
moving
into
my soul
into the canyons and the clouds
of
constant
unrelenting
birth

sunday

cool outside
sunday
here we go day
the challenge is before me
chairman me
going to make things happen me
with my lady
my chairman
driving me forward

can i do it
am i able
i want to help
am i the man for the job
clearing my head
coffee
breakfast
suppliments

and then
survival
the pressures of
providing
a combination
like an earthquake
shaking me daily
challenging
patience
intelligence
faith

i so wish to go on
i so pray to succeed
i wait daily for
my voice
i wait to hear i
feel it
i wait to be drawn out
to be brought to life
the road is long
i get ready
i step into the void
i am
held
in the arms
of
love

beauracrat

not so fat
somewhat regular
not soft
brilliant some
on the dark side
of the
source
and
the other side
then
there are
those who try the middle
ground

going in cold
feeling out of place
knowing that the road
is slowly traveled
to find
the help we try to give
so that some
may
live out their lives
warm
fed
loved

seeing the need
gut shot with it
i am drivin
i am not alone
i feel it in the open air
like a sudden bird of music
shouting
go
diving swooping
calling out
go
do that thing that
makes you feel
alive like
song and thunder
stillness and wonder
here we are
the world turning
changing
leaping up
shouting
go
go
go
go do
go do your heart
break your sacred
seal
the levels are falling
the chaos
is rising
the streets are empty
in
times square
the homes are flooded in
the utah desert
go
life is
a long meeting
a
long day
a big
yes
go
go on now
go on now
thats right
go on
go
do right
reach
work
pull hard
hold the hand in need
work through
tears
laugh like a childhood
feed your family
give all
take nothing
go
this is the long
run
this is
the time of strength
prayer
do not turn away
hold hold
go to the danger
run to it
go
this is a maze
filled with
opinion
with self
walk
head high
look beyond it
the light is there
go
the light
the light
the light is there
love
lives in the darknes
the light is there
go

thank you

for all that surrounds me
for the strength to do the right thing
for the constant prosperity of my life
for my children
for my wife
for my friends
for poetry theatre art
music
for the extacy of discovery
for the dakness and the light
for my health
for this life
for my family
for all good and beautiful things
for all of it
i am so greatful
i ask this
comfort for those who suffer
shelter and food for the hungry
drink for the thirsty
love for the lonely
laughter for those in dispair
freedom for those who are in prison
justice for the innocent
peace on earth
protection for children
easy death
rest
may the earth be blessed
it has given all of us
this wonder
this life
amen

dreams

disaster dreams and horror filled my sleep
my daughter kidnapped then my search to find her
i turned into a monster woke myself
junkie dreams of rape and fear of murder
the stress of no real job is getting to me
the constant struggle to help those in need
the fact that i must face my growing older
worry that i still have mouths to feed
maybe that is were the dreaming comes from
fighting for a way to make things better
holding up the weight of life and then some
praying for a break in this bad weather
what i do from now on counts a lot
survival's on my plate i'm on the spot

Haunted House

this house is haunted
yes it is
every corner of it
generations
babies laughing
playing
food and love
loss and sweat
happy gatherings
fireside musings
sad news
silence
music
storys
prayer
hope
joy
dispair
this house is haunted
with voices
with memory
it is palpable
it is
real
the beams in the ceiling
hewn by hands long past
hold the memory
of the those who
passed them
as they stood
in the woods
holding
birds who's nests
spawned song
flight
weathered storms
and
seasons
now they remain
sentinals
observers of generations
these walls have
watched childern grow
the old pass away
endured storms
seen sons
leave for
every war
held
wounded soldiers
passing
treated here
has seen
daughters
give birth
raise children
this house is haunted
with music
conversation
passion argument
laughter
the smells of savory food
animals and children
this house holds the work of many hands
hard handed work
soft rememberances
rest
peace
longing
revelation

spirits
wander
spirits blend
spirits become harmoney
become the very texture
substance
strength
and
will
of lifes journey
this house is filled
with
humanitys wealth
this house is haunted
this house is haunted
with all who have
passed this way
this haunted house
lives and breathes
this wonderful
beautiful

home

lives

The Last Rose

the last rose of summer stands so ever watchful
as it does at this time every year
blooming full and beautiful 'fore fall
becomes the color of the smallest tear

it signals that another year has past
that my place is limited to time
that all things born were never meant to last
as i pass fom this life to sublime

the rose is but a subtle small reminder
that my time is precious to be spent
on things i've always hoped for to be kinder
before my final moment this time rents

i am but a passing conciousness
the rose a lovely sight i am so blessed

Dark Night 4 (aftermath)

the wrath of nature is the wrath of god
destruction from a wind with demon howls
the poor and helpless left behind to slog
through the awful stench of satens bowels

the destruction so compleatly paralyzing
overwhelming all who had to stay
making life a hell of earthly reason
showing man the smallness of his ways

through it all the hearts of valient souls
run into this hopless awful hell
into the sickening grime and wailing woe
to save the life still left to make things well

bless the souls who help this changing world
as the sails of change sadly unfurl