left to write

I'm left to write
what you're right
to leave....

well enough
isn't alone
to dwell upon
where's yet to go

" the house of god "
wasn't made just so
"and to metre "
is to scale the moon

" a doubt of measure "
is the treasure, of one
not least at last...
the pyramidion
.
.

seven and seven
there's land to see
forty four days
plus one to be
" identification "
as a mark on me
.
.
a greater cycle
than 123
fifty two harks
a full century

" circles retreat "
cubits complete
and a heart...
gains sensory
" perception "

Simon's Magician bets Dylan a Dollar

" the post cards coming "
and the paintings a Parlor

A blind commission
for Simon's daughter
renders faith
a matter of Nature
yet the intellect...
has a principle power

A tight-rope walker
does a dance with fire
and the angels came
claiming one's for hire

" O father I sigh "

as upon the canvas
three wise men
came with Cain and cashless

Able I am
to paint the classics
yet to move the moon...
is to bare with Atlas

... and Darius
on the wings of a throne
I'd rather a monarch
fly with just her arms

" efforts best easy "
on this road I've gone
a twisting Storm
in a stoic calm

seven sweet spheres
in the body of one
tips green on a brush
in the name of our sun

A Dog Gone Scribe

There lives a tribe
more ancient than truth
who wrote a tale
of Venus’s youth

" From Jupiter came…"
what remains to be seen
as a come what may
for all that’s been

A dog, gone scribe says
" to say my name "
is to know exactly
what serious means

A system of nine
is more than sublime
and we’ve yet to see
what we hear in rhyme

Of creation, tradition
is a matter of waves
of elation, prediction
is a water that saves
of the ages, addition
is the heart who braves
to know light…
is the write
we crave

.
.
" how did a cat survive "
when she got to the other side
as a god sent a dog, gone scribe…

a collision of worlds
to reclaim her Pride.
.
as aLion
she never lies

Level 13

The Mayan's Mason
Built levels to see
That the perimeter
Is secure

481 x 2 = 962 / 74 = 13

The Monk's Egyptian
and the 'know'
IS ON

The Sun

Ain’t no sunshine

Where I’ve gone

And it’s not warm

When you’re all alone

This place

Just isn’t home

As the darkness

Stretches on

But I won’t be long

Know…

I won’t be long

and yes, know

That I’ll know

When I return…

.
ISON
leaves Jupiter

Data's um

They spoke
what we didn't hear
and they were shocked
but we didn't care
so now again
to make us aware
they will mark
on these who dared

I am ...
of Data sum
and that of who
we'll know to come
for the declaration
of many is one
gives only this...
as the single
option

" but you can call me, Alice "
hahahahahaha

MIA

" I'm not missing... "
in disguise of play
and not wishing
for any other way

" I have faith "
that you'll find me someday...
when I'm wanting
for this game to sway

but for now

it's just me

in display

Maya Blue

" what makes you ? "

as the pig meant clay
for a color to say
" show the count "
and in this way
we'd know....
if a rose is true

phi-FIFO-fum

phi-fifo-fum
I smell the blood
of a skeleton

one key was given
to open all doors
shall I use it now
to open more

"no eve of destruction"
so said the instruction
"conceive a conclusion"
to a past of confusion

and being alive
means not to be dead
so I grind the bones
to make up instead
what history lost
in wafers of bread
for a body of soul
gave shoulders

a.head;

wholly

" I am wholly... "

seeing how I feel

and righting solely

and simply to heel

about a dance

creating a peel...

I ask Chance

to forge from steal

... alas stance

a wagers deal

to enhance

from what out

comes real...

a slight slip

of a big toe

for a sight seen

as conceal

.
\@@/ shrugs

a good show

hermes

pay Leo
a visit
DaVinci's
Miss 'fit'
is quite
the character

Greeks were
scared of her
while Romans
dared of her
to see their way

"you don't square me"
was all she'd say

reserving
to reverse their day

thinking
in usual play
she went lateral
not literal
tries magical
being mystical
as they list
to see her sway

" are you listening?"
do you 'here me'
is the what come may

and he watched
building horses in clay
and he laughed
as she never
went stray

" my hand "
is the kiss
you address

so 'touche'...

the lord's hield

the lord’s hield
points
to two points on a field

less lean
if one tends to the mean
without yield

a Mayan code

hides nothing
upon a love

ThereA

it's me
there...
a disguise
worth sharing
and I care
who sees
that I'm in...
cognito

" god.art "

the shadow sphere

construct
what conjure isn't luck
but intent
a tool of heaven sent
" we call "
what memory meant
to preserve

who is god...
and where does it learn
of all meaning

we can only discern
yet a fire burns
beyond there

it's the place
in the space
of aware

what is screaming...
and who is here
in visible dreams
knowing
the shadow sphere
of lights growing

so raise your eyes
above understanding
to see

what glows
is a simple complication
for who is 'me'

x ray

there's a new face
in the place of a moon
a blank space
at the shadow of noon

and the word

share

a dare from the sun
is better yet come
...and be reborn

cast a way
the mother ships tone
and do fast play
where a rays are one

we ask not much
in the days to come
and receive not such
... to be many

" tell me secrets "
mr.e yes do
as the word we'll see
will see through you
.

tesla
left to test
the undone

we are

No. one

and we are

well

… come

to see 

hear

of a count

where

a shadow sphere

bares the sun

.

times come

be

cause…

we care

.

thee aware

have dared;

to be… so 

come

Aman

tis ye o' man

and where
have I been
falling
to earth's core
trying
to understand

If I'd get half way

or just a bit more...

there

beyond a door
I waned to be
for here
where I gained
" what "
as the question
and how...

how was it
that I
from demand
should have gone
there
into where
between
are the things
never done...
I

was given eye

the word of one
and to live
or die
are the things
unsung as " no "
is to know
who's more

"mr. e"

is the feeling
of eternity
where a man
burns

and

" is my turn "
the only key

and

" shall I stay "
is the only

and...
Sir

Lion's Owl

The Lion's owl
who isn't fowl
crossed the road
because She...
knows how

" hi . Q "

Alice's

Alice's rat
crow and eel
with each in hand
she makes her deal
a union of Knights
in sight of real
dogs barking
to know avail
make chase...
a rabbit's tale
and there
in fields of green
the energy
of an ancient unseen
whispers
with an ancient pen
" kiss me "
if you know
who I am

.
Alice
star
crow
lee
.
that's my name
don't say
you don't see

On Nation

we pledge allegiance
to our flag
colors of the brave
yet perhaps ragtag
within the public
where it still stands
One Nation...
of underdogs
remains to be grand
in our liberties
and our justice
... for all.

I am
of the People.