Atoll

A toll of Nature
or one of man…
Death’s own count
on account of ‘we can’
show out loud
souls taken by hand
in the nameless faces
fall traces of sand
timeless places
now taking their stand

all this
in the name of I AM

reconcile
to the pace of ‘no end’
in dimensional space
there it sent onto land
what it is … ‘to receive’

live
what it used to believe
and be
what it was to deceive
four on
the account of Death
only one is to see

“… the name is Isabella
and I have 13 paintings
on my sleeve
if they bare your name
then with me
you must leave … "

All the ears rang
and by one
they
came

600 years

Soon

I will be

Six hundred years

It was a test too

See without fear

And soon

A 'settle' means two

Levels amuse

What a muse is to do

"the odds are even"

high five at noon

cheers at that

a maze

a maize god said
amaze me dog
a maze unread
with a ways
unheard

copps a robber

"... cops a feel ..."

takes a touch(e)

to know what's real

at the but of a gun

no jokes how fun

loves a bullet

and the point

sure hertz

get a handle

on a brain

spilling

kilz....

"brush strokes..."

a primer

hearts ache

for a finer thrill

benz a mind

up a winding hill

.... it's time to fly

a righteous

for the words

"never dye"

doubles edge

a knife

butter flows

a net and

a sharp ledge

....wanders....

the bitter good

is a just read

a better nut

on a honey

indeed....

I meander....

and a river runs

a muck "quack"

float there

to return a puck

the hot keys

on a player

in luck....

you cut my heart out...

...from the back of an 'ass'

you cupped a part south

....of a boardroom gone bad

you ripped a fart out

....from under a mill

you wrote for art sake

....on account of my soul

my will to live

is beyond what's gold

"survivor"

just a simple

show of the bold.

forbidden

i’m not sure ‘forbidden’
but i do think you really gotta want it…

like nothing before
but a balance of a deal
you make at the door
your thoughts stay calm
while it taps the floor
your heart will strain
while it tests you sore
and your brain will change
then you’ll want to explore
your in.sane will remain
but unknown and unsure
you’ll be unfamiliar
but then you’ll see
it’s always been in you…

remain calm
we’ve been here before.
believe your body
when it feels for more
then know yourself
it’s a body of wealth
the knowledge within
begins at your skin
and it’s hardly, forbidden.

PurgeA.Story

purgatorium the moratorium
seldom do we hear them rhyme
the memorandum said its time
thirty three wells shut down…
drilling kills while it fills us up.
TheOis! Just what I said it’d be…
A very hard lesson by way of see
and it’s a process undeniably

”...do you pick your roses?...”

I cut them just before seed
Dad said, they’d keep blooming…
It’s the charm in the garden knowing
Just how to keep things growing
Extend the harvest for feeding
Stop the oceans bleeding and
Unite as one in the clearing a
Measure calls a Lion daring
An amusing muse, in deed…

”...purge a story honey…”
”... there’s an owl
on the face of the money…”
”...lazy are the many…”
and crazy are the few
who dare play checkers
in a gumbo stew…

Welcome, we’re in Limbo
Facing a truth growing below
“the nothing is coming”
as an under tow
”...We went through fire…”
”...it used to be water…”
death becomes matter
”...forgive them Father…”
blood is thicker
then the mighty dollar
when death becomes kin
they’ll think a bit faster…
a true and natural disaster
can happen as life in the after
purgatorius won’t be so glorious
if the ignition becomes a blade

This can be a heaven
and this can be a hell
even if we’re head on’
at the gates of a well

”... I’m waven…”
It’s the story of a venture
where the goods assure
that we’re not craven
the earthly treasures
we’re not deserving
lessons can be learned
in serving…
but who’s to say
what’s really worth earning
when treasures are measured
in things worth learning
and to purge a story
that can call a yearning
is to lead a Nation
to a heartfelt burning

”...we know the truth
is in what we’re not doing…”

Chess...

...but you recall how to play?
pon takes queen... check.mate.

i hope your boat sinks.
maybe then you'll remember...

"... the captain of the 'winning' team...loses their head..."

Right and Wrong

right or wrong

Tears in the tar
carried far
cry the dolphin
to a passing star
...help us…
see the gulls
who now don’t fly
see the whales
who search for sky
coast of destruction
while they all stand by….

experts tweet
executives meet
“fool proof plans”
don’t mean a thing
while seagulls die
without their wings…
drilling
is it really
what you want?

Gulf coast spill
and Ecuador
the Exxon Valdez
the Queensland shore
yet new drills poised
to poison some more
... what are we asking for…

bitch and preach
don’t mean a thing
if we can’t walk our talk
without convenient rings
tones explode
and we’re to know…
that a saying was penned
and is so true…
“we can’t have the cake
if we shit in the stew…”

to make real change…
is to change how we ‘do’.

Come.Passion.Calls

See the money?
it’s not in one place
See the help?
it’s not in one face
My my…
See the Pass?
it’s the call of our Age
our time to change
...what’s important.

Come. Passion calls
on us all to pass it on
use the Write
to correct a wrong
amuse in delight
to carry on…

Come and Pass it on…
Coastal states
troubling winds
change the game
by way of minds

”... don’t quit we’ve
Just, begun…”

shellfish lost
and selfish laugh
but hells not frozen
and we’re not half
as complacent as
you might think
we can grow a fish
in a shell of p!nk
that’s right…
new.tone
generation brain
on a better horizon
While farmers fish
and cast a net
the Cornman smiles
and our farms are wet.

Tourists will come
to clean the shore
change your rooms
and open the doors
learn to be safe
then teach us how
earn our keep and
let your business grow
give me a shovel
and take me to sand
show me some oil
and I’ll give my hand.
I’ve vacationed before
on your pristine land…
I was a ‘shopper’ then…
But when I return,
I’ll be your friend.

Fame Us...

...Passing on the Flame…

Fame Us… there is no shame
we are all the same, they said
circles in the night delight
to behold a new flame…

Light in the shadow of truth
becomes the sight of art that’s true
regrets knot know what love begets
so I’ll walk with you…

For of the fire in a breath of air
comes a flame to those who dare
The path ahead is, and is really
quite clear… being there
is being hear.

My hands are fire
My mind is air
Ink becomes water
When WE, become a wHere…

Fire
Air
Matter of time
Earth has a heart
Understand her rhyme.
Senses become
a light touch of the mind.

bcc

better a blind carbon copy then none at all.
:)
bees
i’m a beest
gods.peed.urin.creation
ps
go pee
during long
recreational drives
smell the coffee
plant some seeds
use the honey
the thanks and please…
always please…
and thank you too
TY for short
and polite it’s true
peace starts with
a peace of ;pc…

she’s kidding…
Siriusly.

Security Preach

"...Houston..."

we have a solution

degreese the notion

emotions focused

on dead ahead

oceans motions

are critically bleeding

in deed a mission

in need of god.speed

for god sakes people

WORK! we're about

to reach and breach

the horizon

all eyes are on so

pour it on...

secure the leak

it's beyond control

no longer left to the

playing roles...

the Marlin is awake

...and He remembers...

”...touché …”

what if...

could it be funny
a code called love
written in honey
sweet as doves
on four leaf clovers
that grow in groves
near sandy beaches
that glow in zones
otherwise unknown…
could it be?

what if the funny
is a love called sonny
and a share who cared
to dare a masked pair
and what if the money…
turned into the cure
and what if the system
became a lure and
built the operation
that brought us here.

could it be gods creation
is ready to be read and
could it be the code
that lives in hour head
triggered by the riggers
of offending deeds
could it be?

what if it is…

Enos Knows

”... you only think he’s gone…”
but like Albert,
Atom and the Ants live on
”... a nose knows her own…”
and to mana is to be beyond
small walls hearing cat calls
my earring rings the hall
and you recall….
learning how to fly.

dot dot dot hey guy!
dash and stash gets me
a gala banana man…
can you dig it?
”... Mr. Adams,
I’ve got your towel…”
and I’ll buy the vowel
if we can just use a letter
to clean up the great foul

”...I’m still overhead and I
can see the spill…”

It isn’t just for peanuts…
them shell…

”... it’s the nothingness…”
and it’s growing down there

monkey see so monkeys do
”... if I can move a lever
without my hands then I
can certainly
untie your shoes…”

a monk monkeys around
a maypole I may know
Tarzan… are you listening
Superman’s missing
and we are bound for impact

Carbon fibers filtering black
slick in the drink is moving fast
limestone blocks breaking free
exposing chromes matter of grey
... step aWay, time is oozing…
spyder webs weaving through
magic nets in a sea of blue…

First ... Be Naked.

.. and when they discovered that their shame had covered them...

their flesh was removed and they were naked, before themselves....

flesH <~

self

I am myself.

MYself

I sing...

HYM

With you...

OUR self

... we begin. hear.

fun.da.mentals

play only for the fun d;
ego will beg to be ‘the one’
pressures build to be the ‘sun’
be assured with a curly score
lepricons leap and say be more
Elements beeping deep at core
Art this is, where we’re to go
Mental road of a man made flow
Fun it is but it’s a bit slow
stale the taste if a mix is low
elixir
a texture of syntactical
pleasure… for sure.
it pleases me.

;p s
I don’t have a ‘coffer’either...
Smokin cup of coffee perhaps, yes…

factorial

i! oh…

do i get it dear? ;)
362880
3.2880o = 86400 ‘could be seconds a day’
360 and too, ‘days’.

”.. boot up ah?..”
eYes.he.says.
see, she’s not really a he
he’s the he that thinks shes me
and it’s okay as together
we’re really a we.anyway.
x

gods.peed.urin.creation

SM!WS

babbling apples!

Dear the Pope
was supposed to vote
but sat around
just taking notes
Holy Sheesh!
was he asleep!
and so it goes that
a whole in sheets
don't mean two cents
if we miss a beat
it wasn't meant
to be anything less...
than Heaven sent.
so if I must
I did in deed
asked to confess
within my peace
and prayed to a god
I couldn't see and
asked the guides
forgive me please
... I know not what I do.
humble i go to the
apple grove
babbling love as
much as i know
and asking still...
god let me grow.
I sleep not nights
I write in lights
flickering in
a candles glow.
babbling words
i shall not know.

"...see no evil..."
is what I heard.
"...and hear we know..."
is what i learned.
"...live on..."
it was written and
SEWN

sos

Secretariat Of State...

"...lick like clik..." ;-)

T ar T is T eas Ty

"...secrets out..."

we need help on this planet...
and I'm not 'farking' around.
...she glares with her ears
and the eyes are sound...

"... get the Pope on the phone..."


reply:

Cot.yl.edon
Silly
Orders
Sinking

my reply:
Laughing
Otherwise
Liking…
see, I can
ease and
ego too ;)

say, who said
orders? Choice
sure voice
causes defense?
offense be
cause, know…
i mean none.
in
other words
i write for fun. ;)

Dear Pope

Will you please step up?
Oceans are filling with crude
and it’s rude, what’s happening.
You know as Mother said
Polite is write but only ‘in bed’...
Fortunate cookie our bookie
like a right bright lookie loo
took a look and is saying to you…

Cuss them out! You have a right!
Tell the motherfuckers off all night!
God says GO! and use your voice
Scream to the damned
that they have choice!
Tell them He’S mad at all their noize!
... they don’t listen to me…
I’m too small you see and
Not at all the kind you find
in the halls of a church
but it hurts all the same
what they do to create shame
spilling drills into ocean sand
killing creatures god creates by hand
... it ain’t right! and He’S mad…

Poppie, take the boxing gloves off
Scream the names of those in.laws
full to blame for breaking sane
Tell them all… that it’s God’s game.

I’m not quite religious but I can see all the same.
And I did get a blessing, just in case. :)


"...gods.peed.urin.creation..."