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u an
eye…
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The
otto, man
said fly
and Jeppesen
knew why
this could be

a How
is the word
enabling see
what it should
be and come

two appear
amid a row
Who knows
and with some
it is
for us to show

“Legends of …”
a good woman
the write of
a great man

Master
Peace.Caster
a ghost
upon a land
…. and
in the silence

a great shift
is at hand

the force of nature
is a sight
“four eyes…” ;)

“soar...”

a line

do play
with ease
when you play
to please these
bare bones

"honey..."

it was money
on the make
to take
what in tone
might seem
to condone

"destiny..."

to test this
manifest form
of history

and with
a mystery
it was shown

the heart of a lion
yes...
"the eyes are
on"


four
she weighted
for


the horizon

cave

"... in how many miles....?"

a gypsum counts

a cave in the mind

firm feet on a mount

is just "on time"

Cueva de los Christales

"... I'd not hesitate..."

the Queens chamber

forms an eye of risk

so guise wise to resist

frequent on the wind

since this....

copper is the silvers gold

zincs the zag in a vane

gone old so don't blink

for the lips fly sync

"watch your step"

there

a limestone links

a cenote

is a glow in pink

"... and you are

fair in height ..."

the lights right

to invite

us in

a muse

on the loose

returns a.gain.

"the delicate glass"

metachi remains

in a state of past

"step back..."

from the daggers

ragged are the

weak of speak

a soft place dares

the robes to protect

what matters

there

"... every one of them

know..."

"happy is a choice"

said Superman...so... let's get it on.... ;)

Neo...

into cLeo’s tea with you…
Neo Know Phyte…
knots the neophyte
relax…
it’s just a hot brew…

Rutaceae
Genus Citrus
”...use the fours Luke…”
sprinkle me
”...for ye the mint…”
and that’s it
“Ophelia’s Grace…”
the Hamlet spent
there helios
ever greens
the fragrant
by golden means…
honey
but William said
two never tell
so…
apples aWay!

Tacuinum Sanitatis
recipes delight us
gently
topples the grappa
giggles Capella
ah!
so
there’s the Papa…
now
a holy father
forgives a daughter

that she’s Rogue
robes open
into rooms of gold
“shit”
...does hit a fan
and Neo
nomen
mystic
come showman
throws her clothes
into hells fire…

naked

”...my columbines us…
bain.marie…
shes pane for grains
and it rains…her way…”

Neophytus…
it’s a write
Neos.phutos
”...my new plant…”
fruit of my body

fleSh
of my.self

In Garden Halls

ode to the PenUs
fallicall friend
call it a ball
in hand
in my garden
where i stand
growing, well
pardon…
the expression
of ‘hard ons’
just a right type
of heart ons
suck.ulent
decks I’ve spent
laboriously
glorious
seeds men
and women
indeed…
Gardeners fall
on their knees
digging weeds
nibbling peas
stroking leaves
honey nuts
that please
a pleasure
in the taste
of a bud.
Wiser is the guy sir,
who dr.inks a read.

Holy Moses...

holy moses said to knowses
”...methinks, shes both now…”
mutant Gene in
cute blue jeans
floppy shoes
looking lean
bending to & fro
tending rows
and rows…
of a sweet scene.
”...the potatoes growing…”
Mister,
I’m face painting
Lips that stick
to his knowing…
Glowing green
the gardner seen
a nose on the eyes
of my favorite
string beans…
“Honey, surprise!”
I’m a mint
in a tea of leaves
Honey,bees live!
singing in the eaves
“Save a seat for me?”
scent of the sun
is forming
storming coal
knowing
shows that blow
hats from the cats
sitting above
and living below
“shes full of wind”
does it matter
if “shes”
in your mind?

”... page 2 …”
“you’re a turn;p”
and I’m gonna
radish you…

two

water melon in my garden
like the sun and moon
just two…
”...launcher ready…”
steady my hand
tending the weeds
near a row of beans
a far away land
”...it’s not a good time…”
so I wondered
and thought of when
wars are just plays
staged in the hands
of writers like me…
I’d arm the nations
with radish leaves
squash for bullets
that unload seeds
Peanuts money
on my jelly spread
I’d share the health
giving lettuce, head…
”... is it a good time now?...”
who wants a cow
chickens grown
in crowded pens
suffering blows
in.human.e hands
glitters the water
between the corn
I’d sale on ships
into rosebud shores
and i’d grow my fish
in between the stores
”...I’m god in my garden…”
and I divide the rows
soing what suits me
in tomato groves
and near my basil
I’ll build a school
teaching the mint
just how to be cool
and over hear
the potatoes anchor
on stalks of beer
”...wellcome…”
to chi…
banana central
read booms of cheer
...but they say I’m mental.
lentils
are sooo good in soup!
my capitals
I declare are true!
I only cook
When I brew my stew…
and no one regrets
in the garden of Sue.
”...yes piglet…”
I was Just
Making sure of you.

three

”...things come in three…”
before I look to TV
my stomach sinks
at the idea already
perhaps more news
to darken my day
watch the tide grow
in stains of decay
another horizon
as Atlantis rising
can it be?
”...don’t scare us…”
why, so we can care.less?
and if you don’t think
I’m pro.human
then it’s you
that should come
to the shoreline
hear the innocent
die in the ocean
watch a child cry
from convenience
stores that supply
dried food in a bag
”...here kid…”
have a mc.nugget
moms busy
and so is dad…
we’re working
like we’ve never had
because we don’t
and you won’t either
because there is
no hope for better
so swallow our
rant and our shant
with more want
because the world
is going to shit…..
.....
stop it.
unacceptable vent
smells of a slick I cant
oil that soils more
then a gaping vent
designed to crush
our will and intent
fight back…
explore unknowns
rethink the world
how we live
how we ‘own’
rethink
how we learn…

”...grow something…”
for a heal.thy.body
reinvent the weheal
rein in the ‘repent’
learn to value smart
a heart unspent
rethink…
everything.

<3

snapples babbling!

and I thought he said apple…
well...
I hATE Smith apples.
Tart, without any
Honeycrisp or goodness
...unless you cook'em.

however...
delectable gala
deliciously golden
fantastic fuji
Jonagold
Jonathan
McIntosh
Idared to see
a.Roma ;)

mmm... smell that love.
ooo,,, it's my cherry... lol.






"...Happy Father's Day..."

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.

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 …”