Sunday 29 October 2017

Baited Breath

The autumn wind is a kitten at play
Nibbling at my neck with frosty nips
Icicle claws take my breath away

Tail twitching stirs leaves an unseen moray
Bursting in air a red orange apocalypse
The autumn wind is a kitten at play

Leaves and wind in effortless ballet
Swans on the lake wind chilly kicks
Icicle claws steal my breath away

Downtown tower tunnels wind in ambush lay
Mischievous scamp up to old tricks
The autumn wind is a kitten at play

Soon more rough than tumble is the way
Wind grips and rips and strips and whips
Icicle claws tear my breath away

The wind howls as the hell hounds bray
Thin veil torn wind takes form in eclipse
The vicious wind a were cat come to slay
Icicle claws steal my breath awww...

(A villainous villianelle )

Saturday 28 October 2017

Clash

Clash

Lash out

Out loud thoughts

Feedback helps set tone

False peace means no changes

Listen and we move forward

'Conflict handled right will strengthen'


Friday 27 October 2017

Honeysuckle

After a shower

My honeysuckle smells sweet

Sweet enough to eat


After some pruning

Pull back petals taste nectar

Down my sticky chin



Tantalizing taste

Makes hunger rise up for more

Inside to finish

My mind so far

When I was young my mind was chaotic good
As i grew my mind found connections 
A young adult I thought myself a zen master
Nowdays I'm just a space cadet

I was a little crazy not bad or mean
I believed what I saw on any screen
Ideas are matches my thoughts firewood
When I was young my mind was chaotic good

I opened my eyes and my mind
Saw God, the universe and everything intertwined 
It all kept on spinning despite my objections 
As i grew my mind found connections

No control over the world I'd control myself
Ignore pain  but still couldn't force stuff off the shelf
Meditation and music can't avoid disaster 
A young adult I thought myself a zen master

I've found solace in the living word
Went from wandering hippie to distracted nerd
A war or trek amongst stars help me forget
Nowdays I'm just a space cadet

Thursday 26 October 2017

Hunger

Hunger

That clawing need

Never quite goes away

Then I met her satisfies my

Craving


Wednesday 25 October 2017

True Love

Meet me in the garden
Meet me at midnight 
Midnight moonlight 
Midnight rendezvous 
Rendezvous with you
Rendezvous Deja vu 
Deja vu look at you
Deja vu like a movie
Movie madness 
Movie makeout
Makeout in the dark
Makeout in the park
Park in lover's lane
Park bench by Starlight 
Starlight star bright
Starlight express
Express your self 
Express your feelings 
Feelings nothing more than feelings 
Feelings of love 
Love in all its forms 
Love is my anchor 
Anchor in the quiet Bay
Anchor in the storm 
Storm the gates 
Storm the castle
Castle in the sand
Castle captures knight 
Knight moves
Knight kneels to his lady
Lady and the tramp 
Lady marmalade 
Marmalade sweet and tart
Marmalade muffins the morning after
After the battle for Hogwarts 
After all this time--always
Always on the sunny side 
Always and forever 
Forever in blue jeans
Forever and ever 
Ever after 
Ever shall I sing
Sing with the angels
Sing with passion
Passion that will enflame
Passion that will remain
Remain true
Remain in love
True
Love





Monday 23 October 2017

Hot Rods, Marble Quads, and Toga Wads

Iris was a messenger for gods

She and her sister were at odds

Golden one got all the lauds

'Arks' liked the boys with bods

They liked flying broads

But they were clods

Zeus sent squads

Mean frauds

Gods

(A nonet. )

...he ripped off her irridescent  fairy wings like a child with a fly.
Anytime a goddess tries to get a leg up by letting men get a leg over it ends up in pain, shame, disgrace, and despair.
Be prepared to live in hell.

Hero's journey

Heroes must try heroes must fail
In getting up finish the tale
Closeted ghosts monsters in dark
Monkeys on back the secret mark
There is a monstrodex you can get hindered by
Though its impossible you know heroes must try

The mountain path is steep and long
Sharp and forked like an antler prong
A chance misstep could spell your doom
Ignore the thorns or miss the bloom
The rocky trail will hurt so find the hidden bath
Use the best of what you see on the mountain path

Watch the compass find your true north
Set the mainsail and sally forth
See the world from your own balloon
Climb on a rocket to the moon
The worst the world can throw at you will   come to pass
When in the midst of the worst storm watch the compass

Sunday 22 October 2017

Alphabet Soup

Adaptation is defensive evolution
Balance of planning and flexibility
Change is inevitable
Don't tread on me
Exept when I ask
For you to walk on my back
Give me liberty or else
History repeats itself
Illusion is an illusion of an enigma
Justice is a joke without compassion
Knowledge is a knot
Logic is the key
Miracles are a change from the mundane
Nostalgia keeps the mind narrow
Opportunity knocks once the door is closed
Poverty has the power to push to perform
Questions quelled make emotional quagmire
Roll with the puniches
Stagnation occurs when you stop flowing
Transformation ties trama with time
Understanding ugliness urges usefulness
Variety could be a vehicle to victory
Wrinkles are a sign you walked well
Xenopus frog on a xylem leaf
Yesterday was tomorrow will be go with it
Zone of comfort a prison

Saturday 21 October 2017

Aquire desire

Desire

It is like fire

Can be good or dire

Lift up or keep in the mire 

Comfort or cut like thick razor wire

Remember as a kid s'mores over campfire

Rock star dreams played through an amplifier 

Girl next door makes you perspire

You want a kiss by her 

You require

Desire 

Thursday 19 October 2017

I was/They were...

(Warning: there is some disturbing content and the end is dark. It started playful with a thesaurus and some rhymes. It took over and got dark fast. But so does the news. I have often wondered, have I helped create those ' villains'? And what would it  take for me to become one.)

...unimpressed...
In school I dressed for success
Wore my medals on my chest
Endured the test
Tried to be like the rest
They treated me like a pest
The effort left me stressed
Hurt, strung out and depressed
...and they kept on eating

...banal...
Strolling laughing past my job at the mall
They tried to make me feel small
Rolling eyes as I passed in the hall
Always last to get the ball
Its a big joke when I fall
Because I'm not built like a Ken doll
Into my cave of books and games I'd crawl
...and they kept on eating 

...insipid...
There's nowhere I fitted
My soul like my complexion pitted
The snickering rumor I was flaccid
Condemnation unaquitted
A trackless crime once committed
No evidence to be submitted
Words are flames that flicker wicked
...and they kept on eating 

...bland..
Because I play tuba in the band
Against bullies I don't make a stand
None of my clothes are a designer brand
I turn lobster when the rest are tanned
I don't have the snide words at my command
I'm only intimate with my own hand
My grinding teeth sound like sand
...and they kept on eating 

...glib..
Dress like hookerst talking about women's lib
Acting 40 barely out of the crib
Big jock boys smash you in the rib
Talk about scoring it's just a fib
Got a short fuse they call me Squib
Chanting, 'little Squib needs a bib'
Written on my forehead with a sharpie nib
...and they kept on eating 

...vacuous...
If anyone survives it'll be miraculous
If you put out they call you promiscuous
If you don't then you're gender ambiguous
They think poison words are innocuous
Tried to stay anonymous
An angry target is conspicuous
I cut myself because I'm useless
...and they kept on eating 

...aloof...
My life seems like a movie spoof
Photoshop me with my dog call me woof woof
Nice burn but you're not fireproof
Boys beat me down cause I'm a goof
Wolves corner a moose get a face full of hoof
I've got a plan that's foolproof
Got my hunting rifle and some pipe bombs on the roof
...and no one is eating
No one is laughing
Have I got your attention now? 


Tuesday 17 October 2017

Dragon the World Around

Dragons are not a species

But chosen from the beasts 

One is called each solstice 

To be transformed with power

Imbued with ancient vast knowledge 

Able to fly without wings

Through the air and space

To rule on the moon

Watching man and beast below

Defending all from threats beyond



There are ten lines 5 words each which makes 50 words. I read 'The dragon chose...' my mind said ...a successor. But it not a position...or is it?
It now seems like the teaser for a full book
Maybe I'll write some of in November  

The sense of fear

See dark shapes in fog
Hell hound or lost dog
Fear gives life to that unclear
Grin masks in plain sight
Lithe hunter of night
Some need fear the hungry Leer

Smell a hint of smoke
That's why you awoke
Cautious cats sniff all that's near
Acrid metal scent
Let the shop prevent
Dangerous brakes or loose gear

Taste a bright berry
Bitter? Be wary
You're a carcass midst the deer
Not a germaphobe?
Beware the microbe
Dread toxin in week old smear

Feel soft touch by night
You will start in fright
Spider's your hair on your ear
Fear's brush on my brain
Could drive me insane
Pray and it will disappear

Monday 16 October 2017

Disgusted

Disgusted 

That is the way I feel 

Every time I watch the nightly news 

Sunday 15 October 2017

I love a haiku

It is an express poem

When you got to move

House of Many Voices

Welcome friends to the house of many voices

Come as you are bring whatever you have to share

Or not we also need people who enjoy and listen

Remember you don't need to get paid to be an artist

If you write anything then my friend you are a writer

Paint your feelings with emotional words you are a poet


Unless you write greeting cards no one pays  a poet

So we are forced to listen to cold practical voices

In your spare time you can be an aspiring writer

Contribute get a real job so you do your share

Don't be a leech no one likes to see a starving artist

Eat vitamins brush your teeth learn to listen



Well I have never been one to blindly listen

Except to the good book my instinct and the voices  of the poet

For the moment I'm making ends meat as a sandwich artist

The company sanctioned soundtrack drowns out artistic voices

I could crunch numbers to find the quotient mean of the market share

Or a suit a tie an office an actuarial table I'll be an insurance writer



Out my high rise window the ghost of Petty is a free falling sky writer

Hey spike use ten foot tall words to get the world to get woke and listen

I'm opening up more and more soon  I'll be the king of the over share

Lost in space and ground control is the only lifeline of the poet

I would have gone crazy without this way to release the voices

Once again I am the Prince formerly known as Artist



There are other times that I feel like a literary  con artist

I want to apologize to beloved long gone writers

With rhythm with rhyme and meter they skilfully gave their voices

 Push a button I have 10 rhymes a metaphor and a Playlist just listen

Click the mouse I have any quote from  any poet

Mindlessly I can poke post tweet like and share



I don't know how much more to share

With heart honesty and passion I can say I'm an artist

With words finely tuned  and chiseled  I am a poet

I've got a good plot I've got fingrertip resources I am a writer

Open heart open mind I've finally learned the art of listening

To be heard we must raise our voices



Let us gather in the circle  to share storyteller balladeer and writer

Sculpter painter performance artist the world will come to listen

Come actor dancer bard and poet welcome to the house of many voices
















Friday 13 October 2017

Autumn Leaves II

Autumn leaves 

A mess behind her

Twirling through life quite madly 

A grinning tornado in pigtails

Autumn leaves 
no pile alone kicking poor 
autumn leaves

Dancing like leaves with the autumn wind

Leaving a harvest of joy

I'm always sad when 

Autumn leaves 

(Dedicated to my niece Autumn Grace)

Wednesday 11 October 2017

Autumn Leaves I

I walk for a living giving out parking tickets 

Dancing is not that appealing after work

So I let the the world dance for me

I love to watch and keep time with my mind

Autumn leaves swirl through through the air

Floating gently like snowflakes soon to come 

Tap dancing fairy rhythms like a knock on the door

When they strike my canvas coat 

Gathering stirring whispering singing

A protest movement against the winter wind

Til armor clad gusts push them into full scale riot

I try to exert my control over autumn leaves

I snap at heels and shepherd them in corral piles

The grip of my hand and pull of stubborn leaves

Reawakens languid summer muscle memory

Of wide shovels and heavy snow

I trudge along tunnel streets of trees holding hands

They bow they moan they mumble they stiffly sway

Stately old men knotted yet strong hosting Cotillion 

On the stage of my deck and yard

A cold but handsome Baryshnikov breeze

Stirs up ballerina leaves to follow his lead

The rain clouds roll in like ocean swells

A chill wind on my neck like a spectre's kiss

I'm the intrepid adventurous archaeologist spelunking

Scarab shell leaves crunch grimly  underfoot

The musty decay sets off sneezes and sniffles

Is the undiscovered pharaoh tomb around the corner

Walking past the skeletal cemetery trees I see

Gold flake autumn leaves covering crumbling tombs

The dusty markers stand a chorus line of headboards

Above a crimson pumpkin lemon drop leaf quilt

Tucking in and keeping warm loved ones

Thier dance is done save for the occasional  rustle

Of weary bones shifting into a better position 

Autumn leaves swirl through through the air












The answer is busking in the wind

I woke up one restless Saturday morning
And thought I'd go to the market and play for change
The air was cool but still and gave no warning
The powers that be were brewing something strange

I set up my guitar case and music stand
Donned my plaid fedora put a harmonica in the holder
Playing dust in the wind like a one man band
Blowing tunes and strumming my hands a blur

The gentle summer wind unassuming 
Was overpowered by a vicious autumn gale
Each time I opened my mouth to sing 
The screaming squall answered with a wicked wail

Sudden gusts tornadoed leaves into a dancing flash mob
Flipping pages looking for a song in my lyrics binder
To regain control bull clips always seem to do the job
My hat blowing off and then returned is a reminder

Life nature and people try to exert their power
You have to find some way to regain control
Like the helpful bumblebee fertilizing a flower
Allowing others to help you empower your soul

Monday 9 October 2017

Palindrome emo alien

Smoke 
Drifting  gently 
The lights strangely glowing
Fire from space created
Life alien seeking 
Peace not war
Humans fear by rule
Attacks suddenly call on
Death
On call suddenly attacks
Rules by fear humans
War not peace
Seeking alien life
Creating space from fire
Glowing strangely lights the
Gently Drifting
Smoke

(I thought I would try a palindrome. It's not easy.  Hope it makes some sense )

Wisdom Cascade

Wisdom is better than rubies and pearls
Seek wisdom as you would silver
How much better to get wisom than gold
Deep respect of the divine is the source of wisdom

Exploring knowledge caverns I had found a few lumps
Tears of repentance washed off the dust revealing a glint
Wisdom is better than rubies and pearls 

When the full moon turns I learn
I've got a hairy side and need to shoot it down
Seek wisdom as you would silver

I was burning melting and drowning 
I discovered my impurities and began to shine
How much better to get wisdom than gold

I nearly sunk in the murky water of philosophy
God's well of truth bubbles up clear and pure
Deep respect of the divine is the source of wisdom

(This is a Cascade form poem. The first lines of the 1st stanza are from the bible)

Sunday 8 October 2017

Step back

Don't cross the line
Don't cross the mob
Mob mentality 
Mob rules 
Rules made to bent
Rules made to broken
Broken Arrow 
Broken promises 
Promises promises 
Promises are hard to keep
Keep on trucking
Keep on the sunny side
Side piece 
Side effects may occur
Occur too often
Occur at random
Random acts of violence 
Random acts of kindness 
Kindness matters
Kindness always pays
Pays for your sins
Pays to confess
Confess it's good for the soul
Confess we have ways of making you talk
Talk of the town
Talk is cheap
Cheap thrills
Cheap shots
Shots across the bow
Shots in the behind
Behind on your bills
Behind the shed
Shed your inhibitions
Shed your skin
Skin on skin contact
Skin is only skin deep
Deep thoughts
Deep end of the pool
Pool your resources
Pool party
Party politics
Party till you drop
Drop out of orbit 
Drop me a line
Line up at the step
Line up front to back
Step
Back



Friday 6 October 2017

Keeping pace

When I was young I would pace
The mirror my catwalk and my fans
Time and experience have taught me 
Beauty fades but wisdom does not wrinkle

When I was young I would pace
Rehearsing a play to be the star on the stage
Time and experience have taught me 
The role of a lifetime is performing acts of kindness 

When I was young I would pace
Arms raised heavenward trying to bend it to my will
Time and experience have taught me
The still small voice responds to the servant heart

When I was young I would pace 
Giving the response to an argument I'd lost earlier 
Time and experience have taught me
Slow to speak quick to listen slow to anger is the key

When I was young I would pace 
Stalking gatherings hunting for someone to love
Time and experience have taught me
Sometimes what you're looking for is following you

When I was young I would pace 
Waiting for someone to be done with the washroom 
Time and experience have taught me
Somethings only get worse with time age and experience





Thursday 5 October 2017

Moonflower

Carved in stone are the words 'I love my moon flower 

Like the plant on the vine My love could not stay long 

He touched my soul and left In my heart his love song 

###

They lie upon the base of an ancient tower 

It is attended by a woman just as old 

In clean but well used rags bound up against he cold

###

The black and thorny vines give off a scent quite sour 

Like her the rotting leaves seem to be past their prime 

Youth's sap must give in to The plodding March of time

###

They bloom when the clock hand strikes the midnight hour 

No morning glory here No harsh and cruel sun 

Cool quiet stars show Life's day it's course has run 

###

One moon beam descended in a blinding shower 

Shattering sullen clouds lighting up the dark sea 

The star seemed to hold a figure-- this couldn't be

###

The being rose bathed in celestial power

With stately strides toward her the tall angel came

A voice she seemed to know softly breathed out her name

###

When he spoke she could do naught but freeze and cower

The hallucinations from the plant when distilled 

Must explain the vision with which her eyes were filled

###

Fear not my precious one I've not come to devour

I am your lover lost you thought left you alone

I've watched and waited 'til the time to take you home 

###

Body left soul as birds slip the snare of the fowler

In the beyond behind the veil we can not see

They will dance together for all eternity

###

(This is a variation on a Constanza: a/b/b, a/c/c, a/d/d, ect. 
The first lines which all rhyme could be read as a poem.
The difference is 12 syllables per Line not 8
Here is a Joseph star poem)

Learn

Every day

Old dogs can surprise

I was an eager young pup

Curious but no focus

Open up your eyes

Let your mind

Grow


Wednesday 4 October 2017

As I thought about between sea and sky.  An image of the moon popped into my head.  10 min. Later I saw this etched into the side walk

This picture covers the wall where I ate lunch

It is by Brian Marshall-Schieder
It is titled 'Island of the Angel '




Moonflower

Tuesday 3 October 2017

The Ancient Art of Inuendo

 The Ancient Art of Inuendo


'You will taste my blade, sir.' Said the knight





It is long and hard and strong

Many a good man has gone down upon its point





 As a first class bandit I am a master swordsman

In the Orient I learned many ways to grip it and swing it and thrust and parry

Unless you perform an act of fealty upon your knees I will destroy you



















Uninspired

Before you can have
Inspiration you must have
Some perspiration  

Prose or poetry 
Starts with ideas or feelings
And end with hard work

Just write something down 
Sometimes it will start to flow 
Ditch don't dig itself

Don't abuse your muse
Amuse yourself to get clues
Or just watch the news 


Sunday 1 October 2017

In her arms

Lying in her arms I think
'How did I get here?'

She was the fulfilment of my vision quest

In her eyes I see a picture of eternity

I am strange and she is wonderful

When the wait is long the bond is stronger

Our words began to create
a path to follow

In spite of or perhaps because of
The ghost of a substandard beau
She stayed

Our love magic is not made
Of smoke and mirrors but something More elemental and arcane

Each soul speaks as flesh of my flesh
Manifests electric ecstasy

The will of the Father yields more
Than we could hope or imagine

Like salmon slowly bathed
In fragrant cherry wood smoke
Our love tastes sweet, rich, and earthy.