Your Beauty is Everywhere

You are so beautiful just the way you are 
                                The reflection shows your revolution
Of your image and the sound of your voice 
                                  Is replicated a million times in the leaves
All around you is the love and life
                                  You just have to look up from your hands
Mother Earth supplies the validation
                                   And I supply the tender kisses

Plastered Bruises

Hollowed between gravity and compulsion
Plastered by square unrequited layers
Fashioned within accidental lessons
Paralyzed in the moment when all was lost
Make the mind travel when the body denies
No one can see, but I'm covered in bruises

Revolutionary Road

Take me down the revolutionary road
Where the revolutionary people
Are laughing revolution


Let me breath a revolutionary air
See a revolutionary world
Filled with revolutionary smiles


Let me find a revolutionary love
With a revolutionary woman
Our hands clasped in the revolution


I want to dance in the revolution
With revolutionary music playing
Our hands reaching up for revolution


I want to hear revolutionary kisses
And deep hugs of revolution
On the revolutionary road

Careening Tickertape

The ticker-tape of madness
Weathered my driftwoods
Ribbons of poverty and strife
Careening in every direction all at once
I have fallen apart
Where are my parts

Lead Me Away

So desperate for the honey

I would lick the sharpest blade

Feeling myself, crumble, slowly away

Made of flimsy, lumped, papier-mâché

The aches pervade, my deepest insane

My mangled tongue, has, nothing left to say

Lost my way, in the olive tree's shade

On the nymph's path, to the solemn glade

My heart was misplaced, somewhere in the rains

This was the only thing, that I had left to trade

Extending my hand, someone please lead me away

Our clasp, will wither the afraid, of our sadly made charade

Poem Stained Pond

The winds, carry my whimpers

Which, are muffled by bramble

Too naked, to conceal my ignominy

Jagged pieces, of my optimism

Trickling, into my palms

Our sapling, burns in muddle

The pond, stained with my poems

The Fool

The fool, cannot stop speaking

Blinded, by sentimental zest

On the concretes, he is weeping

Misplaced, within zealousness

The fool, cannot stop feeling

Following the bird’s flight

Open wound, never healing

Terrified of every night

Gossamer Roar

My boughs, comprehend

Circumscribe, your core

Tresses, of your mane

Dancing away, my inure

Imbibing, scents arcane

The gossamer, endure

Tickle, quivered flames

Encircle me, with roar

Paint Your Praxis

Trudging through life
As your subconscious
Steals back unjustly
Your treasured memories


Trapped in the now
With a future ringing
Impending sense of doom
And a past lingering
Terrible regrets


Clutch the brush
And continue to manifest
Your reality
Paint your praxis

Twist Into Me

Twisting slowly into me
Place your heart on my beat
This time we seize, my sweet
Laying amorously, among the
Crumbling shells on the beach

I Hear You, I Hear You...

I hear you. I hear you. I will tell others to hear you

I feel the weight of a million tears and I cannot walk alone.

Give me the strength to continue what I must do.

Lend me the backs of the workers who toil in the fields

Lend me the endurance of the mothers who bear the youth

Lend me the lucidity of the old to endure

A fucked up twisted world where happiness is a lie

Lend me the power of the young's optimism

Lend me the tortured moans of the lover's cries

Lend me the patience of the indigenous to survive

Inspire me with the slogans of resistance

Give me the chance, the opportunity

To transform the system that oppresses us

The system, which casts us by thread 

Steals our lives and hope for a better day

Wrap me in the unconditional love and whisper away

I hear you...I hear you...I will tell others to hear you

Shattered Pieces

Carefully I place the shattered pieces
on a tapestry of shimmer.
No glue will repair the damage
so I hold them and imagine it whole.
I keep the shards in the cloth 
tied with strands of her hair
Until I am strong enough
to face my consciousness 
Turning my wet eyes to the sky
Hoping to suspend another moment

Lullaby For Futures

Oh bright eyed baby,
Close your eyes
Sleep, deeply
To your mama's lullaby
Drink milk, from her breasts
And nest, in my loving arms
My love will always linger
The future of the world
Is in your tiny fingers
Sleep, sleep, my sweet
In your quiet bliss
You made me stronger
Then when I was young
Close your eyes and sleep
And hear my song to you
I promise little one
To tell you the truth
To feed you veggies and fruit
I promise little one
To give you the tools to live
To teach you to love and give
I will be better then those who came before
I will not make the same mistakes
I will love you more
Sleep deeply little one
And dream of a better world

Stand Firm

Stand firm!

Students of the world

Stand Firm

In sustained stoic resolve

These world problems

Will soon be ours to solve

Fighting for our

Right to an education

While doing hard time

In this symbolic prison

Stand firm

Against police predation

Bureaucratic untruths

Cannot stop arts creation

We out number you,

Just give us a reason

With Bureaucratic violence

You teach us about legalisms

We have the pedagogy

To change this system

You just give out degrees

That represent time and money

Although we study the past,

We live right here

Never fear the danger

March in rhythm

Scream with anger

Chant with optimism

Confront them together

When they beat

You with baton blows

And the tear gas

In the wind blows

Remind them

That you are their youth

And then let

The burning bottles go

Fight against

The fascist tactics

That they use

To try take control

Drink of our solidarity

Fight for the front

Drive out the trolls

And make sure in waters

You dip your bandannas

Look out for impostors

Maintain your stamina

Remember

Brothers and sisters

You cannot get lost

If you have no place to go

Stand firm

Students of the world

Stand firm!

Heart Touching Mine

I am not a child anymore my love, I know nothing is forever
Life is so cruel to some of us, slaves us with different fetters
And the heart’s strings we tie, far too easily sever
My fumbling words try to close the gap of the crevasse
But they don’t go nearly far enough
Mouth throwing my emotions at the chasm,
Fell so deeply in love with you, I could not have imagined
Sifting quicksand, wiggling under our feet, scratching inside, these unsatiated desires
As we drift slowly and painfully, by delusion, and all the fakes and liars,
Today I feel broken, as I am doomed to fail, imprisoned in a doomed romantic tale
Our love is freedom, but I know it sometimes can also feel like jail
I will never be your bars, never the steel, that makes you feel caged
I will never be your frustration, the object, of your depression and rage
Put your hand in mine, and let us pretend
That we do not know the way the story ends
Talking away the night to sleep, always feels so right to me
I always want for you the best
Even if it means in the end, I get less
I will carry my love for you for the rest of time
Dreaming of your body sleeping next to mine
I do not want to control your life,
Just to be the last thing you think of at night
Regardless of what you decide,
I hope a little piece of me always stays inside
When I take a deep sigh, and close tight my eyes
I see my soul mate
The woman...I searched for all this time
I see your beautiful face and smile in my mind
I hear your laughing and your voice,
And your heart touching mine