Sunday, May 20, 2012
Saturday, May 19, 2012
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
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
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
Monday, May 14, 2012
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
Friday, May 11, 2012
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
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
Sway Like Trees
While the powerful fight each other,
for control
The trolls under the bridge,
demand their toll
Stimulus packages for everything,
but who will stimulate our souls
How about you stop,
some of this poverty
Instead of passing useless bills,
and protecting property
We need more then promises,
to live
Searching in the piss and shit,
for the positive
It takes pressure,
to make sand into a pearl
Not everyone can be special,
in this vast and difficult world
Your just a vessel,
without the oars to row
You can't get lost,
when you have no place to go
You can't lose it,
when you never had control
Fooled into this twisting
and endless quest.
Don't mistake,
your comfort for happiness.
Blaming your leaders,
for your inaction and stress
Your vote,
was no ticket for political absence
When you change those diapers
and work that time for the checks
You be thinking of a future brighter
full of love, peace, and respect
Lest you lose your way
and just plan to hide away
Remember your little extension
is part of a bigger family
Your not alone,
we're just scattered to the wind
You are always home,
as long as the sunlight falls on your skin
Hold my hand,
here comes the wind
We are the trees with deep roots
We will bend, we will live
You will see...
we sway like trees
Sway like trees..
Homeless Women
Homeless Women,
Wandering the streets
Head tilted; holding out a calloused hand
Scanning the unforgiving concrete
She symbolizes the discarded and disposable
Hanging by, the thread of human generosity
Wizened crone speaking in tongues,
Rasping with choked lungs, a forgotten song
Weather hardened skin and oversized shoes
Humming the bourgeoisie blues
With black eye and a busted lip,
On the social radar, she ain't even a blip
Whose sis, walks barefoot on the broken glass
Whose daughter, is out late, selling that ass
Whose mama, was cast off and lost her past,
Whose grandma, died in the alley, alone with the trash
Take my strength, my money and my hope
I wish I could, give you love and community, to replace the dope
Feasting Black Hole
Where my murmuring loyalty once laid
A feasting black hole is all that remains
Pulling every pointed shard and fragile gaze
Deep into me with pulsing magnetic might
Such total alienation
A feasting black hole is all that remains
Pulling every pointed shard and fragile gaze
Deep into me with pulsing magnetic might
Such total alienation
Brutal expropriation
An
eclipses' stolen night
Such powerful pain, suffering
Such powerful pain, suffering
And woe, bends
even the light
I am a beacon, a beaming lighthouse of grief
Living to articulate, the seductive dance of the thief
Instincts to flee
I am a beacon, a beaming lighthouse of grief
Living to articulate, the seductive dance of the thief
Instincts to flee
Alas I have lost my hands and
my feet
I clutch the possibilities as the world's last egg
I am filled with persistence like the poor who must beg
Walking forward with my eyes closed
I clutch the possibilities as the world's last egg
I am filled with persistence like the poor who must beg
Walking forward with my eyes closed
Becoming
just legs
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