Saturday, September 28, 2013

sail like sky

neither did she run to
neither did she row
choices that she clung to
slowed channels in their flow
until the day she stepped up
out of murky waters into clear
answers could just swim up
simple open seas to steer.
"Freedom has a flavor"
winds whispered as they passed
So the rudder of her tongue said
"Sails spring wings from each mast"
 Another level her life lifted
Gone the need to try

so she sailed into the sunset
Forever free to sail like sky.


Saturday, April 21, 2012

full figured lace.

I want to  hide and be seen. want to run free but stay relatively clean.
i want all lower case letters to be king.
Somewhere between knowing it all and being obscene.

dishes dirty
sink ful
ego hurting
empty skull
wish id gone there
now too dull
light is fading...
but beautiful
WAIT
performance cycles into this scene
what could u do with circus ring
if dark lost thoughts were not ur thing
i could swing on moons long legs
and float afree...dom in dregs
pirat-tics set aflame their kegs

many thoughts have come and gone
what mad wisdom shroud is this?
you stop ur acts at fears loose kiss?
does not your light deign to shine
despite the judge in ur head and mine?

it seems my judge comes full equipt
to distract the mind with one swift kick

pride waters down desire to glow, it
supresses power to freely flow it
and yet beneath the urge to bestoweth
wisdom waxes through as poet

so many avenues
to rely on so few mental cues
was raised to set the controlcruise
i thought to ride this earthly rig
twas to work reel hard,w/ occasional jig
but now sun's shining up on my face
ancient rays ignite new human race
perchance my future is already Grace
without hesitation.names.or.mace
i sweep 'tal into new embrace

we empose the look of Grace
a web-bed gauze framing founders face
threads thickened with diamond cubes of space
cookie cutter past paves present, full figured lace.