Working at midnight
Laughing for free
Never enough
Of too much a good thing
Highways and sidestreets
Focusing beets
Rebels and cowboys
Louder than me
There ain’t an ounce of goodness
Let over from sin
Lovers and earthquakes
Diamonds and greed.
For I have seen the thunder roll around
And shaken my diamond soul
To ask my deepest memory
“What claims your open heart?”
For there could be no other purchase
About my ‘pinioned mind
Lost in a salary taken by choice
Denoted by the letter A.
Gathered here, then, stood three tall
Aghast from winter’s toil
Sorted by an ageless meter
Calmly asking: “How?”
There are diamonds
That glow amber
And your eyes
That shine brighter
Each star
Burning up
In the night sky
I’m looking at.
Big old pine trees
That tell of ancient
Mariners searching
For a lost fish
Out at sea
Every wave
Shakes each stone
By my feet.
Do you remember
How far the sun goes
Before it falls behind
That yonder hill
Take me over
To the pasture
I know no other
Calling home.
When each star was a diamond
As I looked up so high
Remember the blue days
Ones of each biggest sky
That rode us down low
Moments of summer nights
Days of brightest eyes
Making noises of delight
Each in a memory
Stars in the night
Fire followed me
A diamond closing in
I whispered snide remarks
Mephistopheles
Drying slowly by the flame
Carrying me away
A whisper motioned to
Let go all retard
Then a cry was born
And little left un sinned.
What breaks my heart
Again I’m here to silence me
A dream I had to wash away
Valium of a memory
For which is here I cannot see
Without much more than a dream
Run away like diamond’s light
I won’t look back again
The music’s on to penetrate
And here I’m looking down.
Opening these waves
Have begun to shape
Dreams
That no light
Can escape
Diamond pyramid
Within your flow
As rainbows
Radiate
To touch each
Glass blown teardrop
Melting into the ebb
I carried your tobacco pipe
Like a diamond on my mind,
Two puffs and a closed grip
Ricochet all security
Through the back door:
Creak creak.
And we pass it on
As night songs
From a holy tent with a view
That lisps night skies
Through dreams of a far off land
Whispering endlessly.
But hold me, hold on
Hold the flowers
Growing here so wild
In the palm of your hand
Until it stains your closed grip
The colour of my dream.
You could have been left
As the ancient Ents of y’or
– A diamond tear –
For this full moon
Amidst orbit
Of one remaining star
That settled dangling roots
Bore each drop to fall
Again, again
A rumbling sound
Shaking from
Fiery depths within
– Mordor’s call –
Your name, it rang
It flickered truth
Through a clear eye
Of a diamond mind
Where time stretched
Between the underground
And fear you’ve left
– A diamond tear –
Where roots dig in
And a crysalis
Becomes a nymph.
Diamonds and bootleggers and a minx on her shoulder
A lady of delight and her little soldiers
Crawled through dark night in pure delight
As whimsical militia men signaled a charge
But what of the giant whose knees’re all bloody?
What of sight who stands tall and proud?