The road lost me here
Too many turns
And too many good songs
Singing to me
Through four speakers
And four tweeters.
Windows rolled down
To Day’s hot wind,
Never able to escape
Sun’s firey glare.
My eyes dazed
On Highway’s glaze,
And your arms
Never quite let go
As I looked on, after you
Departing in flesh
But long from forgotten.
And the good songs
Carry on
Over my Mind’s hum
Blurring the wheels
Passing me on by.
Month: May 2019
Algorythms (day 2924)
I’m growing tired of algorythms
Code points that leave me diluted
Into a content delivered feed
I don’t really care to have.
What Devil in me led me here?
We all may have taken leaps of ignorance
Turning blind eyes
Against the matrix
Leading us here.
No thanks.
Darkness Again (day 2923)
Darkness is my brethren
Seeped in delicate china
Slithering like a snake.
My cold cold ice
Cracking this heart;
Tasse and blood
And an apéritif.
For my darkness likes gloom,
And I’ve now left the room
And closed all the blinds
To remind me of when
I have been there again.
Delicate Hand (day 2922)
With you
I have floated through time
To be touched
Rainbow and shine
So long
With a sweet embrace
No longer
Dare I leave this space
Harmony crawling
Hand in hand
Delicate stance.
Desperation (day 2921)
Desperation never sold
So the Fair was abandoned
What went wrong with the night?
Holiday in a seabed of weeds
Natural sunlight
What’s so wrong with our age?
How could we see what we wore?
Uncomfortable and undecided
Singing our song
Dirty water and pooling at the bottom
Collection Box (day 2920)
In envelopes of my collection box
My heartache rests beside my lover’s hair
Rusted pins and unused pens
Worn well and never used.
Could opening be the end?
I drove a long night
Through windy roads
Of Scotland’s y’Or
Great Bras d’Or,
And long wild grass on feral land:
Swan song I’ll sing again.
Head can see, alighted way
Matchsticks lite Borrower’s torch;
Down a cold tunnel with dripping water.
Lover’s name in a letter she carried.
Madness Passing (day 2919)
Without eyes passing vision
How speaks the mind to soul
Flapping lips and no one cares
Passing judgement uninformed
Mind is lost
Reign supreme
Democracy
Vote for me
Life without a leader
In every spotlight searching
Calmly walk the gangway
Calmly herd a memory
So that digital flips
Can recollect
A madness uninvented.
Crow (day 2918)
Restless and crow
Through eyes of Black
Long hair and a ruksack
With endless in tune
Trees in the night sky
Bridge by firelight
Morning in song
Murdered and wrong
Trying again to make friends
Crow and eleven
Mind here big step
Forward and lurching.
Tongues (day 2917)
Wind flows through
My ancient memory
One I cannot see
One so deeply inside of me
It speaks in tongues I only feel
And ever so sofly
I see the curve
That closes my eyes
And halts my breath
Raising me up again
Like the hand of Heracles
That flexes as if
In memory
And makes me understand.
Art of War (day 2916)
I made love in a hurricane
I tied shoes to a running bull
I sang songs in a cemetery
I drank beers underground
I walked on rope over running water
I flew high then had to come down
I raced fast on a singletrack
I woke up in the dead of night
But I never
Fell asleep
In the Art of War