How? (day 2931)

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?”

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.

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.

Buzzing Noises (day 2894)

Curious shocks arose from the devilish landlocks
Arrogance broke me
A whirling, buzzing noise
Whispered to my inner brain
As if the cockroaches
Were ticking time bombs
Ignoring every asset that took steam
From the bedroom window
That never twisted,
Though the two lovers did try
And the moon did shine
And the gray faintness
Filled memories
Like a ball spinning on the floor
Ever moving close to a carpeted fullstop
Like a Presidential candidate race
On morphene and glue
Riding horses and cadillacs
Through a busy street
Crowded with patriots
Waving their flags
Flogging each other
In a time warping
Self fulfilling
Ecstasy.
Thus, no peace was found
Inner sanction
Guidance and fishing nets.

Not Lost (day 2884)

I don’t want to be lost at sea
My memory has drawn me
In more than mohagony
So talk to me like harmony
Sweetest voice I’m cheerily
Making my way, landed sweetpea
Underscore to punctuate thee
Drawn tape and ripped cd
Catapult legends we see
And then wearily
Echoes of our hearts reveal
Landed ground, walking reverie
Grown at last my heart’s wildly.

Backwards Memory (day 2872)

I awoke into a dream
That had me backwards memory
Two and two made half is 1
Double meant I’d run
Crossed my fingers
And crossed the bridge
Danced a jig to celebrate
With a bear who spoke my name
While two wise men
Who carried a bag
Came up to me to say
“God, young son,
Will find your way
If you close your eyes and stay.”
So off I went
In the heart of lent
Dancing bear no more
A river bent
My onward path
So I swam into the middle
Where I found my enemy
A rock, so heavy
Floated off the levy
And made it home in time
To dine.

Saddened Parts (day 2854)

Each saddened part of me that looses you
Slowly falls to the ground;
Anarchy amongst my body parts,
One for one is what it’s called.
There are no cryptic memories,
Just scribbled pages of a book
Bent at the corners and stained oily grey
That clearly show a worn use
Only my friendly pair of shoes could wear.
The manner at which each part falls
Leaves no question in my heart
Rummaging my old box stored away
I’ve left to dust beyond.

Taut (day 2833)

Each glow has been filtered
Down a line of education
Memories clouded
By acid rain
And electromagnetic radiation.
In spite it all
Each effort
Each consciousness
Each advocacy
No singular action could resolve
Bitterness we all so feel strong
Yet must we search on?
Should we seek to find answers
So desperately within our reach?
Should we gamble and risk,
Dream and desire,
Fight and protest,
Gripe and lament?
The glow, ever glow,
Keep the strings taut.