I was born a liar –
Ten thousand bones
Sticking out of my skin.
Bad, unscrupulously,
With a hex for every breath;
Sin by the mouthful,
And a crux for your habit
Of econoline wealth;
For a vision of darkness
To wash it on down.
Tag: ten thousand
Ten Thousand (day 2448)
Born ten thousand years ago
Learned to see the moon
Carry a fire inside my soul
Lord, I’m coming home
Sitting alone in wild unknown
Breath of ten thousand breaths
Watched a leaf fall to earth
Felt it land so soft
Walked the path till I saw all clear
Deep in a medley hole
Called moon my mother’s name
Lord, I’m coming home
Broken Arrow / Ancient Chang (day 2443)
I faded to a broken arrow
Too many times my fill
I laughed into deep silence
Until forever came my home
With a herd of ancient Chang
Dust from ten thousand rumbles
Falling all around
Stuck to my heart – locust needle
Waiting on nobody
Read my script goodbye
Keep to the Road (day 2386)
Desired to be of waiting, thus
I’m getting tired of wandering
Without a cause.
I want reason that itches
Songs that move me
Lethargy to get the fuck out
Eating I go of dirt road trails
Through my smiling menace
With ten thousand reasons
To keep to the road.
Butterfly (day 2385)
Little butterfly held my hand today
And sweetly sang a song
Each beating wing an instrument
I’ve never heard before
To my ears rushed ten thousand notes
Beating heart metronome
Off again, shifting breeze
Flutter sends my heart.
Monument (day 2325)
At long last
After years of toil
Relentless servants
Of the North Sea Queen
Finished
A monument of the cold
Ravishingly cold Queen.
She screamed the orders
Barked out commands
And had off with those
Who balked at her plan.
A siren had come
And tempted her faithful
Who lasted no more
Then five nights
With what Faithful remains
– No chance –
The siren had blown
Such a warm summer’s wind
Down the back of Faithful
To what ends, no more.
Hearing the uproar
Amongst chattering icicles
The Ice of the North Sea
Knew everything devious.
Off she marched
With ten thousand souls
She commanded an army
To find the rogue, un-Faithful.
Aghast, in the midst
Of passion, enflamed
Engulfed the North Sea Queen
With icy cold madness
Catching in mid stride
Works of a lover
To be sentenced to eternity;
A monument remains.
Sailor (day 2303)
I am not a sailor but I’ve come across the seas
Beat the bitter winter in a trembling schooner
Alive is wisdom of ten thousand hands
To put together pieces I’ve held – still remains
Each beating with a magnified flutter
And in each blossoming moment a child began to say:
I want to be your savior, I want to be your slave
Without knowing how the words echoed in the hands
Of ten thousand missionaries
Without knowing how deeply moving the words spoke
Upon the weathered conscience of the aging sailor played
Who cast with two heavy glances a shifting amicable feeling
That led the two together as the rip tide grows
Until at long last they stood erect, like the cenotaph they had created
With tears wetter than any gale
And the sermon echoes true.
Promised Sea (day 2260)
My silence awaits kindess of
Ten thousand open sails
Journey to a mountain top
In depths of an ancient sea
While o’r each wooden rail
I send my unwritten sheets
That blow away promises made
In a forest made of sleeves.
Mind (day 2235)
My mind does not equal out
What words I’ve had to say
So I, ashamed, shall walk away
Meditate again for a strong vision.
For in the land of hesitation
I cannot succumb to temptation
That leads my heart down a well tread path
Far away from where I want to roam.
Does gloom ever overcome you?
Locked ten thousand dreams away
We shall hold our minds to answer
We shall bow down deep forever.
Awoke (day 2232)
I awoke into a dream so real
As dancing all around
Were voices of ten thousand wisemen
Telling me to humble down.
Yet inside I heard another loud
That beat ten thousand times more
Leading me into sweet heart’s embrace,
A path none can truly ignore.
There I stood in reverie
What’s inside came and spoke to me
And just as my dream came to me
I woke to your sweet grace.