It has been hard to admit
That my words have lost meaning.
Even the breath
That inhales to explain
Where my full self has departed to
Has lost its strength;
Faintly attached
With two softly drawn cords
Like a spider web
In early morning dew
(Too delicate and lost
To be trecherous and hard),
Whispers inside myself
Have fallen down.
This weakness has touched my message
– Ice crumbling at the brink of water –
So much so that my eyes
Are no longer opening
With meaning and fury
For they have bid me adieu
While rainwater is expected
To stain this grand scheme.
Tag: water
Distinct Jumps of the Mind (day 3076)
My mind wanders around
The curves of your soul
So that it jumps and jetters
Like a rusted automobile
Lurching and squeaking,
Solid and heavy
With a distinct perseverance
Against the constant decay
Time always tests.
But it always returns
To the same parking spot,
Slightly encroached upon
By the wild weeds of nature
Also hanging on strong,
So that home is known
And the whispers of water
Flow from my soul to yours
In the dull gray of the road
On the dull gray of the wheel.
Truth (day 2934)
I am opening my water hole
Into another sea
Fortune favours me
I closed my eyes and prayed
Mother said I was true
Heard each bird calling
Laid away every weapon
Fought with my own sword.
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.
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
Israel Kamakawiwo’ole (day 2914)
Dancing melody
Softest touch
Trickling water
Riverboat (day 2902)
Riverboat took away my heart
Big wheel and a little curl
Standing at the edge of water
Rolled away with the setting sun.
Lost my heart to a riverboat
She found a man and took my gun
Off she went, another hurt
Left me here and now she’s gone.
Riverboat stole away my girl
Said it was love and rolled away
Wore my shirt and stretched me out
And I waved at her goodbye.
With a Bullet (day 2841)
Watch this driving bullet
Force its way through
Impacted cement walls;
Designed faultline –
Nobody’s in our world
Though we pray they enter in.
Restricted access
Buy more products
Serve our very fear
Irrationally
Never end in sight.
Rationale
Coinciding with political agendas
Rationale
Aligning with domination
Rationale
Marking each bullet
Through our taxed land
Of freedom, of liberty
Of virtues thrown away
Discarded into flowing water
With ballot boxes
Floating away
Submitted.
Antelope Runaway (day 2799)
I shall not live in a desert;
My barren land doth not make clear,
Nor doth skies hold down tears.
No, abyss joins the delicate dance
Of wildflowers and hills
Vibrantly flowing down antelope runaways
And into the heart of my soul
That casts away tumbleweeds
Fearlessly, with purification
Given freely by water
– Plentiful and valuable elexir –
Escaping the death do us part.