Two O'Clock

two is good, three would be,

well, waiting for four.

who's touch and oops a touch like that could be

mistaken by song or an ending gong.

tomorrow brings back a jazzed affair,

i'll look to the sky around two o'clock

where catching winged speed,

the sweetest taboo will descend

with flight,

bringing gifts for the night.

Sapphire Sleep

the day before was of its own

feeling my heart had the sound of a train

passing every hole in the sky

it comes with a whistle like a shepard

or a referee bringing warnings of bad weather

each shoe worn on the wrong foot and night

settled in with voices noted by ugly dialog

though, sleep was sounding of Sapphire

calm and deep

BBall

gold purple staples

beat the floor tonight

count the baskets and steals pulling

from Orlando with might and natural

back and forth then three points six

pounding the score board forward

if all are in unison

gasol ariza kobe and sasha may

score

LATER

the moon in my mind has
for example the future lands upside
down alright you got it
i can see the country side with sight
of a turning page
has the magic touch
my eyes take control and later
write about it

L O V E & Al Green

conversation is plentiful, pouring out in liquid pink
talk is clear and direct if you take
notice of all the thirst for love
in the world

Show Me

come and take me

no one need question that

a love anyone might not have

hear me coming and going

can't suddenly tell you where i am

i've not dozed off or broken any dishes

sharpen your ears and step next to the door

it is going to take much more of you now

to get inside of me

love is

lingering out in the rain

found just the other evening

on Wilcox in my yellow dress

a message came through and

took hold weeks later everyone knows

two landed out in the street with fiddle

in hand and music sounding the body

only today it has come time for tuning

HEALTH

radio talk told me everyone should have

health care is basic coverage of health easy

covered taken care of by each

the problem is in how many are sick

ill and buy drugs from the pharmacy

SUNDAY

sunday was a long day

running through new roads from saturday

taking the 90 by chance and landing in the

right place

has a feeling of freedom and faith

Manners

the missing is easy missed

as far as the distance is

who knows what a blessing is when

arrival the arrival of something comes

with attraction to melt blend mix and

get into

easy and mutual motion forward

what is stopping me

the frame

the color

the kiss

the language

the manner

SHARE

helping each and another share

to the point where wishing could come

to people who need a bucket to fill

or to the one who needs some tears to fall

in the meantime

i planted some seeds and am watching them

break through the packed and moist earth

TEARS

there was a life time when i could

just cry about something of

significance to the who who

was just to drop another one

and then

i started listening

now my tears had no land

to land on

FUN

no recent contact

other than the friendly fondling of different

body parts and vocal flow of breath

coming

Next Season on ABC

Mother's Day

i didn't answer the door

knocking at my belly

i kept silent

watching for the black bird's music

thunder and a letter from the woman

opening the mail

with some avocado

making it's way down my chest

after a coffee we looked in each others

mouth for another chance

to spell out the meaning of

a miracle tomorrow

Moon Light & Frogs

first step forward next is alright

it's going to drive me inside visions

some complex for the moment and for moon light

some say some sing some sail some soak

in the shadow of their fear

those people and frogs leap like

jumping jello off the plate

landing on the floor

Your Energy

i remember the other day
calling out to you the way
towards big fields of tall branches
into the cloud of mist your beautiful
eyes push me right back to the kiss
in your hand when you folded the napkin
in my lap
until then i was slow silly and soiled
with your energy

O and Y

rebel of love

rocking you with beat

to the me and will be free

i and i in a you and in a me

through your dreams

i run your streams

like a river you flow

roll across my log beside your

stream empty with hate

plant it with fate

i'm a rebel for love

are you fighting the war

with me

SPLASH

finally me thoughts come around

thoughts of home thoughts of land far beyond

the eyes of man

getting tight getting right

in the heights of the night

splash splash bash in the deep blue sea

ban to the land go to the star

boom moon shines while the fish swims between my feet

get it right get it tight

is it me is it you

there is no hiding place for the power of creation

in the world

the tree is growing before the seed has chance to

sing

people sing people cry why can't there be love

when we live in a world with so much human kind

love love it's like a one way word

can it be two way

Rasta Talk

really cosmic

that talk with friends put some

music on and finally move a little

at 11:oo after dinner everyone thinks it is bed time

for those classic rules i meditate with rasta

journey to the centre and listen

i would rather believe tomorrow will

be a joy