Michelle Has Bowls

one hand rolling around crystal
two eyes closed behind a pillow
a body on the floor with back down
belly up
sometimes good is so good
living a life of spiritual wealth
you want to be free
already been found
the sound vibrating
color everywhere meditation goes
tessa with hands michelle with bowls
me with breath
someone has to find us

Normal Day's

have rain and Majesty
pouring my soul into one feeling
rolled into a trunk for later
the night under my shoe
a heart hanging on one nail
have the right thought
lowered down on my knee
scooped up by a voice
only red turns mute
for tomorrow those push forward
against odds of normality formality
bores
the senses reach around my eye
keep me
me
and them
them

Distance Between Thought and Action

one lives comparable to
what one has
if an arm were considered gold
a smile worth a million
the roof being our sky
love to give
miracles over long distance
humanity just a light
the word a pencil
and a feeling
the truth

TRANSITION

you with the glass shield
falling under our tears a crystal
mineral
stand free
before we scoop them up
the worms go about and around
feet
through his free touch
her heart will search
several sweaters in my closet have holes
who should taste wool before the night
will a verdent smell stretch from an hour
soon to trade
night for day

Peace Talk

the proliferation of a peaceful nation
trust in a sentence those push with tonque
land on all four
at the verge of humanity
the beatles sang in tune
tomorrow is a frog jump away
under the moon
i'll whisper to the one who calls
and if by noon
my dishes are clean
hair just right
something accomplished
those who risk in voice
spin creation upon this nation
on step and point
another day give us
to pray

Morning Has New Meaning

would rather open my mind with wonder
than would close it with belief
a policy so fragile
my watch got stuck at 2 o'clock
under covers
my legs tossed
memory moved my arm
a phone conversation turned my engine off
caught by the government
coloring the day with demand
admiring rasta ground
as the whole world is seated
those people will rise by force
an eye may follow them to the top
purple beetle wings climbing the rain
in organic commitement
lead me again
many wonder, i know.

INSTANT

would have liked to hop on
a bike and follow the dream
was lucid
brief
vivid with his outline of a man
political in action and round in hub
protected by the cause
free to the point
my hands searched for a branch
to grasp the nature of his attraction
presence of the encounter
and abscence of an instant
learned not to wait
this bone is heavy
this thought is deep
my plan is civil
experimental

Purity Folded In Darkness

Darius on me thursday
had potential before and after
coupled by tan combinations of flesh and soul
who is lavish with oral sense
a magical classic
taking root by word
a new scenery of curves diving
in and around astral
likeness and dislike
betoken to truth
i've found surrender a pleasure
not tossed by backhanded gestures
even vows of travel
my stomach remains easy with breath
here and him sit lost in glow
of a treasure
deep and far
sweet exodus

HEALING

entire body of the natural world
we wrap our love around
concerned by the copper image
on my solar plexus
a whisper from beyond
yellow
communicated and carried one
for the length of my skin
reaching into a bowl of beans
a petal pulled over my eyes
the sun originally use to describe
the children
of our natural world
a program of interest
a mouth of juice
a belly of grain
hypnosis of the ear

Blinded By Himself

in winter light
and on the road,
the view of his heart
holding up a dead hare
does not see the life of his kill
with one sentence
gesture of hand or mute voice
eyeballs roll
teeth crackle
nails turn
driving away to the mountains for retreat
pushing down the snow
rolling over the signs with rubber
rigid as jewels though, not as beautiful
his hand is stead fast
to the fumes
of a blind soul
a good old fashion nightmare
and gossip
music has no poetry
cords lost on nerves

Zippo

ways that you can connect on monday
waterfall and you
with a golden ring looped around one ear
listening to a pelican that is near
joel took my attention with his caviler remark
zippo and finished
no connection

Obama War

was stated by justification by heart
connected talk
only those ears are limited
the ears of mice, it won't reach
the skin of young people, will still get burned.
will the soil, housing thousands of insects and minerals listen
by heart? this talk is either dead or alive
if he can convince us war is good
can't they convince us war is good
man continues the same action over and over
using new words
when will words create new actions?

A New Room

timbuctustate for studio & showroom please call

the next female has hair on her head and has directed

her next arm is climbing the walls as they have closed in

a change is coming

in those who talk

walk around the streets

making art relevant and potent with color

i'll find some grace here

Where You At?

on fb now and the distance is too much to feel

his eyes, in love, with him, i'm frozen, the world is on hold

fire burns, water flows, the clouds float , that's the way time goes.

Them Struggle In Vain

keeping on with love fuel love change them

before they can reach for the gold some of them

sometimes they continue with a whole country

them trying to just stay safe and comfortable

how we listen to them

one from the other in material prison them

get smarter when them wake up their feeling

all over them love that feeling

PEACE

bob Dylan? john Lennon? bruce Springsteen, rolly stones? bob Marley? pink?

pink? blue?

i want to love you and treat you right, i want to love you every day and every night?

every night?

in time and in city, music always plays..