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..

Waiting To Dance

lightly painted as India

shows her sculpture on rock architecture

down with one leg and tossed to the side

a royal posture of ease

the dance is coming

one more inspiration with no ending

seated and waiting for the seeds to grow

eyes blue and walls pink

time has nothing left to promise

Waiting 4 People

how much pollution can one person fit

in their mouth a universe of bull

pass in and out of the room with a glow

the green around their bodies is poison

surviving for hours on city language

rotting fingers and toes with ball and chain

holding tight around the bend for mr. and mrs. security

letters read by a crying post woman

Three Tables

am found my mind passing the time

with a turkey in the oven growing brown

legs getting taller with a shoe

i'm dressed for dinner in skirt and chain

my hands feel free though i've no pockets

found eric across from me john at my left

randy to my right dinner could not have been

any better if church bells sounded

the neighbors over

some friends of the kids arrived

included ping pong to keep things subjective

turkey time lasted from 5 - 9 my wheels rolled

with such ease and laughter

Gretchen dances with pleasure to the

many faces moving the scene

ended with another odd joke

i missed at the front gate again

nothing and everything is passed to me

i would like to recover sooner

grace was missing by prayer

not in a word

Looking For Simplicity

building riffles and bullets in the name of a revolution

putting fish and milk on the table in the name of dinner

with water pouring out of showers and toilets

in grass bugs dig for soil

where do the gentle find peace?

Time & Culture

twitter is a new word for humans
bird talk to other humans who listen to chatter
in the air waves
collective communication connecting cool
vibes spread fast in November 2009
the sun shines on the clock at 4pm
spilling over to December
many hands will exchange dollars
at Macy's for someone who deserves a break
with the present
everyone has a chance

FORWARD

what good and spontaneous joint bodies

can do

for the planet as well as today

the sky covers the earth with love

a union of two souls stretching over the mattress

leading and taking care for the peace

a tree some orange juice and a little tv

left behind a burnt out candle and some curry

just in time for another move

no problem

the bird still sings with ears

i'm going forward

Sad State Of Affairs

close my account under terms of service

pay to cancel pay to close pay to finish pay to

live pay to breath pay to talk pay to think pay

to drink pay to write pay to love

you can't love even if you could love you can't

love

pay to love pay to laugh pay to sit pay to

walk pay to drive pay to sleep pay to

sing pay to dance pay to eat.

SATURDAY

i've no inspiration
nothing to put any soul into
the day a move is creeping up
leaving ozi downstairs with his cars
and teddy with a number
terah with an ocean view
scissors that click beyond hesitation
and short hair

First Taste Of Judgment

a move by night under the fence was a weapon

a revolt of skin and bone against the gun

a conversation on the cycle of death and birth

forgive me for not taking a gesture of resistance

ego desire pulled at my hair

informative enrollment would succeed with image

of the most sensitive

my first reaction is the right one

how then

do i land here and now?

Shop Talk

heart ache jealousy pain

is going to come tonight tomorrow

with or with out my consent

for now the music is just right

the horn is strong and strings

doubt the calling of tension

sound leaves wrinkles

white test me with silence

my memories fight for space

from friends the meaning is gone

thier time is measured by an advance

for their future and is stretched out by their hard

little hooves marked with a price

play the game drink the drink and walk the talk

Man On A Wire

what grace fills a foot forward and

drops fragrance to the air with a birds scent

how few thoughts enter my loves mind of mine

of his thoughts i can be sure a wire is taught and long

walking this far the same way

under which paved streets crawl and sway

to a cloud a lofty idea has bounce

caught in love - landed between two towers

the distance parched like an ocean of leather

mind and mind twirl to save the flesh

Darn Fellows

costumed with a wit for people and places

blood runs down the front of innocence

with so many mountains of teeth and toes

a smile on the red of hearts

reaching through the bulls shit

a child on this planet plays with frogs

respect and peace instead of propaganda

turning the wheels of original time

all colors in nature have different laws

than the people with enemy minds

Subtle In Character

volume sensitive over limited brains
my spoon falls to the floor with optimal impact
the suns still burning the sky even in November
LA plays for sodium rich blood seen in a magazine
sweat and secretion clear a path for raising and increasing
the excess of illusion one puts on in the morning
a syndrome is reliable on site
i discovered clitoral enlargement after he told me
which way the skin becomes characterized by love

O Is Downstairs

taken and glad with great obligations

many strange and material things have crowded together

an evening with O kisses set any frailty of mind

apart and in motion the whole world steps forward

now excited by the prospects of achievement

next to O m and n are silent

That is why - love and life - my whole voice

now reinstated with tone and idea

all those in chaos are now gladden with me and my choice

PLAYED

view photos of me when the window is open

at the end of the road we found some fun

at those times i just smile

with what ever leg goes first

that dance is lasting until someone moves the chair

all emotions come from the gut

the brain is so slow

with a tail around his chest

her bottom can rest

Shape Of Art

turning in mud, the calls of mercy have left a mountain of coins

across the street his tree is surrounded by a cement bed

from below, her green leaves draw into blue and white

all tan with the tone of skin reflected

by fire in the sky.

ride a carpet by day, send an invitation of laughter

into the night tomorrow has an imprint of

today's peace and beauty

rooted in your picture

another image of nature.

New Dealers

that smile appears in my stomach

landing on pins turned towards the stars

and the air clotted together in a block

of lapsed conversations and vagrant despondency's

all the lost souls attempt to smile

like keys without locks

fallen between their teeth

a burn of light exposed by the night

turns in a blace of motionless tracks

a promise to be performed in a sack

Sit Up

who can move a voice forward winding winding

put on a hat over yellow hair put your body

in a dress put some fashion on a hip add some waist

refine a word to toe

sit out the time sit up on it

take it use it put it up for view

like a light house standing on an island

for a new comer to see

Black Sky

every night and day thirteen

ride on the mountain with one hand

forging thick and luminous directions

only two of their eyes can see

black starting the day and black ending the day

the sea only has to rise three inches

if anyone cares

Watching & Waiting

reasonable negotiations of heart
our doctor's funny bone is breaking
a view point is reached with several
angles on one topic
the entire human civilization stands
to convene with Peruvian shaman's
our next direction for a decorous position
situated in pageant next to the owl
a plant will tell you
the blood of your belly is toxic

Soul Surrender

the devil had a hold of me

the other's knew to let me be

in taking all advice and fuel for thought

my door would not stay open

old folks and young one's could smell

the nectar on my nose from

days in battle with butterfly's

bee's and later those who like

not the who but the what

touch upon a tree

i let the wind take me up

turning my head i could see

i was free

All The Way

silver night and disarmament

all the way with a lining across the forehead

not to mention those with dirty nails who sing

out with sobering tones in truce and cyan

angels whisper all the way to your ear

found my arm relaxed by your humor

for one hour the trees stood still

i waited for the door and sounding a call

leaped for the next fall

I Know U Love Me

seeds are everywhere just dying
rotten with artificial love
even if one wants to love
the landscape over 2009
won't let you
go away carrying one finger out
an eye to the sky and a first
face coming later than expected
the hour is Winter
the day is gone

noble peace

prize in a velvet yellow wrap with a reflection of

everyone how we do as we do a peace thing

jig for some more land sky water air

share free form

people place thing at a point the earth

will enjoy us too and we will enjoy each other

below sea level or in a high rise

PASSING

blood clot who ever intends me harm;

yours in the oven stand up with rising heat

fend off the thief

any poisonous blow of my labors

darkens your flesh and crown your head with knives

a pillar of cursed backed with a stiff elbow

behind as i move, the weak of soul pass

leaving a plum or two

pick up where i left off

and move in blossom with the

voice of Buju Banton

11 HOURS

ego blasts me back to the hospital

across from a love couple and a broken leg

i tried to meditate with alternate nasal breath

and multiplied the number of germs around me

after that decided the outdoors were sexier

walk

on stairs elevators legs toes feelings chairs

spin with freedom

Yes Man

with no hesitation or characteristics

the color of blue is seen in an upward lift

images of a pair finding a moment in the

moonlight on the curvature of spinal bones

keeping a shadow to the floor

teeth hide in memory of times

past and young now mature and over

flowing with perfect time and serendipity

THINKING

share seventeen with amounts of more

for free information or exchange services

with one hand and two smiles happiness is

awakened to the closure of secrets where

the waterfall is cool and pools of clear water

every single day bring a little something to

the party making people and weather sit

with different thoughts

I'm Not Through Yet

state-bound conversation leading to

deconstruct the hour with kindness

no preparatory or plan is necessary from

the start an easy and thinking flowing being

is in the shadows making right

three nights and days holding down gold

and still into you

Folly Race

let you slip down with a fork in one hand

watch you tumble over rocks with no clothes

then miss the hold with one foot forward

direct you to the corner store

would rather see you fall and

shed tears on the table then give

a helping hand dollar note word

how beautiful the human race

misty and cool with germs of a cold

a man or woman has no sleeve to

dance in

10:00 AM

much stillness following a rush
at my window a chill
left by a man's decisiveness
at his shirt a stained mark showing
a folly for hunger to power
her skirt tossed across one leg
admires the nice morning cool
sent in a message from outside
the day is here

Who's Knocking?

ringing at 4:30am and knocking at 9:30am

fatal to my voice or the sight of my bare back

working up an appetite for many of the feline

type what you need, i'm on to you

take it slow change your speed stay in your lane

it doesn't feel itself seen and touched - love

is just a view that doesn't always see itself

she who rose like the moon

can keep the light shinning within

with or without you

seen caught or heard

Long Roots

the dentist said, "you have the longest roots i've ever seen".

from where did they come? i thought.

hours of reggae music, hundreds of reggae shows,

a couple of rasta/dread boyfriends, Italian blood?

ital food or deep thinking?

should i feel encouraged or enthusiastic? if my roots

are so long and strong, why are my teeth so fragile and week?

which organ runs into the roots and does a different organ run

to the bone?

a chinese dentist, a hispanic secretary, and an italian- german-dutch patient!

Tree Spheres

spheres in the trees with two windows and a bed
wood on wood and body and body
my eyes catch the hair on your face
spinning trends in houses balanced by my smile
a leaf in the hand and one at my door
i think i'm home
Canada per night $120
steep and catching a breeze
the green movement
is tempted to bark and scratch
where will that get us?

The World Is As It Is

some outer ones got on the inside and trouble

regular and usual joy

like a candle holder

i designed the next spinal cord and left

a kiss on the head

holding our core to a chain reaction

living to the bone

Beauty & The Beast

francesca with the right number song and chair

pulled over through the right sense

another vibe out of the window

wood be right back

can i get it can i rent it can i buy it can i wear it can i own it can i read it can i keep it can i

and i

live it?

A Lifetime Of + And -

scratching a living at the door a wolf steps with nails flexed
waiting for food and cheer upon an ear
down the street handsome as a living oak
the man with long hair
sends messages with a stroke
unbending connection lasts
for hours of a loving treatment
today, is my birth day.

P.Ozi

began with hands royal to the color of skin
lasted for a month with shoulders at the desk
in the morning was shared meditation shared food
shared thoughts
integrated until
skin and history took a adverse route
north no longer going south
just out and gone
divided and vanquished
big and great to small and fake
dejected
white has no duality
black has no boundaries
orange has flavor

My Friend

cook's food nicely with ear to fork
and a wine glass back and forth
commenting on the quality a missed
question past under the chair

years to recall a ball bouncing on the wall
a tea pot whistling morning and night
the door was open
a call was met and her kids or mine
there is no regret

Change Is Coming

prepay with data on the floor

simplicity calling 4G out of the yard

a wire on the wheel

pulled with breath

the next caller awaits only seconds

for some private time

your good will can be what locomotion

spent in hours of meditation

young persons hold the hand of

our future upon an independent rotation

a smooth of the bell i am unrecognizable

and a lion and her mate emerge from the fires

and clear grasses to put grains up

enough of the world is in spoken language

a sharp eye is planted on the curve of a soft edge

DICE

nice mice carry dice for the season's rice
gamble and toss the chance to dance
live in yoga from there to here a story
a country a culture
taken by vulture's and run by roaches
the cross section of experts multiplies
dies and one more time shake a hand
toss the dice

It's Time

save the wall the shower the music the man

in one breath any fool can change

the mind moves with love to the next

staircase trails the fragrance of a high note

climbing on my shoulder the wind has it's

mood in the moon

for how many nights my legs listen

and the breeze between the leaves

wistle

this thing must be spoken

of a year my light has been on

MEN

take yoga with fewer complaints per minute
stationary foot to nose
who may or may not make a sound
is an outlandish remark
experience with Jack tells me
to hold back
wait for the right amount and don't underestimate
myself or him
talking to no body and stretching a limb
from length to length
sleep sleep go the night
of the world and single hearted with purpose
men appear everywhere

HOPE

i'm not your mother

the world awaits fragrance of a rose in the air

perception with a blue lining and white rings of cloud

lean into my belly button

wishing for Peter, my car mechanic

to find a pot of gold under his next job

put me on the freeway safe

so far

Duarte, California keeps two men in a world

where three men are creating bombs

and women struggle to have a voice of power

pulling up the ruins and sweeping off the dust

Take The Chance

a conversation with just the right tonal manipulation

would turn up a cauliflower in light

her mouth opens for the future

to those around whom sit in doom with

ambiguous characteristics leading the planet

for the few who carry a torch into the infinite

existence is not hazardous or evil

proportions lash out and disrupt balance

of a miracle she has juice and sweet-smelling

brims of starry solutions

for the one or two who trust

a conversation with tonal manipulation
would turn up a cauliflower with just the right
key of light from her mouth
a leaping faith of promise

Union and Non -

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after war before breakfast outside under the tree on the street across from a booth a woman reached with her skin and caught an eagle of a dream during meditation i felt the opening of a curtain with velvet holes glide beside a cyclist with hair on his toes my sight was bright with lentils and roasted walnuts in a bowl with goat yogart my bottom thighs and waist have shrunk

sunk the next phone rings i'll answere with no expectation, this is LA.

Plan A Trip

not with many people in the world

with each person

a female or male

feel

the mail keeps coming generation after generation

news plays over the stereo

outside

the moon shares one table with many people

and the drink flows

to a favorite sky the eye

is watching with all skin

exposed by a few

the world

will carry two more to the store

and i'll plan a trip

with new people a lizard and an alien

AVALANCHE

after hours

took my eye to the corner of an hour

and found a man with a talent for things

places words and touch

when the snow falls from the top

an avalanche calls down to the bottom

with a loud sounding rush

i called to return Olivier's call

and heard my heart crashing

against the thought of my freedom

HELP

car stopped on the west bound freeway

my back facing the back of the next stomach

fast as a car can move was the air around me

standing waiting praying

for help

LA Skies

light it up and take a meditation coco puff

loud disturbance in the crowd

music laying down and pretty California mountains

and nice layers in the sky

yellow tea cup orange tangerines and pink clouds

line just in time to take another meditation coco puff

Moving On

meeting place for higher consciousness at 606 Venice Blvd.

conversation wanted nothing but to be clear about

the room it's use and vibrational representation

stillness is a common place for he and i

for those who seek

the sooner we are

WALLS

we will share the shelter

the room and the bread with feeling

for what each one knows

for the cards on the table

at night a temporary roof houses all

the same love

carry the air around you and be able

to open the sky every night

my single thought

Personal Yoga Time

a lovely way to burn

plans friends and work crossing

lines necessary for one heart to bleed

with passion only a one side road

those ego's driving past the past

and driving straight towards their bank

are all dreams going on endlessly with one

choke in one moment after one conflict

do i ever pass your mind?

BELLA

sweet face close by the day

of those who still pray for those who don't pray

tonight has contentment sitting at the door

hours surrender with love in view

you and them can share

flowers bells smiles and miles until

tomorrow will come

hearts minds of all the breathing souls

hugging and kissing regardless of their

neighbors shoes

make plans to feel a hand

or two

Dub Club on Glendale Bld.

was just in the light of a light singing out

with his shoulders rounded Pablo

Moses pulled the audience forward with bugle

curtains open and feet pounded all around

walls just open backwards to let Olivie enter

side patio was secured but,

inside made a deal with god to

straighten any ill fortune with notes

unshaken by doubt.

Meditation Motion

first i tumbled across the open fields of grass

landed a few times in a tree and by chance

sat on top my head

supported by chair and blanket my eyes circled

back with a steady gaze upon

a forward thought of action

go out and talk to everyone who

holds an ear in their hand and a smile

in their heart

One Leg Broken

still like to coexist

put bone on top of bone

and hair next to hair

some freckles and a skirt

with jeans and a wallet

the dance is constipated with

treatments and words to

provoke or calm the little minds

of those with a measure stick in their pockets

while sitting on a round chair with one leg broken

a person with flavor will treat the condition

simply smile and accept the discomfort honorably

changing with the next gentleman

Objection of the Time

missed the sign on her face

a sour and longing cloud of breath

have a piercing story to tell before and after

the moment slipped through an eye of blue and brown

mixed with good conversation and faith

tomorrow enduring adversity with luxury

our distance is romantic

time objects to force and success objects to love

her friendship symbolized the hour

RAIN

read the signs on the wall
label them by the following terms
of agreement and disagreement or
by helpful and not helpful
with so many cues everywhere
who is who
sounds like play until someone
gets hurt
positive sign
for a positive day

Morning Practice

park up with some bark and a pecking little bird

holding the wind between our ears

eyes folding up and down at the sound of our breath

feet pulling up earths vibration colored with groovy

meditations on a fifth sense

hair floating on top the surface of yesterdays shampoo

yoga at the park

Community Class

at 2:30pm eight people came together in one room
with a wall sized window
puja table and a talking Christi Christenson
pulled her voice up and down with an embellished
tonal note on a high swing
giving the instructions a sense of urgency and strain
to carry my leg forward with a push or anchor it
with a steel peg
however my spine would respond
i resisted the locomotion in her voice
she gave direct and clear descriptions as
to use body and bone
organic evolution of energy knocking
transcending the tone in voice
we arrived on our backs in stillness
starting and ending in OM

X X and X

wings blowing in from the pacific

straightway with vocal clarity

the flesh of my arm only

and as long as love will carry your face

forward pressing back against the whole

of being with non-being

only your love moves me

from the dark of the world all my books

remain closed,

accept for the one contained in memory.

Boring News

cold pack

mix

Hollywood with Viagra and get a sort

of expression layered with fudge

the goal to get onto myself

or around myself?

People & Places

sounding out a cry from across the building

too close for a window cleaning and too far

for the truth

Mature Thought

a bounty of years probing the end
and finally appealing to my senses
pushed through with whistles bells trumpets
sounded the call and through it all
gold purified with hours of watching
writing and listening
for the thing that sends one foot
closer to the mountains and waters
of right livelihood
coming to a network channel
tearing the screen with questions
that rule the heart mind

LUNCH

sitting with legs undressed and bent
blue fabric lay across at high thigh light and breezy
indoors the mood was normal
all eating, talking, making their future plans
fixing their mistakes and pushing food down
their well dressed figures
covered by one another
passing a look
as strangers do before the time
my table dripping in mirrored questions
with words that will go nowhere
with no emotion a relationship coasts
and appearances go on
never to reach the shore,
the air is chilly.

Demanding the Hour

add one friend to the meal

dressed in motivation and the soup

seems of swimming insects and pests

for the remaining hour

the man holds stead fast to his

beliefs and convictions that his thought

rules the hour

elephants could not pull him

from the spoon he holds with

his firm grip

he buys more time during the performance

calling out, "am i the man".

Fried Rice

possibility of rice meeting corn the other morning

was just like the towel Claudia tossed in the sand

and for amaranth, the pot waits for water

barley too and even millet is taking its time

like the tortoise following the hare

someday the mixing will beat the racing

and the table dishes will be wholesome and fresh

for another round of stories

FREEDOM

leisure walk with ease not pleasing or teasing

beside a gentle breeze and surface streets

for several or few a rest took

two

improve too

sleep and sleep

above or underneath

SWAGGER

simply to get
with the bulk of our palpable world
is more than of interest lately
of its trains and coastal plains
packed with animals and bugle
cleanliness and riff
portable for taste with smile
in a time zone that was cut off
your swagger softly you
take from ivory and eyes of black
unmoved by the others
lack.

Oldest Friend

coastal garage

a high place somewhere

with jimmy and sarah

walk talk make sense in

the speed

by

with new music

all took me back to 1981

easy time easy talk

take a seat sit in the dark

sleep under the trees

QUANTUM

new post,

reaching the limit of my thought and the appearance of beauty,

Einstein alone could not see the whole

of 'view' (in waves or curves)

looking with a unit of elemental energy?

Visual Sound

ear to ear and toe to heel

my hair in malibu taking shape

crossing leg over leg to reach Orhan

on the corner before the door closes

taken by what i like

given by music to the day i die

sound visual?

Natural Fine

mislead us to deceive us

material city in original seed

it's a natural fine and think up

in higher land one day turn the road

memory floating forward with arm

and bottom of belly full

landed communication put the light

in the eye

lit phrase rise and lead the way

Learn La Law

crossing skin under skin

sharing a cover and a bottom

to be in love through any sensation

got to know the time and learn la law

midnite hour brings new meaning

to a perfect heart

Empty at 7 O'clock

i was at a pool table with women

yesterday the voices of four

cheered over my curiosity

speaking to find a living mind among strangers

bending this way over green velvet with sharpness

stretching to align just then

attention everyone

looking for one's good looks or

holding a flowering spirit adrift

in the coming of twilight

all departed

empty from the congestion of

self - expression left behind

servile men thinking

among themselves

Y CLASS

studio u

at this stage a lofty introduction

may exude or exceed what reasoning in

Tao my years collecting

by ball and chain

responsibility and loneliness has acquired

each a person a witness

a lion and a leaf

each a creature put forth

a offering

take to studio u

Small Minded Circle

if the nature of one is contented

not to reach outwardly

the moon shines brightly on one's skin however,

the ordinary and insecure will thrash at every

chance to disrupt and tease with morose pleasure

in comparisons and illusions what is favored

adorned and even holly

bored with their own strife for individual color

and decipherment.

seclusion never appeared before me

though, experience has caught up with my

labor and is now tormenting

free thought by blast.

i need time alone to read Dostoevsky

SOMETHING

can't run away from yourself
yourself your self must have done
something wrong why can't you find
positive in conversation running away
with illusion of self every one thinks
their burden is the heaviest
running away
something
something

Displaced In Motion

estranged to myself

like shadow on water

bubbles and blossoms devoured me

in the experience

i displaced myself to the motion

wrenched by a seizure of hands and

compliments of lasting friendships

this way and that i was tossed

for i see that habitual ways

are loathing and motivated

coming out of the thorns my skin

wet

marked for memory

sounding not to echo

their being destroyed

One More

one more

unless i can get more

a few here and now

every one's time

what a wonderful world it could be

GRADUATION

returned
sitting on bleachers with strangers
piled bench by bench in a sea of
heads
gathering to view a sea of graduates
hopeful
for a future in the world
speaking before those who
robbed the world

LOVE

oh, yes i can type.
what is it your trying to say?
for that matter,
what is it i am trying to say
with my love?

Next To Nothing From Something

this way or that way

your capacity to fill the moment

including your feelings and mine is

young and retarded in voice and color

of romance your flesh comes with

such a bitter smell

turned almonds by brute or by song

yours still sit in water

better could make butter

bring it with your renewed vows to my neighbor

they have no spoon to stir elegance and will be satisfied with

broken skins

Loud Crow On Its Course

surprising

the man in the tree

he came down like a loud crow on its course

making a whale-mouth of a noise

forcing his plan to fit against all odds

he would even steal the flesh of the moon

mighty

shall she bless the beast

or leave him to blow his own horn?

PADLOCK

it seems to me that we are wrapped

shore line up in breath and stars

that i'm still in love with the shape

your eyes bend to touch the back

passing in a rain fall of color mixing the

two of our minds into arms legs raised

for some nibble off the shoulder

need a basket to carry this feeling off

the hip

moving with unbelievable unison

you never let go

keep taking me across the burning

den

knocking at my door all the time

corrupt my day for the last time,

i need to do laundry!

MUSIC

the sound of music in the beat of the heart

sounding the instrument of choice.

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

Ordinary Exchange

you took my hand

took my eggs

took my words

took my car

took me from the kitchen

took the night

with your sweet smile

ordinary

i gave you everything i could

the moment

took hold and i woke

with plants & perfume

in my bed

HOURS

if it were to sound like that it would look like this

and far as i can remember, the trees filled the sky

after each wind i would pick up a leaf

and walk for hours

Lips

i'm sorry for the man to love a girl

like me to take you out and spread some

moving and boundless love touch around

the side of sun which burns us to the next one

up with some pepper and salt

over with some mushrooms and carrot

grilled to taste you when you lick your lips

a girl like me

Find Somebody Else

we say to one another

by finger and then tip of the tongue

even to those who do not deserve it

among the walking pedestrian

who would know stars glide like a flying torch

unless you take your eyes up

and listen to the hush in the air

rehearsing behind the scene of the world

the evening comes forward

meant to take her

he brought with him feet

and barely the size of a fist

some food

her lovely legs walked into the other room

TWO

kiss that's right

rolling down in color for now

clear from the start what

is full of life crossing a bridge

intangible to the stomach

a humming bird changes direction mid flight

prepared for love

The Undirected

clown fly's by air

or in my head

where oh where

is the driver going to the

airport with style

those dare to be on land

with virus or name

i'll pick them up take them out

call the circus and sign them up

Return To The Roots

then the man in the tree

of his game it came back to me

torrential beginnings or natural

round evenings touch my heart

while blossom trees open and show

their flowers

return to the darkening stars

and leave for below

in the roots once again

Next To You

you are commanding alright

how do you royally drive the car

feed the mouth and make a living

by grace om work is everywhere and

in every task a flower is born

a message of surrender is noted

on paper or by voice

the words of my friend

leave me anxious to perform

with might and refinement

WARM

my elbow rolling in circles

below the sun with soft earth

i covered my eyes and let my spine

grow

as tall as Joshua tree

By The Window

at the light with my skin cool
from a window breeze lifting the
edge of my name and leaving no title
open now with a widening view of sea
and sky my feeling feet are restless.
i keep moving out of corner's with a
quickness in eye
from the once fragrant and sunny porch
to a window on the top floor with no
patio.
seeing and not seeing the water
desert calling me and Jean Anne
on her way.

Dollars

at the center of one dollar
color by braille
those reaching for a wallet
have arms busy with purchase charity or collecting
search for an affordable payment
and try to stay free
of debt
hand around a smile
watch the relief fall by the curb side
and count your pennies later

cute

plants poses their own strange

link with love

and can transmit energy only with love

makes me think of all things

moving breathing

sharing only if and when

not really now and always

sometimes produced by love

and never does he recognize the

force coming through him

him he thinks is the force

how cute

Prince Ozi

singing mind

'open up your eyes'

under shades behind fog and through a lens

eyes

ozi went to the eyes

coming forward at me with swift

sweep the mood and taking the

moment by artful clarity

where you at?

Falling In

spilling into a bed of feathers

cotton and night she feels restless

only when being talked to, looked at

with questions holding why notes

again nodding, she must take them

all of them with sincerity

most of them have no idea how short

or how near she wants to be

to her bed

Essence

the petals are formed by the configuration

of love

essence survives the death of love

moving in all directions

to be pulled through the right time

in a new form

club ivar

finally they come around

with this heart spread love

Been Lifted

onne for now

pulling my shirt over my shoulders

a small snake weaves it's little nose

down my spine

my voice shutters at the mistake of a wrong

direction

tomorrow, later, when and if

change of direction - upward

catching the next ride to trench town

see them as they watch the wind

now is the important moment to

be weightless, mobile, independent

the source of change

find it in my pocket

now

.com

.com

come and go

look at the stars right

kiss me where your eyes sing

a bad song wonder how many degrees

are down sized by feelings your thoughts

today's life?

comparison

.com

just letters and you know there's so much more

wonder

through touching the quitar or piano

how to make it 'real'.

GALORE

you could feel the soul intoxicated

another black night getting a song all over

everyone feeling the mood dream

this arm reaching for her dance under

a side of a shine galore

she took my hand and opened the door

to her me shy and innocent still i made it in

like we want it for tomorrow

hope

The Act Changes The Word

with what did i awake this morning

who dreamed of me last night

how did i know you were thinking of me

when i felt a pain of heart

together, could we have taken a

deviating path just by talking with

or without fear for tomorrow

for now the window stands still

only my heart is shattered

with the action you've plucked

and flipped away a perfectly good

blush of a fancy day

WHO how

the end result will reflect a mirror

as to the undecided and pessimistic pocket holder

a reflection of what will tenderize and satisfy

the weak of heart

must be guided with feeble jolts to the ego

a dance of sorts to bring about the numb and dumb.......

FRIENDS IN LA

Shoot for two

a double some jam and go for the jacket behind

the door . Each one takes as much as they can

and then trying to get some more.

Fold your heart down

because if they can't you'd darn better be

able to.

Past times of friendly and chatty

now everyone is all combat-y com(baty) come back

you.

body rock

talk the shop past the microphone

and electric stand a dance from

head to toe

show the show from the side

Anthony B, set the audience free

SPACE

may i wake at 5:27am tomorrow morning

to witness a meteorite flying through space

within our earth's atmosphere

in a dream

who will be walking?

Around The Post

found a flower pot made in Philippines
time over and a gentlemen wishes to talk
about his daughter's lizard, his fish tank
their bathroom and his girlfriends
to my laughter he continued
getting better and better
finding a stranger with humor and random
talk the more i like going outside my post
a needed third party and hoping
my phone will ring with the one who
never talks about anything
but good love and good sleep

Stumble To Freedom Everything In Me

a miracle to me

take my hand until they ask how

far this mind can go

however death works to circle me in..

something opens a window to life in me

to shake my head with all that

my hands touch your arm

my skin knows and will walk

through a dark shadow

leaving me to sleep with serenity...

OUR

silence walking with or with

with the sound of street noise

what use to be far is now close

mature tree's and old car's with older

remarkable characteristics in

objects of the hour

International Women's Day

all scent caught from the light

pass before your window a view

of love and decoration

more than the word found in

loves stories and reaching beyond

tomorrow's inventions

woman rest your battle

let the nature pull up again beside

you and have faith

do not call on honor or pride

let the trappings of culture

be adorned on someone else

have your beauty where it is as it is

here with you

After A Virgo?

virgo strength leads to a closed door

if your not coming i'm going

and under the force of a strong will

passionate heart and wildly open voice

the one you may miss is behind the door

at the corner waiting for a break in spirit

or behind the wheel hoping for a bump

over my free and leaping thoughts

into some conceptual show or stylish dress

my love will survive

distracted from the next one

planning to hunt down his girl

FROGS

i ask myself weather frogs
are so curious, so interested
in the love between man and women
or family
or neighbor's
how troubled the mind is with
those who interfere with relationships
between the sheets and at the table
poor fellows who can not find their own
reason's in life
let those backbiters find another
way to use the soul
touch ground and
while those who can settle for love
be turned wave by wave
unmoved.

EP

when you do something for joy

and then it turns into work

and then into orders

and then to force

Elvis Presley

and many others.

Dinner Table

welcome to supper

you will be served a plate

of retard

distortion from what you know to be good

and delicious

great and forward

the waiter the bus person and the host

are evil in character and lost in space

they are disconnected from a single thought and take

the chef's dish

change it twist it and serve it

from the kitchen to the table

a distortion of the higher proportion

now changed and served

to the customer

with this i am bound by universal law

to excel or parish sleep or wake dance or freeze.

EVERYWHERE

Today is the first day of March

March is the third month in 2009

2009 is the year you make a move

move in a way that looks like god

god is love and love is everywhere

everywhere you go you are

are you ready for me?

and 'some' are just plan, messed up.

INSIDE

with hold the sun
are you joking? same as it always was
the heat coming through my window
and light seeping under my door
shared information making it's way
slowly to my ear
with hold the heart
are you joking? same as it used to be
the laughter sounding down a phone call
and love pouring through a voice
each one gives only what they have
inside
is a tight and narrow shaft
an infinite well of space
a round and rolling ball
a square with edges.

A Friend Told Me

negotiations in the left drum

of my ear. even fair i found little balance.

disturbed by my own failure to

make better negotiations.

ALWAYS

i'm not sure why i'm calling

but, your always there as the juice

until the rainbow blows until the door

closes always until the night turns

into the top of a mountain

wish that you were born into another time

until the darkness comes to shine

did you know that your voice is giving life always?

Tell Me That I'm Wrong

when ever i see your clothes
drop from the branch
notes colors flavors
a dish made sexy with butter
salmon spice and rice
can you blame them for what they are?

TREES

give me one more week and i'll finish

the skillet the fish

the glass the ocean

the clothes the fields

the paper the trees

Voice Like Lightning

you don't say before you rude
and fresh way out there neither can call
or ring with understanding
the song voice going with a grace
un stop
continued with ring and can not stop
wide like lightning
and good for the next day
hhhhhmmmmmmmmm

KEYS

from the end of the road
i'll take you to the farthest tree top
in the deepest fields of sense
you'll know what the poets speak of
until then, you can have my keys.

CC Indie

what about it, the yellow or pbs?

if i should fall asleep i hear you following me

down the way

on the way

yours and mine have been happening for some time.

a witness to your success, dressing the show

the snow and window window on skid row

culver city turning yellow from a tainted soul

looking to land a price a job a gig a spot a sale

putting it together you flow

cherry nice.

CLAUDIA

drive a motor bike

under a mountain ridge

i heard the wheels from a distance

went to the store.

Blah Blah Blah Struck One Day Blah Blah Blah Everything Blah

you are currently following a blog
of the present pathway to heaven
just as i couldn't see from all the freedom
in my mind i was so out of my head
across and then i let go

VALENTINE

between the two a

sacred bond of heartfelt feeling

kept or broken

shared in prayer and herbs

welcome everyone to your door and be aware

of your blind eye

a saint is in disguise

most of all

care and trust.

am

just can't help acting like a child

open the door to a surprise and gentle flow

of your walk to my back

nervous and trembling with touch of

your beard.

baby come with out your brush or socks

and catch us doing what we like doing

this door shut down the night and before

the day could push you down the road

i get to love love love you.

Let It Be Praised

come down from above

been seen before it was three

then it was four in the fire

shed the skin and amaze from

such easy power

let it be

to fall free, those that bind and wish

against the movement of your praise

PASSWORD

idiot

what is my number the number

such an idiot

the password my password

gd idiot idiot

which one is it is it the same one

idiot

Been Told

almost

just like a friend

who is sending their best wish

through the mail

when

i will receive a note

from a friend

telling me all is well

that day

has never been told

until the changing season

we carry love forward to each

shore and share the seed of

each and every story.

MASK

disconnect all the wires

crossing you from outside your

ear to across the room

under layers of table fashions

and piles of sheer shallowness

displaying and functioning as mask

for an hour or day

night being the ultimate mask for

a disjuncted body

Under Code

under code you may feel safe

with beautiful smile

you could pass for loving

the planet your family and neighbors

when found

you may get hostile

flipping this way and that

in the color you may feel

covered by

layers of years

from out of memory

a strike like no other

timely and deserved

CARE

blond consciousness of brown

black awareness of tan

teacher observes conditions

prepared language meets at the corner

before taking a turn

rubber notices water

the way i notice men

with caution and deliberation

unless, my interest has no care of consequence

or continued thought.

Put Me To Ease

ah, a breeze

of all touch

carried by the one

under each arm

lifted by bone i can't help to see you

between the tree's and water below your smile

enters my eye

of the one

you've undone all that came up

from yesterday i have no memory

yet, the sight of your muscle together with the

blue of my bed

puts my

mind at ease.

Why Do We Sway?

we need to roll

in the crowd tonight, move

freeze like time dressing on a fresh dish

in a composed and freaky sway

real nature of the moment

is so innocent all in amber scent

some deep kissing out of this world

on our way

coming together with right right right

eyes to the left waist back hands to the sun

J took my second attention

forward like no other

made

the scarf relax on his neck

and my feathers pop

waiting for a better offer

to increase your life skills

super narrow

between what your limited pea brain

can imagine and what your eye

sight might catch

over night dreams listen to the wind

wander across fast fields of shard

worlds

for long, most of us knowing

love is a fantastic state

of mind holding down the

heart.

Toe Lock

oh, the anger that took me by force

the static hold that rang my mind with

robust and demanding energy

freezing all sense of love and joy

time was terrible and my toes

locked up with

well, the wrong lock

and then, today

i'm free

my worries and frustrations have

been relieved

whom or what caused the terror

was the same

to release me

AT&T

has us all by the balls.

Do the blind 'see' color?

sent to wall street

and did not pass Jesus

went to the library and did not

pass Lincoln

found dust on my floor

and rolled open a match

put the room on light

and listened to each voice

closed my eyes

waiting to 'see' what the

problem is with race and sex

President of USA

went out to plant some thoughts

the air, was under my feet and his

voice, took my window down.

Venice walk

a stranger passed me her heart

left her smile on my lips

and in the hustle, i saw a voice

move on all of creation

with ease

yes Sir, please.

INAGURATION

been around the world

and i can't find my baby

peace

for a while

yo

chance for some

love

2009

finally back to back

skin to skin

like my word

no credit and nothing down

peace

in the speech

behind the voice on his lips and forward with talk

Tuesday January 20. 2009