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.