we spend all of our lives

split my tongue with a razor,and burned my shoes.now i go howling,in half darkened rooms.drawn by the scent and the symphony,of red pulsing blood!you arched your back,and the curtains trembled.the vase full of water,fell on your pillow.i awoke from a dream,my lips dry and aching.moaned without thinking,the willow bent, and sure!who are we? the forgotten,the…

that didnt….over battles i fought and lost,over lovers that walked away.over loved ones that diedtoo soon, always too soon.over kingdoms i built that fell.over mistakes i madethat i cant change….over dreams that werent real….but, dammit, every timei see the face of a hungry child,dont matter what color, or where,dont even matter whose child….i cant help…

that melt without a soundand are lost forever.candlewax melted to the formless,mountains worn down over a millennia…the faces of wrinkled old menand newborn babies, one and the same.the fleeting dance of a butterfly,a river singing across centuries.70 years,50 years,20 years, …or maybe just tonite!coming back over and over again,or dissolving like ash into the wind.a…

my wife’s tears fall like thunderto an empty bowli have nothing to buy with,nothing to trade, nowhere to beg,and nothing to stealthe baby’s sick, there’s nothingi can do except watch her diein her momma’s nothing armshungry, and hopelessnothing i can do.

before he’ll come backand tear it all down!people arent cattle,arent meant to be herded…even a man of peacehas a breaking point!when you finally take away hope,then the man becomes a beast…trapped with back to the wall,he’ll turn and fight!

i ask your forgiveness.anyone that has harmed me inany way, on purpose or by chance,i forgive.a great way to start!

eyes that never look upand feet that just know the way.small children running in a graveyardchasing shadows, silent and grey.an old burnt out house still smolders,bare limbs grasping at the sky.and love is an old bucket,rusted, leaking on the ground.that calls your name anddraws your facein a room that no one enters.there’s only today and…

when stars collide,and turtles bump in the night.when the stray cat sleepsin the homeless man’s arms.when the poetbecomes the poem….when the carpentercreates the world,and the farmer dividesthe land from the sea.when the candle exultant,lights itself….and the wind puts it outwith a kiss…when friends speak the language of ears,and follow unmarked trails to nearness.when the song…

every word, every thought.reconcilliate…by every action,every word, every thought.facilitate…by every action,every word, every thought.resuscitate…by every action,every word, every thought.make every breath count!

your lips that color the night skyin deep layers of black…your animal spirit runningthrough fields in the moonlight…the taste of your flesh,your blood on my chin…the howl and the hoot,and then the great stillness…the earth shakes and tremors,great waves rise from the sea…and the wind itself lonesome,fumbles with the latch to your door..the snow fast…

doesnt care less aboutwhether NASA has funding,or whether stocks are up or down,or whether cars are selling,or how much profit Walmart made,or who’s going to win the Super Bowl….shelter from the cold and rain,something warm to eat…and if not dignity, then safety!

shaken with solitude,swallowed up by the womb.hands that built fires,gnarled, clench and unclench.the old clay potfilled with silent dirt.coats hung on the hook,boots that dont travel.telephone lines cut,the ink fades on the page.thump! thump! thump!old hearts still pound.and the darkness is stickywith the memory of fire!