Beyond the white capped sea
that sparkles in the golden light
Beyond the setting sun
that welcomes every starry night
Beyond the winks of time
that vanish in the flashing green
Remain the memories
that linger like a silent scream
Poems
Oh, show me the ugliness of power wielded wickedly,
I'll witness the brutal man's tyrannically violent eyes
A poem of redemption,
proof it's never too late
to Bob Marley our arse,
in positive accentuate!
being a poet 'tis easy
admitting you're one
manifested my truth
now penning poetry,
twins in old shallow
farewell to you fools!
My heart 'tis giving in!
thinner becoming thin
oh Buddha path I'm on
glad hearts sing along!
The things I loved the most
Turned out to go so wrong
And then chagrin set in
My fate a rough-hewn song
The bad moves never stopped
Of this the truth is stout
And here's the brutal news
My heart is giving out
The things I tried to do
Did not last very long
And then life went awry
My flaws a pounding gong
The damage has been done
Of this there is no doubt
And here's the simple truth
My heart is giving out
The Coconut Brothers lounged 'pon the Asian Sea,
cannabis infused coconut oil summoned intellect
playing chess eliminated idle thoughts of trouble!
Father had his time
Mother had hers too
Now we're having ours
Nothing we can do
On and on life goes
Genesis to doom
Make the most of it
Waltzing womb to tomb
Birth is a piebald prize
A fantastic freebee
beating all baffling odds
Life is a far-out ride
A whimsical windfall
blooming fresh goldenrods
Death is a wanton woe
A frightening fate
betting on fabled gods
Where heaviness becomes weightlessness
as nothingness manifests away my reality
'tis where I'm near, waiting for everything!
I'm an enthusiast, nothing particular
more of everything totally testicular!
I fly by my ass as an out-of-box man,
curving in need and learning as can!
I'd like a do-over please
But that ain't how it works
Too many starts and stops
In a jumbled swag of
slips, trips, and falls
I'd like to just forget it
But that ain't easy-peasy
So many ups and downs
In a slapdash rush of
windowless walls
I'd like to just accept it
But that ain't gonna happen
Too many twists and turns
In a foolish flux of
inner demon brawls
I'd like a do-over please
But that ain't in the cards
So many highs and lows
In a steeled cage of
balky bad calls
