When soft light breaks and day dwellers stir
'tis so wonderful to be a part of what's living
at the end of time when our darkness comes
we're remembered by a song of who's giving
Poems
Once I knew I'm dying my melancholy popped
fear frustration hit and a happy meter dropped
I felt like cryin' and lashed out within my head
but landed on acceptance over pity me instead
The line between present and future 'tis stamped
by what existed afore when there's no going back
By road we'll travel o'er course we cannot change
while Earth space and time simultaneously plays
The starlight flickers far away
On dark nights glistering with gloss
I look inside my anger bag
Where heartache beats on shady moss
The moonlight glows above the sea
On long nights chockablock with frets
I peek inside my anger bag
Where highwires hang above the nets
The sunlight dazzles in the sky
On good days surfeited with glee
I put away my anger bag
And let my raving mind run free
I joined a yoga retreat swimming pool club,
their outdoor natatorium a beautiful dream
learning to love myself a paramount lesson
releasing fear and shame helped to redeem
Optional clothing ruled at the plunge baths,
nakedness my everyday attending I choose
I ogled nude women behind my sunglasses
freedom titillations washed away my blues
Does not paying online chat girls
one dime mean I'm a skinflint
What makes a cheapskate anyway
Are penny pinchers all the same
Dead cattle barons scudding cutthroat
Branding whores in tatty chambers
Does not having the wampum make
the gush and go alright
Who makes a tightwad after all
Are hunkers and pikers equal rats
Innocent courtesans or rabid harlots
Rooting and fruiting in sexpot land
We're leapfrogging limericks a mile a minute
and I ask you what more can a dying man do
we already know worthwhile poem pastimes
let's live by the credo to our own odes be true!
I'm just so happy we're out of the anger bag,
here now steaming towards joyous and free
This Bard leaning mind we here perch 'pon,
'tis manifest ecstasies loving you loving me
Please smile when you think of me
No shaking of the noodle
Meet me on the willows there
Where souls departed doodle
Please coo when you dream of me
No grimacing or wincing
Cover me in belly laughs
That never need convincing
Please grin when you picture me
No wrings of agitation
Greet me in that happy place
Of merciful elation
Your sonnets my brother are hitting at depth,
they're 'pon far fathom and shoulder breadth
The deepness you're in 'tis pinging my shoal,
a sounding line echoing Shakespearean bros
There lies my burned up body
Ashes scattered in the wind
Aloft on Son Tra Mountain
Footloose spirit e'er twinned
Up there lies my resting place
Ushered by long tailed macaques
Adrift and long forgotten
Unfamed soul of melting wax
No headstone, tomb, nor marker
To earmark my existence
Cleared to roam at liberty
The paths of least resistance
Please give us one more chance
To set the world on fire
One reprise from the while
When life asked us to dance
Please give us one more time
To strut upon the stage
One rerun in the lights
To have and eat more cake
Please give us one more pass
To walk the hallowed halls
One redo quenching frets
Of splendors in the grass
Please give us one more shot
To set the record straight
One replay for all time
And rye we never caught
