The Girl of the Crystal Voice

For My Neighbor's Girlfriend... The Girl of the Crystal Voice

the crystal voice spills ruby laughter...

her gems

alight upon a rose

of fire, of ice

blossom bud

deep red tipped

wound

wound

tightly

softly

fastidiously

firmly

the edged crimson

petals quiver

gently curving

and brighten

into pearly laughter

as the lucid voice

of rubies transforms

her sound into

gleeful diamond

waves of velvet

unfolding

the blossom caught off guard,

hesitates, motionless

then trembles,

bursts forth

into diaphanous fragrance

as the crystal music tumbles

into the hallway and dissolves...

i am in love

It is said that younger women have a "thing" for older men...

I'll admit it is true for myself. For mine a love, an inner beauty

to treasure, appreciate

a view so rare in the young,

a

blossoming lotus

in the

sweetness of age.

photo of lotus by don ellis @www.kleptography.com

beautiful mind

Cunt$ Are Still Running the World

Thelonius Monk ~ Don't Blame Me 1966

The Junkie's Cringe

I walked out of my building in the usual hurry

right before me

the meth junkie

turned into a tumbleof disjointed muscle contortions

"poor thing"

I thought

he was so high

it was painful to see

and he was so sensitive

rather than me moving in fear

away from him

he moved in fear away from me

to be that high

is to be so sensitive

that even the smallest

of feelings can be overwhelming

memories stilled insided me

all i could hope is that he would find

a grace that i have been given

a gift of grace we can only give ourselves

if we can only receive it

"be safe, good soul"

"find peace, go with grace"

as I offered my meagre prayers

"be safe..."

Courage

"It takes courage to try and do something new every day

when the success of yesterday can be so easy." Davydov Barenboim

Deliverence

for rm and rm jr...because their actions caused more pain than they can ever possibly know because rm jr is gone now but rm goes on because the blood cannot wash only fade because even the saddest heart heals because they too shall have deliverance DELIVERENCE what do I do when people I love do the meanest of things in the saddest of hours in the twilight evening I try and believe in the thickness of words that make no sense I try and see right but do not understand because I never understood we were apart now I know I will never know in the darkness and quietness of hours kindness and honesty I thought we were I dreamt no other flower what do I do when I can't love less when I know that my heart is breaking there shall be no deliverence what do I do when I know the truth but I can't face it the sacred and profane I know the fruit but cannot taste it what do I do when I know the way but I cannot take it? groping in the dark praying for deliverence this should be the time when I should rise above but i know i'll fake it... my smile delivers deceit for my smile shall set a fake portrait my eyes can't hide my true sadness my eyes bide honest a prayer for deliverance deliverence...

29 january 2008

for mom