November 2010 I am awake, the awakened one smarter than ever for it shall be, that I find peace sitting under my old oak tree I sit in peace watching a squirrel chewing an acorn next to me watching the claws turn the meal teeth grind and baby hairs swirl The creature knows me I am on it’s territory. It is eating and watching me. I look to my pool and the water soothes I twitch my ankles and the squirrel runs Hops under the black fence and wraps it’s nails to the cement. I hear the busy town behind me, the birds and the autumn breeze in the trees I wish for peace. Peace with me and all my friends eating. Telling me sarcastically they wish they had what it takes to be me. Good luck with your endeavors Her eyes are re-painted this time clever I wish she were still with me, so I could be in her warm red sweater young again and feeling each others breath Awake, shake dreams from your mind my pretty friend, your words mean nothing when you swear, dare to be young again my model, I see your skin charm and I swallow. Link me in your chain and tell me I’m in your gang loved and never squinted at, honored as the book maker, the old heart beat maker, the Indian on your land. The man you met deep in the city with cold hands. I’m your new friend, painting your frame again Learn manners and what’s appropriate, and let’s meet again some dark city night taking walks in music, blinking lights. My old eyes wash inside, pools drip waves of trust puddles of mud meet my Father and his grace at heaven’s gates. Believe in God, your mother’s smile. Your painter’s hand. Interlock and hug, chest to chest. Trust in the miracle of prayer, you write poems sitting in the desert, under clearly driven clouds. Push aside the coward Snakes in colors of purple, blue and black hues smell of vodka and brews. I miss you. I build this for you, homes built in glass cups the one on top catches the rain and fills up. over flows and droops on down and washes the others off like the make up on a clown. After chatting with you, I washed my glasses with my t-shirt and ran for the vinegar and paper towel picker upper, and clean my screen from such bigotry. I am the awakened one, you took my electric blanket and sent me back to Boston in the cold. I was happy to land in the old home, kindled in a new friends breakfast She was clean, make up on and smiled on and on. She was beauty on stick, felt fire thick, on her street she walked, shoulders abroad. A few weeks later I came home to you Papa. Your genes you left me in soft painted landscapes and I cried when you left us, passed us. Rest in peace my dear Father and know we are in love. Walking in fields with doves. Taking pictures of trees, I see you smiling at me. Even though these snakes take over my path my friend tells me a long story and begs of me, pleads with me, tells me I won’t be hearing of much of it any longer. What a world, I tell my mother, what is the world coming to? Draw me a dragon, one I can catch, one I can a catch in my baseball glove. One I can watch, and have a conversation with, let my beauty inside glide out from the deep inside, carry me. Drive me, home. Draw me a mountain or a ribbon of love, put your initials on it and call it fun. Know I’m here in the foothills of green, deeper than any deep sea creature has seen. Draw me a dish and a glass of wine, a fork and a birthday cake half eaten and fill in the shadows fine Keep my Jesus drawings, and wash my old dirty mind your time my wine your glass a touch of class Teacher teach me the answers to your test. Let me sleep in your legs let me feel the blood run up my arms as I lift them up to you, keep singing to me to open my wings wide inside your grin is an eagle, and a serpent’s nest to bring peace to the weary mind, the birds will find. Thread me a new day, take me inside, keep my heart fixed on Maine, but make my California mind, live a new time. You’re a day away, a day ahead of me, I never sleep, I only bury my mind close to meditation. In-between, un-evenly Come to me in honor, words that won’t bother Know you are King, Know you are what you want to be, And your name means nothing, Only dignity. You are a true master, my friend You are a peaceful man, explode your wisdom of what the game of life entails. You win. Take your metal of honor And walk your mile of horror, Rain will fall and never tell a friend, that some won’t like you. Or Not everyone will like you. Those are words of hate, those are words I debate, Who do you think you met on that rainy night, Curled up in love Pushing buttons, pushing discs Helping the sick. No need to write back or answer those questions, But know you’re a friend, ‘til the end. So go on your path and maybe we’ll meet again, You can shake my hand and we can start all over again. My best to you says she’s not afraid of you, You’re a fire in the desert and a stick in the forest. I pray for you. Take up your wings my pretty child, my sweet one, Bring your hope with you in peace signs and cheap wine, Let your leader know you walked astray to clouds dressed in grey. Populations of peace and suburban geese, Picture my wave to gust over your head. Suck into the ocean and never come back again, Take a picture of me in your backyard cleaning up what was never a mess to begin with. Cats meow and owls hoot, The sister with a flute and the brother with a gun Put your tesascope to the heart, render the knuckles to the top. I am with you Mr. Unknown, tell your misses you’ll be back home. Let my airline pilot secretively send you home, driven in flights to airplane sights. I will proudly embellish upon you the fruit of my cup. Mountains will never know I was a day ahead of you, The united nations in proof, your art means something true. Get away with it, go far and let your Daddy open a jar, Lifted from his medicine bag, he holds the jam that you could bounce to. Melody of quaint features, make my group be teachers. Awaken me at night and sleep me in the day, so I can behave, His smile is the same as it was years ago, x-rayed Giant one, I see you in pictures, so old, Green fields can never fail, so build me fence, one I can’t kick bent make my calm nature be forever, for this will be the last endeavor. I bake my own I wake in groans I now know, my music is thrown. Discs of my lover heal, make her Summer she met me the youngest I’ve known. You’re the love I zone, I clone, die and sleep never alone. Ego be gone, judgmental words ways never again Do what you say, say as you do, Weakness is seen too. Felt with fire and fury of desire, Melt my candle, doubles in a wick Candle stick, hope is often sick. Heal me in prayer and pictures of fog, Green shadows of dawn, pop up frogs on new lilies and carry life real silly. I miss you my vast cloud, rain on my friend and bring them grapes to wine on. I miss the berry you stole, and the vine you gave back in merry ways telling me to be good on an old night like this, I tell you I remember cuddles of what the future could be Mark my word you hunter, the deer have eyes, God is watching every blood vessel in you curl in and slide through your heart and out your nose, as I pull my trigger of positive words, ways you mock it burns. Kittens of the club, you spit that love, wine of heaven, full of brothering. I feel for you, travel the gapping hole, fall deep in sleep and awaken like me. Only to feel you’re lonely all over again, clean waters rush in, Mark my sink with snot and justify what style you brought. Know my water runs clean and bright, serene, No it’s not boring, Black dish of paint, mashed potatoes and bitten nails, who knows what else eggs could scramble. I pray to you my good God, my land of the proud, see through what ignorance I leak and bound. I honor your muscle man, and lean bright to the sun Arms wide open and hunted down, bare skinned. See me at night and tell me to be aware, awake as ever, in thin white air, Frost bite me and tell me everything’s ok. Ordinary Kindness, Wide awake in the morning, your coffee is delicious. Understand my hope and plead with me on this one, Pay me for nothing and sleep well, Know your art is something more to tell Spray me a zest, only to buckle my safety vest, I have more to do, more to say And my brain is justified. Sign my name on the heart of love, know I Know you, Now I disown you, go and live your life Make a plan and never look to me again, in your bad language in false interpretation. God is with me out here, A pure man, that looks just like you, but isn’t you, How do you feel zapped and bruised, Gone. TV news Smiled on And still you preach abuse. I am over you, Above looking down, smiling and making sure Everything is ok. Awake at 6 in the morning, powerless to the way you have You’re a flame to the sky, like a lady in the water, thousands of miles away, still there, for you to coincide. Green fields of peace be with you my good family, bring my art to the fury, stage of grace, enlighten your face, bang the gong and let the new waters take off. There are families to feed and your help indeed, Be brave and carry on, your energy is gold. Carry on, and know we are right there with you. Be a perfect clean man, know that it’s all in God’s plan. Back it up and remember you’re an old wise man, crisp day, clearer night, put your charm mask on tight. Then in your dreams, remove the seams, and wire up a new face, iced. I am the awakened one, talking to you. Peace be with you and know you are one too. One Love, forever like the wonders of the wind. Sleep my pretty child, sleep. Awaken in happiness, and in the blink of an eye, you will live a long good life. I’m in the middle of the road, hand in hand, together with family and friends. No time distances us No energy, money or greed Our hands are together, some cold, some warm, parked stage coaches carved of trees, we walk in the middle of our road. Peacefully. Evenly we walk, down paths of warriors history, like the seasons change, the fires rearrange. Warmth and cooking, health and friendship, the formula of family love. The hearts of heavens above smile upon, steps under our roots and trees as we walk on towards the gates of love, leaving behind footsteps of peace. Later in the morning, the sculptures are made each and every toe and heel stepped and planted, each tree we brought with us, leafed or un-leafed . Dust and all, every morsel of hope, energy and love in our scope. The music of joy plays and anger never mixes in, only arms raised in joyous revival, of what is fun. Good dreams and askings, Awakened one will you pray for us, I say I will pray with you. Every day and night, through an innocent sight. The people live on, in gardens close to God. Love and peace doves printed in gold frames Painted in inks to never wash away. Together in Love another day. New awakenings, new feelings of truth, bakers in the early morning bring us fresh bread, and milk to use. Perfect for our children, perfect for our hearts, to warm each other with smiles clean waters lovingly starts. Games of counting, games of hoops, in and out and your turn and mine, hopscotch and pinball, old school rewinds. Let story time begin. Grandparents happy again. Breakfast in bed, awake in sunshine rays, the days are ours with blue washes of waves. Clean bed sheets and rest well earned, giggles and talks about the fire, keeping us warm. We travel on, through mountain sides, I up front awake and wide. Looking back every so often to make sure everyone is safe and secure. Some are sleeping, some are weary, our mission is hard, and storms test our mental. Meditation is next to sleep, good-friend. Practice your situation, know your way out. Sit in a place you know, relax every muscle, get comfortable. Watch what goes on, and what goes off all around you. Every moment you see, every song you breathe, every piece of that dignity. Energy you give, energy you get, you caught me looking up at the art, I bet. Painted in midnight hours, set for the roads, holding on to my loved ones and never alone.
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