My family
remembered now
and in our projected
integral future,
in this eco-political body
of spirited
natural Earth,
Birthing
and dying,
regenerating
and degenerating,
easing
and diseasing,
healthy
and pathological,
good humored
and bad hearted,
Unconsciously contemplating,
co-template-recreating
cooperative memorable days
and deep matriotic nights.
Categories:
diseasing, dream, health, integrity, memorial
Form: Political Verse
red rose of rage
indigenous to the past
suffocating progress
May your thorns wither
and your petals wilt
seeds of weary disquiet
sprouting deception and chaos
with diverging agitation
I pray the ground be barren
on which you were spilt
Binding vines of poison ivy
perversely overpowering
asphyxiating roots of renewal
let your growth be stunted
prune back your aberration
Parasite that is jealousy
diseasing with discontent
and stinging bite of disillusion
your plague be eradicated
succumb to extermination
And me in my dappled shade
catching flashes of sunlight
unthawing my frost bitten heart
blossoming cultivation of love
Flourish in perennial season
Categories:
diseasing, angst, fear, forgiveness, hope,
Form: Verse
possessed
crazed inside
with your devlish desires
and lusty thoughts
you moved in
inhabiting the marrow
that nourishes me
my fierce yellow gaze
targets your soul
the soul that robbed
my innocence
sharp jagged teeth
poised for a bite
your sultry saliva
seeping into blood filled veins
of my mortal heart
diseasing my soul
with desire
Categories:
diseasing, fantasy
Form: Free verse
Another dream to show the way
Tell me what I’ll learn today
Bring me anger and some pain
Force me to play another game
Shimmering faith and stormy clouds
Deafening screams that are too loud
Diseasing minds within the crowds
I’ll make a day of what I’ve found
My plague is forcing me
My dreams are leading me
Pretend it can not be
This thing is not for me to see
Empty roads and empty minds
My empty heart will close the blinds
Boring oaths it’s all the same
I see a face, I see no name
My plague is forcing me
My dreams are leading me
Pretend it can not be
This thing is not for me to see
Just one more day of suffering
Another hour that hate will bring
One more second within my skin
I’ll drive me crazy from within
My plague is forcing me
My dreams are leading me
Pretend it can not be
This thing is not for me to see
It’s me against eternity
I’m writing for my sympathy
I’m dead and so is she
This thing is not for me to see
Categories:
diseasing, death, imagination, introspection, life,
Form: I do not know?