She is the most beautiful thing
She wears a crown and diamond ring
She walks in light, and waits upon
In the moonlight that spread and s
From all pain and lies to my eyes

I never want to sleep again
And see her eyes, her face, her lo
See her motion, grace, pain, and s
See her come and go, start and beg
My heart boils and desire will not

My Father slept while I read my w
My Mother, by the fire, listening
Of what my Father saw or heard,
I shall never know,
Of what he shall tell me,

A songbird blasted my senses,
In the early morning light,
Like some ancient cannon fired,
In some long ago war fight,
And at attention stood my eyes,

Fantastical colors dance through m
Perhaps they will until the end of
Poetry is for the watchers with no
To express what they cannot see, h
Poetry is for the tree that wither

Just got out of detox
Voting for the Red Sox
Then there’s Trump and Hillary
Smashing up my mail box
Got a soap box

I set up camp in the desert,
My bag filled with what would fit,
I gathered wild wood and stone:
Heard the animals just beyond the
Hiss, talk, and laugh at whatever

Tell me who you love baby
I say tell me who you love lady
We’ll take my ride and watch stars
Under the endless night sky
Tell me who you love and why

She’s got everything she needs, sh
She’s got everything she needs, sh
She has a plan to stand alone drea
Without me but that’s the plan
She is a ballet dancer in the palm

Well they asked me to write a poem
I am the ghost that rambled long s
I am a man with boots on his feet,
I am the angel that will never ack
I am a soul who walks in brightnes

I saw the room as I had before,
In earlier years,
When I said goodbye;
The door was open,
She was standing there,

The pen is bleeding, the blind pro
To capture it dead in its tracks,
Means that no one is safe,
We must lock the gates,
Keep watch at all times,

In any valley, in any land, that a
Out come the dice, for fates hand
The peasants, the princes, the poe
The Kings, The Queens, the slave
All jump through their blasted fir

The bed was a Field,
A Field untouched,
With red satin cloth,
And wrinkles none,
The moon was hidden,

You remind me of an angel
Lost on earth with a golden glow
With the grace and complex beauty
Of sunset over desert mountains pl
Like a dream, just you and I

Before me, a field is Open,
More roots than can be counted,
The songs they sing, bring life in
Essence or non-essence?
Struggle or strife?

Green fields and vast valleys,
Pockets of white and sand on a bea
Purple studded clouds, as a King
This is the place I wish to be,
Before the storm and in sunlight,

On the inside
I have an armored suit
On the outside
I play the empathy flute
You tell me I can’t handle it

Sometimes I think I lost it,
That my writing’s ain’t no good,
Sometimes I think I’ve lost what
That like Olympian runners I blow
But oh well, it cannot be helped,

In a room full of mirrors,
Which one is real?
Thunder pounds in the distance,
Oh that I can feel,
The brazen weight of the future,

It’s so dark in the park
Land shark swimming down the line
So fine
Jump off the ledge and out of time
In Winter no roses are blooming

I have laughed,
And I have wept,
I have loved,
And I have left;
I have gazed,

Keira,
Come softly,
Wipe the tears,
From your eyes,
Keira,

Late last night a crazy dream came
I dreamed I was flying over the s
The stars were not shining and the
No way in, and no way back
This pair of eyes, they called to

Well I met a man,
I had never knew,
His tales deep and dark,
Spoke of the few,
Who convinced him,

The Stars,
One by One,
Go Fading,
Deep across the,
Firmament of Sky,

Don’t be ashamed my young love,
There is some good in the worst of
And some bad in the best of us,
So don’t make no drama, no big fus
We are humans sharing this fair la

Its a beautiful day!
O! what can I say,
I just can’t sit here and stay,
I’ve got to get up,
And go out and play!

The dead flower girls dance,
They came to me in a trance,
Of faded yellow golden skins,
That did not hide what lay within,
And the steeple bathed in sunlight

What is this Blue light I see?
It came from nowhere,
And clouds my vision eternally,
There is a line,
Then a division,

I see you light up the net
With your red lips a little wet
Eyes screaming to be pleasing
While the men under me are drownin
And I’m following

Past the calm lake where,
Geese usually flock,
Through and through,
A shattered rock path that,
Has been forgot,

Beauty does not have its chance,
When it must compete against you,
I bet you never had a man,
Who wrote late at night about you,
Within an echo, the Universe hang

I’ll protect you from the fires of
the freezing current of relationsh
I’ll protect you,
You needn’t look any further,
My arm will surround your shoulder

The Boiling Metallic bosom of the
Amongst the Silver drip of the su
Within the fields of Coppery crow
Wherein the phosphorescent fish ob
The wolves congeal and cry yellow

When everything you run from just
And when everything you fear just
When all the ones you step on end
Oh I’d hate to be you on that lon
When all the words you speak go si