Chaos chemistry In dreamy eyes Only true love exists The rest lies Lies told
Over haystacks and cornfields The sun’s Slow Rise Within of all her brightness
Oil leaks and elbow grease Men at work Tuesdays through the week Thursday eve comes Birthing of Fridays oblique
Cobwebs in my mind Sand in my eyes Outside the birds chirp Their delightful surprise Gentle breezes
Upon the mountaintop In my efforts —to reach the heavens —To touch the skies God listens
Jestures of love And light Lights of Twilight Moonlit nights
Congos Indian drums Circular rhythm in the air Beats collide Upon the grass fields
Perched upon a branch. High in the jungle trees Toucan Sam When darkness looms Nothing sees
Quarters The Tik Tok of your grandmother’s… The quiet silence of the living’s… On a sunny morning The rooster never crows too soon
Moonrise and Sunsets in New hues Beaches awash with New blues
Black leather Doused with sun tan crisco She’s dancing the funky San Fran Disco Oozing sweat
Sound bites the dust Dreamy starshine Sunshine burst births lovely green…
Once alive yet never dead Children’s spring summertime laugh… In the air and skies overhead Omnipresent love Sunshine and breezes
Veiled dark skies Sullen damp forests’ Foggy breath sans sunlight
Broader concepts of the new day Half risen sun on the horizon Bright is the bay Beneath the glowing stratosphere Clarity, warmth
