me mum was a broken violin

me mum was a broken violin

My mother was a pianist but above all a broken violinist
She kept it, after she died, shuddered away
Each snapped string representing a piercing of each of we kids' collectively tortured souls
today a duck,lacking a drake, sought to reclaim her seven children
from well-meaning custodians
her wail of distress was like the snapping of seventy times seven viola da gambas upon a charnel-house killing tile-free floor
gutters to cache each drop
to be in the event recycled for ,you guessed it,
bloody pudding
me mum was a broken violinist

the boss is right,sort of maybe

when the boss said black is whaite but actually acutely greasy grey
i said
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
this guy is twacked thought i to myself

and then i said
Yup, you right boss

the healing rays will hop in....

the healing rays will hop in....
and of a sudden, gives a choice.

the rage it rockets away now...
and in one breath, no more toys.

the ways of 'wakening unwalled....
come home from work, no more toils.

the time of calmness settles...
one sublime smile, from green tree'd soils

Sometimes it's like, sometimes it's like, I'm learning or something symptoms like I'm intrinsically peeling

Sometimes it's like, sometimes it's like, I'm learning or something symptoms like I'm intrinsically peeling

version the sedond

a poemsong of now, and how
not meant to offend any true believers in the deity of the godspells, just that if a plan masterful for this world and beyond were needed, any K-gartener could come up with a better one and give the triune deity an easy end-around run for their monies and a genuine comeuppance,'eh?

a shrill baby hawk pleads from atop its nests, displaced of smaller birds, by its red-in-tooth-and-claw mummy,
bring unto me some freshly killed animal, please, mom, i'm quite hungry this morning

the circle of death

surely, a better way couldn't have been that tough to think up, y'think? I mean: what were you thinking, Old Chap, on day one,hmmmm?
There is a group, don't know if you've heard, Triune Deity, called Planet-starters-gone-awry-anonymous
no dues
no fees
just gotta have a desire to stop mucking up ecologically
give it a shot, Pops?

why do i neary celebrate valentimes day?

my mom's birthday was valentimes so i never celebrate it



a poemsong of now, and how

my mom was born on valentines
she died on my first day of school

so i know that for me it so vital to love
and to always keep learning
and to gift my heart only to those who can respect my baby core
and i their own

and not 'low the graveyard goatheads to yet again robot walk and puncture pincushioin my heart to shards and shed shreds,nay

why do i neary celebrate valentimes day?

my mom's birthdya was valentimes so i never celebrate it


a poemsong of now

my mom was born on valentines
she died on my first day of school

so i know that for me it so vital to love
and to always keep learning
and to gift my heart only to those who can respect my baby core
and i their own

and not 'low the graveyard goatheads to yet again robot walk and puncture pincushioin my heart to shards and shed shreds,nay

Six decades of decay

Six decades of decaySix decades of decay(or was it perhaps all decoy?)Hopping, fully, new feng shui...grand growth beyond them good old boy borders.Poems not rash, but a rush hectic, unfurlepic,sublime, mud-unto-joy 'emwithout a single benevolent attagirlpearls for gentiles and goyim, but never swine.

what if Cubism was discovered by looking at oneself in one of those mirrors which shows through four features of oneself at the same time many homes h

what if Cubism in its iniital innoced was sorta discovered by looking at oneself in one of those mirrors which shows through four features of oneself at the same time many homes have them one can look at the back of one's head most efficcaciously.... What if Pollack saw birds creating guano there on the East Coast, as birds are wont to do and he said I like your style and adapted it as his own, for a spell,... what if Seurat donned really thick and juicy glasses and scoped out the comic strip and notice the pixels and said aha that's for me? and made his way that sashay

can one retain tha feeling even unto the park lot?

this terrific teacher used to get us all realzesd in her meditation yoga healing awakenining miraculous course

and then say, almost agahast and sighing

can one retain unto this feeling even up to the car

or will it flowerfade even then?

art can wound as well as heal

art can break my heart because it is so in tune and attuned to the sadnesses, the many meaningless and unnecessary meannesses , the ways folks will trample on another's hopes and dreams
of course art can be so joyous and healing as well
but being that opened and opined can pinion one like a pine nut

so nice to be home and just release and relax
sometimes the folks on the way home from the office are so buzzed up with their hectic frenzy that it seems veritably unsafe just to cruise home

phobias current and past

phobias i've had me myself
now or in past or as a lad
in past
after reading bout germs was a washandsaholic
i definitely have a merge onto freeway phobia
i have suv no can see 'em phobias and milk truck gonna plow into me at a red light cuz i stop when they figured i'd kick it through the yellowred phboias, sometimes bridges scare me, drivering at night in the fog or when tis raining phobia
scarey people at night phobia(been jumped a few times as a lad)
death phobia
getting life 'wrong' phobia
being imprefect phobiar
being told i'm wrong phobia
eating peanuts phobia
going to meets and getting laughed at or told i'm an heretic phobia

realizing say picasso who

realizing say picasso who
and george harrison huh
and jesus h. when
and knowling that the healing comes from no cult no culture
no spiritus envorced entorced
and none to say this is pic a sew and this is a ninny noncomp
and so beyond it all the healings will flower flutter and art wisdoms so depth will arise
and no self murthers not a one,

heat is so yummy

my heater now being out
seems some sort of coil frying today
and my cooler going out last July to round it out,sort
i am gonna go camp out at a friend's place for the evening: i just hate being cold unless i can get warm with a nice heater swiftly...
as a youth i knew the coldest evenings with jus a thin blankie and the radiators would stop spouring their heatssong
it just really bummies me out, don't know how those folks who are so into climbing(i wish i could do that ) can handle being on a ledge,in the snow all night long

heal your crapaol tonel

voice worknotes, home voice dealie and beter splint for crapal tonal

heal your crapaol tonel

voice worknotes, home voice dealie and beter splint for crapal tonal

can't put a finger on it but

feeeling odd today
not unwell just out-of-sorts
car needed more coolant than anti-cipated
foggier than i spected
gonna go to noon meet
gonna pay bills
and slurp chocolatey almonmilk sugarless and soynog and carrotyjuice and eat grains and t ake vittle mains
and yet sorta out of sorts