Lifes Work

Letters To A Young Poet

Wicked witches wanting

October 16, 1992 — Filed under: mypoems

Wicked witches wanting Soles dared by virgins To the heavens they sore On the night they perch Through these soles darkness burns Becoming the ashes of life Worship of those unwanting Reveals time untouched Never have such acts been admired so much Change is never So the transition to time begins Self is no longer a concern The hole and empty is all

Living proud

September 16, 1992 — Filed under: mypoems

Living proud Quiet lunch Lets leave this place Forget all the rest Never remember The cries So sad Hungry and tired Never mind the rush Neil before your master Beg for mercy You’re here

Lift me higher

August 16, 1992 — Filed under: mypoems

Lift me higher Caress the sky The ride lasts forever When you learn to fly Eyes widen with endless space Taking in all there is And bending it to fit the pace Leaving the boundaries of earth behind Body and soul intertwine Mingling free of despair Breakfast and dinner seem so far off Though it was only yesterday We feasted on grapefruit and mushrooms In a room lit with candles Minds open We gathered on either side Friend one and friend two As we stepped off the ground And danced upon the bed of clouds Taking in the breath of the gods We shouted obscenities Then rose even higher

Before night

July 16, 1992 — Filed under: mypoems

Before night The sun sets its sad face Behind the distant mountain peaks The evening has bliss in stor for us Twisted and warped emotions Desires traded in for intoxication Falling Despair wind just a touch of sorrow There is no end For those who seek the beginning

Before I lay

June 16, 1992 — Filed under: mypoems

Before I lay my head to this stone I ask for one solute in my honor There my dragging sorrow through the mud Basics never seem so complex As mind benders snap like straw To the wind and valleys for no more