THE FALL OF THE DYING LEAFAWOKY

I don't know why but I just go mimsy for Jabberwoky poems, this is one of mine-


'Twas fall in the year,
Two cats that snored
Did rise to drink
And dinny eat in unison
Mostly in accord,
Their meal slightly
Less than venison.
"Beware the Season,
My children!
Breath that chills the air,
The browning blade!
Beware the early twilight's din!
The frumpy dead leaves; evade!"
They took their warning
In pawful playful hand:
For long time
The high crimson
And rusty leaf
Was eagerly sought--
But rested they then
In kitty dreamland,
And dreamed awhile of nought.
And for that while
In daydreamy thought
They did drool.
The Leafawoky,
With colored eyes aflame,
Came casting dead leaves
Into a clear pool,
And snickering
And snackering
as he came!
One, two! One, two!
And through and through
The Leafawocky stood,
Borne the final proof
Now alas, the summer
Hath he fell away, aloof
And all bright colors with him
Did then go "poof".
"And hast thou seen
The Leafawoky this day?
Come to my arms,
My beamish cats, enjoy!
O Glorious day!
But winter's to pay,
For autumn is
But winter's sneaky decoy!"
'Twas full winter now,
Two cats that snored
Did rise to drink
And dinny eat in unison:
Mostly in accord,
Their meal slightly
Less than venison.

Today it's Autumn

I wake
Rub my eyes
As blurry visions
Cringe from crusty
Corners washed by tears
My eyes red from night burn
Reflect grey early morning sky
I feel congenial benediction within
As we suffer the eminent death of leaves
The world looks more than man can destroy.
A red squirrel’s fur gathers at the gutter
Mist circles the quiet Storm Petral pool
Soon bereft beneath a leafless tree.
Across the way in a rusty barrow
Pungent exhales of burnt wood
Flat grey ash flickers on air.
Ink-stained hands of a boy
Flicks a tabloid fish wrap
Racing inclement haste
To share a headline
With ourselves
Day begins.

FALL

Solomn birds attend court
To the street lady screaming
At a desolate dying tree.
Pigeons nervously avoid her.
Caramel leaves dance near her feet.
Blackbirds hopping back and forward
Ridicule her, while the autumn sun
That touches her with frail heat
Passes tribunal indifference

AUTUMN

Butterflies have met their match
In wind swept falling leaves.
Bright swirls of autumn colors
Defy the shifting breeze.

Cloudless skies of sapphire blue
Trees ruby red and gold
Cold crisp nights with brilliant moon
And stars a thousand fold.

Soon the leaves will reach the ground
Where they’ll decay and die.
The butterflies will feel the chill
And southward they will fly.

Soon winter clouds with snow and ice
Will cover the terrain.
But with spring and summertime
The cycle starts again.

The Truth of Lies

A lie is quick

Yet shies from light.

A truth is patient

And always right.

Live with fear

Live with pain,

Heavy choices

For one will remain.

Tell the truth

Hurt your friends.

Tell a lie

And friendship ends.

This is the burden

Life does plead

We choose one

And back our deed.

As once we stood

At the promised land

Our judgement is met

With God's hand
So tell your tales
Spread your lies
Live with fear
As honor dies
Nothing remains
For a dishonest soul
Who hides from light
In nights shadowy fold
To share imagination
And speak ones dream’s
Is not the same
As a liar’s schemes
The truth is there
In every shameful lie
Just beneath
The fabricators cry.
The lie is quick
It fears the light
The truth is painful
Yet always right.

In memory of my friend and biggest musical fan

A Rose Unto God
She ran the race
She fought the fight,
She kept her pace
Found strength in His light.

We gave you this day
A Rose so bright
With faith we pray
You'll hold her tight

Up she did go
To Heavens place,
She's in Gods glow
And painless grace

Then did she bring
Shining and bright,
Before the Holy King
And LORD of Might.

A song of joy
Of life complete
Of Battles won
And mercy sweet

We will remember
And accept her fate
The August surrender
To God on that date.

We think of Rose
And what we know
She filled our hearts
From head to toe.


God's mercy on us all.

I Still Love Someone I've Known A Long Long Time

Now and then an old friend
Tries to help me
By telling me there's someone
I shoud meet
But I don't have the Heart
To start all over
Because my heart is laying
At anothers feet

You just don't throw Kerosene
On an old flame
I don't want no one else
On my mind
I just don't need nobody new
To cling to
I still love someone I've known
A long long time

I have built my world around
A memory
And she's the only one
That I let in
Every time I try to love
Somebody
In my mind I'm loving her
Again

You just don't throw kerosene
On an old flame
I don't want no one else
On my mind
I just don't need nobody new
To cling to
I still love someone I've known
A long long time

Puppet

I, am not a puppet
No Geppetto controls my strings
No one tells me when to jump
And I've never asked how high.
Those who orbit the boundries
Of this world I call my life
Could never ever understand
Each sacrifice that I make.
They sit in empty space
On their ivory thrones
Passing judgement
Without facts
Watching through the window
Of suburban tv screens
Unable to see the forest
Through a sea of viagra dreams.
It is said that life
Can be a roller coaster
Lots of ups and downs
And a thousand petty screams.
Empty lives of discretion
Solely without valor
Is worthless as a gesture
In a two bit world of schemes,
Yet despite the jeers
Of the hissing crowd
Gathering outside
For the drawing
Of aged innocent blood;
Their will be no sacrifice
No lamb upon a production stage.
An audience left
With disapointment
Should well beware
Of that which is free.
I will do my mourning
Among internet entrails
In the shadows
Of an early fall
A character actor
Without a script
Left to recite soliloquies
In the dark.

Sea Worn Eyes

Sea-worn eyes
Deep as the ocean
Pools of mystery
When the tide rushes in
Passions seething
Elemental, ebb and flow
Murky depths wait to reveal
What's hidden within
Surface scarred
Weathered by time
And winds of change
Soul adrift
Tested by currents destiny
Tempestuous raging
A beacon fading on the shore
Now disappearing
Sea-worn eyes
Fogged over
With clouds

Solidarity of Yesterday

Unshared love is crippling, consuming me.
It tears at my heart, rips off the protective cover
And exposes my being to the elements.

Lacking love is disarming; assailed by loneliness, I struggle.
Confined to solitude, I need to defend myself,
But where are my old weapons? Rusted, awkwardly functioning.

Without love, alone once more, I am no longer content.
I return to that place searching for familiar emotions,
But I am a stranger, no longer welcome.

Now, in the shadowland of loneliness that is my companion,
I see only demons, clawing & tearing at my soul.
So I stand between Heaven & Hell & weep my silent fate.

I Cry ForYou

Time is passing by
Are your thoughts still on me?
My warm and tender loving
My heart ever so true
The comfort and the shelter
That I gave to you
The words and little gestures
You were blind to see
Too late to say you love me
Too late to ease your mind
Too late to make you happy
Too late to treat you kind
Now all that is left for me
Is to cry for you
The house is cold and empty
No candlelight to share
The little things around me
They just make me stare
Like your picture on the wall
Too late to say you need me
Too late to make you smile
No longer you will feel me
I’ve been gone awhile
Now all there is left to do
Is cry for you
And when you get to sleep
And meet me in your dreams
Then will you try to makeup?
All though it merely seems
It’s too late to say you miss me
Too late too plan your schemes
Too late for an apology
It’s not good for your esteem
Now all there is left for me
Is to cry for you
I cry for you

Gone Too Long

Knowing, seeing what isn't there
This longing I have I cannot bear.
Shattered, pumping, beating fast
Heart pulled through shards of glass
Try to pick the pieces up
I place them in a plastic cup.
A million pieces soaked in blood
Wasted flowers' shriveled bud
Rising stench dying cavity
Look within find hearts depravity
Seeking what has never changed
Baste the bitter love estranged
Sitting, waiting, eternity
Death wrapped in futility
Staring, meaningless and beyond
Cannot accept that you are gone
If happiness could not suffice
Then solitude would pay my price
Falling farther away from you
Descending fast as you fall too
Silent I call your name
Blinded eyes to hide my shame
Hold this all inside my mind
Now emptiness is all you'll find
Hold this all inside my head
The emptiness is all but dead

Recollections

They splash your heart
Like waves on the beach
All the things you learn
All the things you teach
The mind falls back
To a place long ago
Where all was still ahead
And time so very slow
Let your mind roam free
To the things of the past
Open doors to the future
Never meant to last
These thoughts you say
May come and go
They were made of substance
And helped you grow
Special treasures
That seems so clear
Memories as these
Are oh, so dear

At The Red Dog Saloon

Well, the evening saunters slowly to an ending,
As a waitress clutters tables with upturned chairs,
I drop the lid on the piano keys take my tip jar and my beer,
As the few lost souls remaining wander slowly off in pairs.
And the owner calls out loudly, "Gents, it's time please.
Could you finish off your drinks, final round.
I've a wife at home and family I don't see enough;
We'll see you all tomorrow, if God's willing; Chug 'em down."
There's a bouncer down from Brawley by the exit;
I'm smiling at his mumbled words I can't translate.
And a pretty little thing hands me her number,
As her friend snarls, "Come on, it's gettin' late."
Two hours ago this place was really jumping,
As waitresses with trays spilled beer and swore:
The smoky smell of laughter wrapped around us,
As I played the piano readily to the cries for "More!"
A comradeship of strangers connected for only an evening.
If they didn't know the words of a song, they'd hum out loud,
And down their drinks then loudly order others;
As a group of lonely transients for a moment, became a crowd.
In this company of camaraderie we're all equal;
Seek some friendship here to while away the hours.
Why stay homebound when the bed you sleep in's empty:
We're all looking for an answer, but the question's never ours.
So come on down to the Red Dog Saloon and forget some.
You might get lucky with a lady, if she's right.
Buyin' rounds with the men, and soon everyone's your friend;
But no one knows your name tomorrow night.
The embers in the fire are slowly dying,
As I turn my back and hear the door slam, locked.
Another evening over at the Red Dog Saloon,
Now all I hear are footsteps as they echo down the block
But I think that they might come again tomorrow,
To share a piece of life with a common tune.
The best and worst, served noon till late,
Come on back to the Red Dog saloon.

Last Wishes of Father

Scatter his ashes on the water
And as he floats on our wakes wave
Shed no tear by son nor daughter
Or duty visits to his grave.....
Won't bury him beneath the ground
No cold imprisoned tomb for him
Or headstone with an Earthy mound
That's not his place so dark and grim.
It's where the winds blow fresh and free
I know that he will lie content
The River he loved his cemetery
The currents his only monument.....