Sunday, August 22, 2010

poetry

aloha 2u,
The Mirage read the first poet posted and declared it sufferable, she liked the tempo, you get the idea. and now for something completely different..

HAIKU
context  5-7-5 17 sylabbles in all
subject
a THEN b THEN ab
ready or not..this is from jun 1979

past regrets linger
    Mt.Shasta stands forever
cool ashes bank flame.

the wineskin empties;
       Mt.Shasta's mystic beacon,
snowfall suicide.


burning autumn leaves
   Mt.Shasta bleeds sunset
nostalgia gnaws me.


more golden sunsets
    awesome October autumns
we're all beautiful...

tattered walls,couches,
       Ogam script-Druid sacret slash
how smug cat scholars.



context..unlike The Mirage i am not bipolar, i usedta get suicidally depressed from screwing all the wrong wimmin (see future poems about them) so in my 20s i had decided to hitch to Mt.Shasta (america's Mt.Fuji)..drop acid,waut for the peak at sunrise then open my wrists with a hunting knife...i got as far as French Gulch, about 200 miles south i think where i met an old white guiy who gave me a ride in his dark green pick up. his wife had just died and he was still one of the happiest and most sane i have ever met. he turned me around in so many way  SIGH, so if you hate this stuff Blame Me but not him..forshadowing refs to Shasta and bleeding sunsets imagery...

okay these are loosley collected as BLINKINGS
kinda haiku-esque and i still think kinda nice.

sleeping lady ride
your dreams
here
into my arms.

madly fucking
on the couch
and
your mom
walks in.
(no,i thot you
locked it..)


perhaps
i don't love you
as you wish.,
.only as
you are.

welfare check day,
ruptured mailboxes,
Nod Squad
              flying
                               high...

(*Nod Squad;very old NYC slang for heroin junkies,
they break into mailboxes on "Mothers Day"
-when welfare cjecks came in).

how
does one
explain DEATH
to a child?
SNOWFLAKE CATCHER.!

labels
labels
what of it?
what
is LOVE, really?
we are ONE
togerther
lets make memories...

this one is about PITT THE MONSTER

Be Cool!
the Irish Werewolf
is
an Honorary Negro.

this one is not...
what
a lovley place
for a mole
or is ti
a tattoo?




what i love
about biking,
your ripe ass
in
patched levis.


dirty lil girls
grow up

sadly
into prim n proper
mommys.


painted ladies sit
wilting inside
dusted with melancholy
sadly smiling
wan.


why are you crying
love
have you at last
realized
the fate of State Chanpion
baton twirlers?


i truly understand
the value
placed on gold-
sunlight in your hair.


acid saints
holy idiots
psychedelic martyrs...
Spare change?

japanese radio
east german camera
english sportscar
a typical
           american consumer.
(all this was true about me,
 when i was young)


we've been
on the beach
too long
except for
the blonde hair..
you could be
my sister.


TWO VIRGINS;
John n Yoko,
we say
add two more.


young tease
           submit
amazon.


voices rising..
          married
forever.




rain falling
           torn
dreams?


dozing centaur
          ignition
OFF!


spring rain
     spring pain
autumn ladies
        grateful
dying.


summer sand
         warm
beer.




alone together
          Love
melting.


poets argue
          jousting
butterflies.


rain again?
           is God
disappointed?

enuff for today.
this seem like a good idea to you or not? lemme know..

namste
semper gumby
mega

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