Drop by drop
System stops
Roll by roll
Main gate tolls
Thump by thump
Rotation pumps
Swing by swing
Night stars sky brings
Mist up and over
Valleys grind lovers
Sweat ring
Mind still springs
Water through
Drop by drops
End to preview
Bottom to tops................
FTBAS 6/23/14
Monday, June 23, 2014
Wednesday, June 11, 2014
Souls Crossing
Watch out
That was close
Busted shout
At the most
Waves are crashing
Days are tossed
Knights are clashing
Desperate and lost
Maidens drift
Winds sail
Faults shift
To no avail
Souls crossing
Byways of rhyme
Souls crossing
All the time............
FTBAS 6.11.14
Wednesday, June 4, 2014
Muse
May mistakes inspire
A wish for your every desire
Sunsets and all the rest
But for the final test
What did you do
Who were you
How did you love
Was it it resolute
Pennies you saved
Dollars played
Delicate concern
For materiel burn
A pyre for some
A hole for
others
What do you say
About your brothers
Is judgment so great
That all along we hate
That neighbor we loved
Ourselves above
Draw the line
But not with my bones
You desert drones
Of my sands in time..........
FTBAS 6.4.14
A wish for your every desire
Sunsets and all the rest
But for the final test
What did you do
Who were you
How did you love
Was it it resolute
Pennies you saved
Dollars played
Delicate concern
For materiel burn
A pyre for some
A hole for
others
What do you say
About your brothers
Is judgment so great
That all along we hate
That neighbor we loved
Ourselves above
Draw the line
But not with my bones
You desert drones
Of my sands in time..........
FTBAS 6.4.14
Wednesday, May 28, 2014
Poets Dust
We reach for eternity
Never seeing past you and me
Death revolves around us
Trying to miss that bus
A poet writes with trust
Delivering oneself from the gray
A poets write is just
When there is nothing left to say
Your spirit lifted us
Words where your gift
So now into dust
In ashes we sift
Looking for you today
Besides ourselves in grief
As we bury your way
Into our belief.......
RIP Maya Angelou
FTBAS 5.28.14
Never seeing past you and me
Death revolves around us
Trying to miss that bus
A poet writes with trust
Delivering oneself from the gray
A poets write is just
When there is nothing left to say
Your spirit lifted us
Words where your gift
So now into dust
In ashes we sift
Looking for you today
Besides ourselves in grief
As we bury your way
Into our belief.......
RIP Maya Angelou
FTBAS 5.28.14
Monday, May 26, 2014
Dances in utopia
A dreamer
A believer
A saint
A sinner
Ain't bee
We see
Complaint free
In jubilee
Satire
desire
forebear
quagmire
Comedy, tragedy needing
Hilarity taught everywhere
Character lye bleeding
Etched on the door
Love ain't opera
Fat women sing
Dances in utopia
Are not what they seem...........
FTBAS 5-26-14
A believer
A saint
A sinner
Ain't bee
We see
Complaint free
In jubilee
Satire
desire
forebear
quagmire
Comedy, tragedy needing
Hilarity taught everywhere
Character lye bleeding
Etched on the door
Love ain't opera
Fat women sing
Dances in utopia
Are not what they seem...........
FTBAS 5-26-14
Saturday, May 3, 2014
Set China
Blown like shatters
Pieces flowing
Stretched in matters
Glimpse of knowing
Doubtless loathing
Composite friction
Winds blowing
Empty benediction
Flying on this way
Holy is knot
Kneeling to pray
To be or not
What they say
What they do
What they play
To be you
Marbles fell
Street foam
Mornings tell
First who's on
Chess played well
Set china bone
Depth closes well
When all alone..................
FTBAS 5.3.14
Pieces flowing
Stretched in matters
Glimpse of knowing
Doubtless loathing
Composite friction
Winds blowing
Empty benediction
Flying on this way
Holy is knot
Kneeling to pray
To be or not
What they say
What they do
What they play
To be you
Marbles fell
Street foam
Mornings tell
First who's on
Chess played well
Set china bone
Depth closes well
When all alone..................
FTBAS 5.3.14
Thursday, May 1, 2014
When Summer came to soon
Standing on the corner
Waiting on a train
Umbrella up
Under summer rain
Rainbows and pansies
Sights and views
Green lush fantasies
Coming through
Dark does only reign
Shadows play fate
Puppets of the game
Stayed up so late
To burn the morning
To writ the day
Forget I'm mourning
In this way
I most miss you
In all this bloom
Moments be true
In the summer that came to soon...........
FTBAS 5.1.14
Waiting on a train
Umbrella up
Under summer rain
Rainbows and pansies
Sights and views
Green lush fantasies
Coming through
Dark does only reign
Shadows play fate
Puppets of the game
Stayed up so late
To burn the morning
To writ the day
Forget I'm mourning
In this way
I most miss you
In all this bloom
Moments be true
In the summer that came to soon...........
FTBAS 5.1.14
Monday, April 21, 2014
Feinz
Dope peddle
Moist kettle
Bomb rattle
No one tattle
Institutions
Institutionalizing
Corporations
Cooperation
In the doctrine
Of commercial deity
Freely,
Battle buying
Death defying
Horror trying
Peace ain't buying
Shit went flying
Now we all dying
Smothering
In Cocoon
Mystery of doom
As only one light left
To best the test
Of what or who has won this mess!
FTBAS 4/21/14
Monday, April 7, 2014
In Blindness
We reach into the night
Feeling the cracks for a crevice
Holding dirt eons tight
Each handful like the past
Fingers bleed to numb
Faces in solitary plight
Tatters roll off the tongue
Blindness is the light
Numbness is our feel
Anxious bites remorse
Scabs easy to peal
Blood fueled curse
Blindness is all we won't
Light is what we forget
Heaven is what we want
Hell is what we get
In Blindness.............
FTBAS 4.7.14
Feeling the cracks for a crevice
Holding dirt eons tight
Each handful like the past
Fingers bleed to numb
Faces in solitary plight
Tatters roll off the tongue
Blindness is the light
Numbness is our feel
Anxious bites remorse
Scabs easy to peal
Blood fueled curse
Blindness is all we won't
Light is what we forget
Heaven is what we want
Hell is what we get
In Blindness.............
FTBAS 4.7.14
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
If I should see you
In a place,
Shining of love,
Or in disgrace,
Down one street above,
In the lairs chair,
Weeping by degrees,
Flowing out there,
Is how one sees,
When one gets here,
Lonely and alone,
Doubt becomes fear,
Throwing glass at stone,
If I should see you in this place,
I will hold out my hand,
Wiping the pain from your face,
Come up with a plan,
Smiling with out a trace,
Of how may I help?
Or what can I do?
Thinking of self,
Just what you do?
Isn't " I am so sorry",
The only thing to?
We are not separate,
We are not one,
Cause I should see you,
If I wish for you to see me too.................
FTBAS 3/19/14
Shining of love,
Or in disgrace,
Down one street above,
In the lairs chair,
Weeping by degrees,
Flowing out there,
Is how one sees,
When one gets here,
Lonely and alone,
Doubt becomes fear,
Throwing glass at stone,
If I should see you in this place,
I will hold out my hand,
Wiping the pain from your face,
Come up with a plan,
Smiling with out a trace,
Of how may I help?
Or what can I do?
Thinking of self,
Just what you do?
Isn't " I am so sorry",
The only thing to?
We are not separate,
We are not one,
Cause I should see you,
If I wish for you to see me too.................
FTBAS 3/19/14
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