Devastation

Is the feeling of bricks hitting brick after brick

The bricks must seem to fall one after the other forever

What answer

What?

The knowing of one's actual worth

The good you have harvested in the world and yourself

Dreams which are still full of feelings of want

Sublime joys which are alive and thriving

All devestation is then is dodging a few bricks

Yet that is why I am ready for it

I am not in fear

As love can not be lost

In a love like this anyway

Not completly lost

Impossible

And so is this

That I sure would give it a chance

A good fighting for love.

Love is an invisible birds singing as it fly from heart to heart saying something in its perfection beyond beyond as it is holy.

The islands 

The islands

That is where to


Sirens

Sirens to see

Eye to eye with


Drama falls with the set

Dreams beyond my scope

Hopes beyond my hopes.



Those who are foolers

I hope they learn

I hope they learn

Someone is watching

The trickter traps him/herself

The net being laid out

By the same stuff.

The liars lack of love

Open for all to see.


As the rain comes back one last time

Wave to it goodbye

As the temperature climbs

Touch the love with each drink

Stop for a momement now

Look within

And think

You are not being whimsical

Perhars a bit comical

A tad magical

Here it is.

I am off for a family visit in Southern California

Soon to be back online with my kindle asap.

Lovelies to you..

Red roses insides my pockets

And I keep them to myself

I want to give the blood of my heart

I bloody red roses

Painted in my blood

To show

That the blood

Those pains

Were for a reason

Perhaps dripping out venom

Pastel victims

Pastel was the ogre

I cried in the shower

As if death had been killed

With bones shining.

You

There it is

You

Seems like velcro

It's you

Magneta magesta

I can still love you

Something was right about the pains

As I am here

Can't explain

As to God's relationship

With this

Seems obvious

Like God saw something worth doing

With us.

Beauty is very sweet

As if it were dancing

Dancing with angels

On the dirty streets

Those hummer bird streets

Beauty tears the asphalt up

Like lady luck

Noises become silent.

Love is like a dream

Strange at times

Yet finally you are actually making love become technicolor

And things are getting lovely with your lover

Suddenly a kiss happens

And a super nova goes off in another universe.

If you want life there is love

Fucking love!!!@!

Love it

Good for something

Love!!!!

Document in favor of peace and world peace

Evil is war

War is evil

Nobody wins

One side loses greater than the other

Everyone loses in that thrill

Which causes disorder

Illness

Despair

Social issues

Where the denial is deepest

Hate is not love

No it is not

Hate is just another word for war

Can we humans in the world admit that it is wrong

Can't we understand how ugly it is

Even if one side we like wins

War is wrong

War is wrong

How can a war torn place hold itself together

How can haters even have friends unless their talk is hateful?

So is there peace

Do we want it?

Love is such that it can not be touched

It is there and then it is there

Where?

Oh now it sneaked into the living room

Now in the garden

Suddenly on the balcony

Love turns and jumps and falls

Runs like a wolf

In vapor trails

Love flickers in dreams

Dances with vultures

It can shift into a cloud

Rains then like honey

Spins in the sink

It is alway more than we think

We pin it down

Only to escape into a shadow

It hovers like a dragonfly

And sleeps like a kitten

I watch the patterns ripples

Waves in music and in silence

Roaring and transforming

Love is.