Love

Love

I was looking for a can of discount beans

Stretching out in my tight blue jeans

When I heard a whistle from behind

I turned around to look and find

Mister Perfect looking at my ass

I said

“Damn, you’re cute, but can you get a little class?”

He smiled, his teeth complete and pearly white

“Can I take you out for dinner tonight?”

Well, anything is better than cold canned vegetables

So I said, “Yes, I am willing and able”

Together we walked to his Mercedes Benz

I knew then we’d be more than friends

Off we went with the tires squealing

Girl, I can’t tell you just how high I was feeling

I was some place between zero and infinity

And a supernova was in my immediate vicinity

So we had a meal of steak and surf

With a table on the bay on the fisherman's wharf

I was watching the sun set over the sea

Wondering about the possibility

If this could be more than two ships passing in the night

So I decided that I’d had better play my cards right

Right away I ditched the deuce

It wasn’t wise to be loose

Sure I might have an orgasm or three

But the night would end, and out of the door I’d be

So I decided to play the King of Clubs

As I contemplated my future hub

“I said, hey baby, I’d really like to go have a dance”

“Could you, would you, should you take a chance?”

He said, “Hey babe, don’t you know that dancing is my thing”

“Not only do I hustle, but I also sing”

Then like thunder in wide wonder I came into the know

I whispered softly, “You’re Barry Manilow”

“Yes,” he said with a nod as the bill came to pay

“I had to do something to convince the world I ain’t gay”

Well I wanted to get angry, but that would have been a sin

Love is a game, sometimes you lose, sometimes you win

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I Was a Navajo

 I Was a Navajo

I was a Navajo

A million years ago

I herded sheep

And got little sleep

I knew the name of each member of the starry host

 

I was a Navajo

And walked Mother Earth below

I knew secrets deep

Treasures to keep

Now I walk the scarred surface an anguished ghost

 

I weep I wail

My courage does fail

When I see greed and lust for power and control

An endless drive with an ambiguous goal

Never to achieve never to receive

Contrasting

The simple blessing to those who believe

In Love

 

In one night of my life there was more joy

Then in all the angry years of those who destroy

 

 

I was a Navajo

And you will never know

The beauty of the night

And what is right

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Fool Am I

Fool Am I

 

The jester was short with a contorted face                            

He preached that salvation was by works not grace              

Jokerman had files from the palace to the slum                    

More than the queen was under his dirty green thumb          

 

Tell me what kind of fool am I

I make the good women lie

I make the bad women cry

Tell me what kind of fool am I

 

I was reading penthouse letters in the attic

There were some true confessions from a fanatic

It was there the jester first came into my mind

How secret lovers discovers life ain’t kind

 

Tell me what kind of fool am I

I make the good women lie

I make the bad women cry

Tell me what kind of fool am I

 

She was wearing nothing except her golden crown

The jester commanded baby let’s go downtown

A smile crossed her face on sweet lips ruby red

She cackled pretty soon were all gonna be dead

 

Tell me what kind of fool am I

I make the good women lie

I make the bad women cry

Tell me what kind of fool am I

 

Well the king had three wisemen who listened before they spoke

They knew the jester was something more than a running joke

We don’t recommend the nuclear option unless it’s an extreme

They said push the red button and we’ll see if life’s but a dream

 

Desperate the king challenged the fool to a duel

The jester wasn’t strong but he was plenty cruel

The queen couldn’t lose she had spread out all her bets

Swords flashed egos crashed blood spilled with no regrets

 

Tell me what kind of fool am I

I make the good women lie

I make the bad women cry

Tell me what kind of fool am I 

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Slipping Into A Blue Sky

 Slipping Into A Blue Sky

 

I have a secret alphabet where new letters abound                            

I dream all day of new ways to say I Love You                                

The salad’s a kiss I’m hungering for the main course                       

Peace is flowing like a river and the Good Lord’s the source           

 

I’m slipping into a blue sky and you’re the reason why

I’m slipping into a blue sky heaven’s so high

I’m slipping into a blue sky let’s give love a try

I’m slipping into a blue sky and you’re the reason why

 

Sipping Champaign I hope it’s plain the special way I feel

Allow me to explain that my Love is genuine and real

Put forever in a bottle pull the throttle to full speed

Whatever your desire I’ll light the fire for all you need

 

I’m slipping into a blue sky and you’re the reason why

I’m slipping into a blue sky heaven’s so high

I’m slipping into a blue sky let’s give love a try

I’m slipping into a blue sky and you’re the reason why

 

Mellow my mind I find a new universe gentle and kind

Come take my hand understand destiny planned to leave all behind

Past the moon soon we’ll be sailing beyond the farthest star

To a place of grace of leather and lace called Jupitar

 

I’m slipping into a blue sky and you’re the reason why

I’m slipping into a blue sky heaven’s so high

I’m slipping into a blue sky let’s give love a try

I’m slipping into a blue sky and you’re the reason why

 

One and one makes one when all is said and done

Making love all night the morning light’s just begun

With certainty eternity is a time much too small

God bless what I possess I give you it all

 

Time is merely a cosmic flow melting into supernal tide

We don’t gotta run forever I know where we can hide

Arm in arm safe from all harm a paradise built for two

Slipping into a blue sky a high made for me and you

 

I’m slipping into a blue sky and you’re the reason why

I’m slipping into a blue sky heaven’s so high

I’m slipping into a blue sky let’s give love a try

I’m slipping into a blue sky and you’re the reason why

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Sunset Sonnet 9

Sunset Sonnet 9

 

It’s getting late Syl the clock is ticking

I isolated penning poetic verse

You playing your game the keyboard clicking

A few words back and forth so we converse

Tomorrow is the Lord’s Day praise His name

Six days for men one for the I Am

Twenty six years on my path free of shame

The water’s of wickedness God did dam

We shall travel to the inner city

Newark a place in decay forgotten

But I know from high to low God is with me

The first shall be last so seek the bottom

In glorious voices our praises ring

Glory to God and glory to the King 

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Train Wreck

Train Wreck

 

Ooooh oooh oooh oooh

Ooooh oooh oooh oooh

Ooooh oooh oooh oooh

 

Running down the line looking so fine

A hell of a train called make it all mine

Iron and steel it’s a fire of fury

Get off of the tracks it’s in a hurry

A world away it didn’t seem true

I fell in love like young girls always do

 

Ooooh oooh oooh oooh

A train wreck a world of pain

A train wreck life’s insane

A train wreck coming in vain

Ooooh oooh oooh oooh

A train wreck and it’s coming again

 

Mother picked my man before I was born

Between custom and Love I was torn

Outcast I rode the plains with Crazy Horse

The elders would not let me divorce

We were free as the sky never knowing

It all would end with a whistle blowing

 

Ooooh oooh oooh oooh

A train wreck a world of pain

A train wreck life’s insane

A train wreck coming in vain

Ooooh oooh oooh oooh

A train wreck and it’s coming again

 

Liquor lies and soldiers ready to fight

So much for us making love all night

I kissed him hard as we said goodbye

I knew we were through I broke down to cry

Our hope was just to live our own way

Before the iron dragon had its day

 

Ooooh oooh oooh oooh

A train wreck a world of pain

A train wreck life’s insane

A train wreck coming in vain

Ooooh oooh oooh oooh

A train wreck and it’s coming again

 

Like the Buffalo we are no more

We won the battle but lost the war

Like my people I am of the past

Love stories have no choice but to last

At six every morn the train rolls by

When something is born something must die

 

Ooooh oooh oooh oooh

A train wreck a world of pain

A train wreck life’s insane

A train wreck coming in vain

Ooooh oooh oooh oooh

A train wreck and it’s coming again

 

Ooooh oooh oooh oooh

Ooooh oooh oooh oooh

Ooooh oooh oooh oooh

 

I ride the plains you can still hear my cry

When something is born something must die

Ooooh oooh oooh oooh 

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Now I See

Now I See

 

Farm Road was a dusty trail

With a creek and a bog

Quick Mathew would catch a frog

And we’d keep him in a pail

Tadpoles would flourish in the stream

Wiggly and slimy in hand

We were living in a dream

And we did not understand

 

There were woods thick with bush

Branches, twigs moved with a push

All around lost in bliss

Of Mother Nature’s wilderness

The river shallow with slippery stone

Mathew and I crossed it alone

Trying not to get wet feet

As if soggy socks signaled defeat

 

Now the stream is dark and void

The frogs, the fish all destroyed

Farm Road is paved like all the rest

Houses built where there was forest

Progress they say I want to scream

I see your progress, progress be damned

We were living in a dream

And we did not understand

 

No rocks to turn to see a millipede

Our refuge of nature is now gone

A victim of man and his greed

Yet still life it must go on

There is little in us worth to redeem

The world goes on as Satan planned

We were living in a dream

And we did not understand  

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Mother In The Nursing Home

Mother In The Nursing Home

 

Mother was a rock of support

Always advocating for my welfare

A fierce defender

Defeating the number one contender

Apathy

She saved all of my writings in the attic

Considering them precious and priceless

Who knows one day?

Still it is the nature of humanity

To soften in the latter years

To fall into the hands of frightful fears

And so Mother was in the nursing home

After the breast cancer, the pace maker and the stroke

We sadly learned the cancer had returned

A terminal diagnosis

Six days a week I visited her

Only absent Wednesday as Sylvia and I went to Bible study

An hour after work it was my steadfast duty

I'd sit at her side making my presence known

Lord have mercy on those abandoned alone

We'd watch the nightly news and I'd depart

Saturday Sylvia and I were all day by mother

My wife, the marvelous cook she is, would make

Piping hot chicken soup from fresh whole chickens

Enough to last the week through

Delicious and nutritious

And Sundays it was between services

To stay a couple of hours

I did all in my power that I could do

I remember the last days

They sent mother home to die

Marianne was by her side

I got the call at four a.m. in the morning

My heart descended below the depths of Sheol

The rock had been grinded to dust

Mother had died 

I cried

There is a solace

I was there when she needed me

A true champion she lived six months more

Then the doctors predicted

She was in the fight of her life, for her life

I did not repay what she gave me

Love keeps no score

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Under The Wire

 Under The Wire

 

On La Rue Avenue the traffic light is stuck on red                            

All the working girls trade their entire worlds just to be fed             

Big Tiny’s cruising losing time in his pink Cadillac              

Listen to what I say one day the sun will set and never come back  

 

She cries out I got love some love for hire

Give me my desire under the wire

I got a fire and I wanna take it higher

Lust is a lousy liar under the wire

 

Down on Wall Street the bankers compete for just one more buck

If you’re poor and don’t want to fight this war you’re out of luck

The U.S.S. Liberty tells me everything I need to know

We can fornicate at eight get dinner then catch an early show

 

She cries out I got love some love for hire

Give me my desire under the wire

I got a fire and I wanna take it higher

Lust is a lousy liar under the wire

 

Mother Teresa chit chats about the poor devouring lobster and steak

Writing lyrics on pages of dreams looking for my big break

In Utopia Todd is called God and he still don’t wanna work

My the unknown has grown fear ferments in the shadows where they lurk

 

She cries out I got love some love for hire

Give me my desire under the wire

I got a fire and I wanna take it higher

Lust is a lousy liar under the wire

 

A gaggle of drunks stumbling along mumbling a song that they used to know

I knew Michelle very well it was hell watching her perform on the go

Meanwhile without a smile the poets create free verse not worthy of time

I’ve gone half way around the world in Timbuktu I found a happy rhyme

 

Home’s where I want to be I read that in San Francisco Bay

He was the man of her dreams but unfortunately gay

Love is a mysterious force the source of everything good

I would bring peace and joy to our planet Earth if I only could

 

She cries out I got love some love for hire

Give me my desire under the wire

I got a fire and I wanna take it higher

Lust is a lousy liar under the wire

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When I’m Gone

 When I’m Gone

 

Baby you’re the very best but ain’t nobody that sweet                     

Maybe a lovely melody but honey I’m the beat                                

You’re gold I agree but idols they only fall too short                        

Maybe I find you in my mind but you’re breaking my heart            

 

When I’m gone you will finally see

There’s a lot more than you in we

When I’m gone you will finally see

That’s there something sad about being free

 

When two lovers discovers that coins really have three sides

There’s the front and the back and the one that always hides

You’re lying there naked I see all that’s sacred and profane

We got our history but love is a mystery none can explain

 

When I’m gone you will finally see

There’s a lot more than you in we

When I’m gone you will finally see

That’s there something sad about being free

 

Making love all through the night we don’t fight when we are one

But darling I hear you snarling foul when the sex is done

Can’t you feel it there’s something out there bigger than us all

Take care and be aware say a silent prayer that we don’t fall

 

When I’m gone you will finally see

There’s a lot more than you in we

When I’m gone you will finally see

That’s there something sad about being free

 

Ecstasy is a pill ecstasy is a thrill you were a shark in the dark ocean deep

I was fishing be the shore but I wanted more something that I could keep

You bit that bait but I made you wait momma always said don’t be too easy

I gave you a try and made you my guy cause honey you knew how to please me

 

I’m a woman and women want to be cherished like treasure

But I feel that the deal is I perish for your pleasure

So take my advice love me twice and then hold on real tight

For sure as the coming sun we’re done after tonight

 

When I’m gone you will finally see

There’s a lot more than you in we

When I’m gone you will finally see

That’s there something sad about being free

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Flying Out To Anaheim

 Flying Out To Anaheim

 

If you ever get serious about love don’t hesitate                                           

Meet me at seven on Huntington Beach for our first date                             

We’ll have drinks at the Bungalow watching the sunset                               

I’ll give you tender surrender without any regret                                                                              

 

Here I Am flying out to Anaheim

I’m headed to the scene of the crime

Oooh, where can I find the perfect rhyme

There you go flying out to Anaheim

 

I have dreams about being a rock and roll superstar

Manic nights of delight playing my electric guitar

Writing songs about a kind of love that transcends life

That some day in some way we’ll become man and wife

 

Here I Am flying out to Anaheim

I’m headed to the scene of the crime

Oooh, where can I find the perfect rhyme

There you go flying out to Anaheim

 

The thrill of the chase merges with the glory of grace

You got a body of pure energy and a perfect face

Inside a heart that burns with a warmth of compassion

No idle hands you understand loves in the action

 

Here I Am flying out to Anaheim

I’m headed to the scene of the crime

Oooh, where can I find the perfect rhyme

There you go flying out to Anaheim

 

We are all playing our part but we get to decide a thing or two

Destiny be damned against the odds against the gods I chose you

Look at heaven above I won’t let the stars determine my fate

We are born to die some are crucified and baby I ain’t got time to wait

 

Running down the Garden Grove bursting free from my chains

There are answers to questions but nothing ever explains

But in your kiss there is a bliss I cannot forget

I’m flying to Anaheim cause you’re the winning bet

 

Here I Am flying out to Anaheim

I’m headed to the scene of the crime

Oooh, where can I find the perfect rhyme

There you go flying out to Anaheim 

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A Poet's Pain

 A Poet's Pain

 

When I received my high school directory I listed myself as a poet

At the time I considered my selection better than unemployed or mentally ill

I always hurt it just took a long time to realize my inner agony was abnormal

That the abuse, teasing, mockery, bullying wasn't universal

Now I seek to liberate the world from every single force of oppression

I have learned reality and have digested the brutal lesson

So I write poetry hoping to inspire

That somehow in a spiritual way to ignite a wholesome fire

That among the world there should be an ambiguous equality

That the culture of 'third world' nations is perhaps more valid than our own

From selfish rebels to world exploiters so this nation has grown

I take no pride in Native American genocide

Go to the source any force of evil must be denied

And in the process rip to shreds the smug arrogant pride

That self aggrandizing declaration that this nation can military intervene

Wherever, whenever and against any enemy its foggy eyes have seen

It is not okay to spend trillions to kill in aggressive war

While billions suffer from hunger and people are poverty stricken poor

I have meandered of off the straight and narrow far from my rhymes

I focus on meaning, obvious as a June moon bellowing with sacred chimes

There is a righteousness and war is one of man's foulest crimes

Yet in easy contentment society is placated into a deceitful lull

It's not my kids going to die; besides such things are out of my control

I believe in the masses, I believe in the power of Love, I believe in the example

I have fought the system claw and fang though I am presently obscure

When motivated millions make many moves the impact is sure

I throw my withered scarecrow frame across the gears of the machine

For the demagogues are blaspheming in heated rhetoric of hatred most obscene

With blood and oil they grease the slashing juggernaut

Killing you dirty or killing you clean do you know what I mean?

And in the midst of the red, red rain

A cry asking why so many innocents must perish and die

I observe the cruelty in society how lives are flawed, empty and vain

From deep within wickeder than the worst sin is a poet's pain

For I have no power to make a change but rather to simply explain

So I write and fight in words that shimmer and glimmer in delight

For with hope I think about the slim chance that I just might

Inspire an entire generation to be conscious of the world's ways

That the government is not our masters and only our ideals should we praise

All in all leading the call so that we may arrive collectively at better days

While that dark choice seeks to silence my voice quoting 'you are insane'

A poet's pain 

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