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Posted in poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 8, 2010 by ravenstooth
Distance plagues us
As we are legends in our own mind
We never had a chance
To resurrect the distant moment in our time
So we are now plagued in the wasted resin
And waking up in dreamt vomit to begin
The days are weak malice protruding hollow
Who becomes champion in the distant lavender
We will perish the fortress and wind up licking salamanders
The frozen skies drown the hurricane’s tongue
These new machines call us connected
But we become further in our awakened water
Here we sit mocking existence
Laughing at wishes
Spiraling into realms of boredom
Trusting the wants but pushing away the needs
Higher we climb the aborted monument
The flag flies there, a burnt echo of broken misery
Attached to the flowers secrete wisdom
Overlooked by scenery and decisions
Whose fall will pick the other one up
Repeat the effects of stoned guesses
The horse rides head high, mane whispering
An overly outstretched hand gets a slap from distance
The plague rots inside and hovers like wild penetration
We cry for our try, and see the end reaching us
We’ll die alone broken by wonder and retreat
The plague becomes like a brother or sister
Not lover or intimate discovery
Which dissolves the glue that bound the past
The future is for infinity to decide
We lend our positive monsters only to have distance plague us
See you in the distance dancing bare-breasted
Holding the plague as it waters you
Let it go, let it go
Then we’ll know that time is the shower casting rainbows
Delicate and silent
Sleep well in the distance
We will never survive the plague
Unless we speak with honest medicine


Posted in poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 15, 2010 by ravenstooth
I am lost on this island
With the whole world floating by
I can see only my hands
As I reach for your smiling reply
The shore seems to be falling further away
The more I swim the tide washes me astray
Every glimpse I see you standing on the beach
And with every wave you get farther from my reach
My boat feels overturned
There is a hole in the keel
My skin scorched and sunburned
And I’m sinking deeper the more I feel
I’m disoriented and bewildered
Every time I think of you
I can’t see into the world I’ve entered
Even if I stood on the same island you do
So one contemplates while deserted in their mind
In the process of ultimate euphoria they hope to find
As when one looks up to see the eagle’s fly up high
There’s an island in every moment drifting on by


Posted in poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 10, 2010 by ravenstooth
Soon the sun rise
Will we be born into its soul
I thought less when I was young
I saved the tired tomorrow for you
As we slip from our surprise
Bringing in the faceless role
Let this guess madden the fun
Then listen to the earth bleed too
Soon the moon rise
Our turned bodies become whole
In search of the meaning til we’re done
Our aching worries flood in colored blue
So this is a test to divide my mind
Complaining in one side
Reasons flock in the hollow of the other
So I must fear the dark wants
And I must keep strength at arm’s length
I never rode the wave-like this before
So alone and left-sided
Coldness heals the fire
A tedious loved foraged white
The noise breaths deep toward folly
She wet her eyes and discovered me
I floated like a feather patiently ghost
Hear the leave blow along the ground
I must keep reminding myself
There was no escape from feelings that covered me in armor
And still these days plugged my soul from being bitten
Hear her warmth young and carefully tried
I know there is a beyond lying there sullenly
Caged in my pain my double leeks out into forest kings
Lighting the fuel for feasting on fire
Crippled pages down wearisome puzzle finite
And devoured lakes like frozen ice sleek smooth ripples
And touching her soft skin
It would make me begin
To unravel the times we were akin
Milky dawns breathing outward lust
I light the fire again to feel safety
The leering smiles around the edges
My calming visions let only to imagination
She’s warm inside my soul
Her face is lit up by the glowing flames
I hold her and we breathe with embracing silence
Our formless gaze emptying in the flickering heat
Sleepy as we stare our thoughts away like the smoked wood
Bellowing in grey crazy pillows fighting for its release
Here is the avenue drab minerals die-hard
Living the reality discouraging baffled placement
When we are deciding that we are pushing
Alive freely seeking our eternity gold and silk dreamt illusions
Pain and happiness drive solutions to be fevered and whole 
Celebrate our chance to be here insubordinate
There is our gap gaping envy and hatred of ourselves
As we stare down at those whose routine repeats our own
Perhaps that shine in our mind creates space where love is replaced
As is compassion for the weak and weary
Only to help with our humbled moments we faced
My desire to open the doors and walk through the awkward birth and beauty
Shower on the spiral as the wilderness screams to our mindless duty
Reaching for random eagle’s claws in hopes for intent and sight
Mentioning the world as we drown into the sunset sipping the night
The coldness climbs all over us as the fire slips into an unconscious gait
And certainly the dreams take us to realities where unordinary visions wait 
Get closer we may not make it back….
We might not want to….
I hear it calling me….
Come closer and be consumed….
Our light and lightness guide us….
Into territory yet walked upon….
Let her suffocate our wisdom, our thought….
We might get closer  to our untaught….
Infant spot….


Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 6, 2010 by ravenstooth
Strangled, webbed and bitten
Sounded like threatening or hidden
Now I’m coming around to see the finally
Take it to the highest peak the deepest valley
Search forever the moment and let release the burdens that come around
Keep the gardens blooming while the worms breathe life into the ground
Turn around let me know you’re real
When you hear my name what do you feel
Does it elevate your heart the same
As it does for me when I say your name
By the way when I’m dream living
To capture what I mean with what you’re giving
And the your world is the most precious gift
So I offer my omniscience and let you drift
Right on into me
Tripping into our discovery
How can I explain
Nothing is the same
You are the one I’ve held on to
I can’t think of anything better to do
In my world there is an empty seat
I will share it the last time we meet
Down the dust free road, the seers walk on a plain that shines
Their feet never touch the ground while they clasp hands and minds
In my world your never alone too tall a tree flocks crow’s claws
We see the horizon in every direction as we residue when the morning sun bawls
I know you came into my life to stay all so long ago
Will strength be enough for you to let it all go
So far away take this hidden valley pass
Enter the laden stalk bright azure laugh
Ripe in translucent drizzle
Our bodies revolve among the wilderness
Our vampires touch the mica hollowed sizzle
We imitate sleep as dawn barks our candid caress
Sometime we’re frozen in our path
Sometimes we seek adventure
Sometimes we’re lonely in wrath
Sometime we need a little puncture
Sometimes that hole is never sealed
Sometimes we leak into the vast quarry
Sometimes we stand in our skinless field
Sometimes we’ll never know why we worry
Sometimes we rot inside and never give into fate
Sometimes we live in peaceful tranquility
Sometime we make our rendition hesitate
Sometime we say fuck it to our mortality
Sometimes we breathe…
Sometimes we leave…
I could torture you into my existence
Like money on the ground
When you  feel the wind shiver it’s persistence
And pocket the prize you found
The time is a coming
And the truth will be revealed
What may be consuming
Shows each layer has been carefully peeled
I see you’re scared
Why wouldn’t you
I’ve pushed and pulled
Everything you do
Changed you, throttled you
Held you into submission
Now I’m forcing you a decision
That’s what loneliness will do
Then I say- I love you


Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 27, 2010 by ravenstooth
Zen wolves and the far-fetched ravine
The omens unravel in the space between
To catch a glimpse of the reckoning desire
One must place both feet into the liquid fire
The heat is a searing boil like magic abound
An interesting outlook once vision is sound
To climb aboard the wavering benevolent raft
The seer sloughs off all their content and laughs


Posted in poetry, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , on February 3, 2010 by ravenstooth
Injured in my own borders
Can’t see my way through
These walls were where my comforts lie
Now they have fallen into
To escape would be to abandon
And live with the results my fled
I can already see the horizon
Without blue, black or red
I’ve lingered in here for so long I can’t feel
The torture has been an accustomed dwell
Now I must become this solitary keel
Or else adrift into this bottomless hell
I sense that my distortions are heavy
My timeless hopes fly like mist
So thick and dense as a sturdy levy
Collapse in the wake of love’s gist
I will crawl out of the rubble
And in due time see once again
As this blurred reflection makes me humble
I know that I’ve never lost a friend


Posted in poetry, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 11, 2010 by ravenstooth
Bye bye bullshit
Hello everything else
It’s beginning to trend on walls
Like fish dying on the beach
The Sands loves to to stick around 
A hole is dug in mud to find its source
Feeble creators coming together (sweating)
Table beating with a knife
Children in shock with fear for fucking up
Death, such a slow walk just to get high
Wanting just to have her once to ask her her destinations
Ambitions of tomorrow (A shout across the land) Blankets
Monsters clashing in the graveyard abyss
Theaters of horny kissing lips sooo wet
And a dual rethought of a man on a bike
She had visions of snakes and man-eating birds
Couldn’t understand power or clarity, only
depressed dialogue of past interaction
Cliffs of stone, vines purple fruit
Foraging animals trying to feed themselves and their
offspring.  Mutant lisp of sold gold
Crazy horses galloping in repetition
As differences go, there are none
To think there are, is to go on never realizing
How much more everything is
Bye bye world
Hello everything else
Fever boils over then the days wink by
Love and peace- a distress bark
In the dark a spark of naked stoned eyes
Regrets in past none, only every piece of shit I shat
Dying alone, shall it only come that way
Moonbeams like candle horror
Fuckholes wet souls pungent aroma
Brothers, Sisters, enjoy the carnival rides
Take each one by the hand, remember my song
Dances of lighted currents
Smelling hot trembling discomfort
Nights to be crazy
Days to laugh at while mongers destroy
This bliss of world beauty
Encounters at the market watching beggars
Scramble for morsels of life
Scratching my balls to smudge ashes over
the enchanted south pyre- funeral flowers
Dogs fowl- correspondence- casual dress
At times of pain (always) I’ve tasted nocturnal
A Mojo to peace life
Indian sorrow flight of the eagle soaring
Predators disguise as sheets of war
Democracy shit Republican fuck
In this greed hell
Where’s you boss
Oh, he’s foraging in the field with all the other
monkeys of money
Orange skyline bite hordes of poems
May it inspire twilight love
Couches that smolder synchronicity
Television lies in the eyes of infant cries
Even this pen is as cold as the hand that inscribes
More jumble; mediocrity of commercial lingo
Hangman noose waiting
Devouring soft plush kisses to see the others
Just a whisper of wine to make the moment fine
Pills, acid, shrooms, what plagues next
In the room where sardonically freezing takes place
Hate the looseness of unfit clothing
Scattered on the dresser
Pages in lavender pearls- tears, them bastards
Itching hairs of puberty- combing cunts to lick
Disgusting words, only your imagination taunts them
Don’t fear; easy to say yeah
Easier to do
As long as the road you tread turns in all directions
Enjoy passion, romance, eyes of scarlet- doorbells
Calling in friends to a party- drunk slurping
Baseball heros?  No one
Terms, occasions, depths, fathoms, ocean waltz
Totem pole of peoples victory and defeat
I’ll be back in story books, letters, speech.  Thoughts,
worship, and painful tomorrows
Pictures sacred, vanished parlors, passages to enter
Timbers of forest groves
Blokes, a British encounter- maybe some tea
Travel-  a long bike ride to the store
Games to conquer, a relished warrior bides lonely
evenings.  Babble.  She was to have my children
She wished and vanished with the kids
Ended all possibilities of true wisdom- growth
Pebbles that talk like gardens of knowledge
So to another beauty- a wife
Calling her a goddess is not enough praise
Ladders to climb in the morning
Flowers in long hair- dirt piles
Bed and breakfast
Indulging folk-lore, wedding marches
Being trashed on the shore
Turmoil and a Kilfoil
No more dice or cards  Treachery
Hunger in the buds of the tongue or just bored
Seeing glowing faces
Disturbed lapses persuaded in lustful
Cadence- Plethora from muther makes me
Poison, waste site, reeks insanity
Deafness read cold lips- owls toy…
Pipes slowly feebling our twisted minds even more
Sagittarius or shit house
Zenith polish, venture morn into
Celebration.  Banshees tribal vigil
Dead horses, no more Crazy. No one must set foot in the
Burial ground or they shall join all
eternity in awful awareness
Tasting as scented woods
Once we awake in blood
We’ll slowly see the ways to dissolve mockery
Floating on a boat in the middle of a traffic jam
Cajun sailor, old man getting piddly wages
Notions from oceans of global guillotine
Ravens again calling to the door of your mind
Keep going she bawled at the dragon in his eyes
Lust my breath with your squirming regiment
Motor pool, the shaft of love, one eyed probing
Kepler’s boorish meaning freakiness
Blakes worship words in cemetary lull
Wordworth lisping delicate words in rhyme
Swollen teeth from night in the gallows
Energy lighted abortions/ madness
Over robust legends occur in mirth coolish gravel
Bed rocks, cakes of rain.  Masks of birth, life and death
Each one hiding the other from the seer’s penetrating
Superstitions cajole, black cats, broken mirrors
Foolish prowess, ancient steam from volcanic tremors
Mr Mojo Risen flying in between verses
A liquid ship with a sharp steel hollow tube giving weird
Demons in the breath of a shaman fire chant
Hello Hello entry to the shallow kingdom of formless
Dust ridden roads to hell’s open door
Flower paths where heaven’s plushness pours down
Or just crazed nightmare of a divine place to rest
Each one must send a signal to their power object
Licking on webs to fool around in the spider’s den
Cure my wrecked day with your tender love bite
Coo all carelessness.  Hold my fear, death and infinity
Good riddance, hope to see you on my side where
all visions and dreams are real
Well they’re real anyway so believe in the earth
Glorious horror and bleed in the fields of chaos
Don’t dwell in yesterday’s solemn gloat
He calls himself Plateau
There it is again, another slammed door
Painters humble daily routine- gotta get outta here
Lights magical rhubarb sweet smell of nectar
Coniferous deities, Carnivores like basking infants
Play-pen songs, lullabies, talks through lids of seeing
Loaded bowl a wait for religious spectacles
Her shoulders were soft as violets in a morning forest of
smiles.  She tore off her clothes to join the celebration
She listened for her ally that gave her all meanings
answers, beauty
Curled up in space:  moons, galaxies, planets, Earth’s families
Chief Hilltop Horizon Viewer, Richard’s memoir of
school yard Morrison tribes. Cobras.  No one dared.  they
were all to scared to dance with Jim.
I’ll be the next to martyr, doubt it
Snakes in the Glen, pits and open wounds
Brothels of sin, dignity pissers, external shame
Frothing in the realm of  sinecure
He’s just a horny jester from the queen’s prism
Quarter master labyrinth steel blade.  Pale lips
Whisper robin song in a hollow rotten tree
They got along even though their sex was never
Take the deafness and the chill
from my soaked mind.  Deviate sanctions
that cripple all wearisome fools.
She loved ancient myths of Greek gods. Asian
Pagodas, intrigue, valor, cadence. Pristine
ensemble.  Levitate monsters and bunnies creating
Folklore.  Tomorrow, Tomorrow it will be all over
Ha Ha Hey girl.  Ya you.  Kiss me in my elaborate
credence, flower my dreams with your passionate
howl.  Sweat all over my freaking corpse.
Twitching on plush blankets like mongrels
inspired by a cackling breeze.  Freeze our intimacy
Kneel down, take my friend, answer stiff
ambitions.  Devour his soul push him over the
cliff.  Ahhhhhh…
Wait forgiveness- quarries, ritual.  Dubs
making artists out of retarded ink blots
Shadow masks- tangent salvation, primrose
Poises, alabaster heartbreak
A game of conquer destruction-
Feeble warrior marked as lord
Insatible satire- Plagued
then rubbished away in a hole in the
ground.  Only to be remember for
all the good things.  When alive evil
is foretold.  No one really cares until
you’re dead.  Then they remember.
Bye Bye infinite valor
Hello everything else
Call me passionate
Call me blind
Eat my disaster
If you must find
An alternative pattern in which
You must gloat
Discreet moments which crush
Will turn life’s thought remote
HaCha dialogue
Change the dust to trust
Let us see the path  Let’s change the love to lust
I love
A beautiful sea
A sparkled sunshine
An evergreen tree
You in the night time
Sleeping next to me
I love
Holes in the horizon line
Ravens that call out
You in the day time
telling me what you’re about
Filling you with my slime
I love
A hearty stout
Rain, wet in the morn
Hot bodies as one
Your soft skin like a new-born
Children having fun
Us melting in the sun
Let’s run
I love you in the firelight
Your silhouette fondling
The blackest night
The sparks fly out of your eyes
Sending shrills up my spine
I can see you’re so divine
Now a change- offerings to impeccability- NOTHING
To float away on the pendulum of exotic mountain hordes
Flip the vinyl to become Relax
A piece of Bread, dead and of course Mother Freedom
Called us to be part of the wild rivers
Cotton bile while white torture smiles creeping
into a bag of sleep in an awkward wilderness spaz
Say listen to this note
Say hey what do you think of me now
say, don’t sit there and gloat
Say come over here let me kiss your brow
What Chyou thannk uv mee nowww
Decisions decisions so many to decide from
How can or how may it pass once you’ve gotten your
thoughts figured out.  Listen to the earth’s solemn prayer
A bottle of beer requires taste
a jug of wine involves romance/ sardonical prestige
A snub of cognac dissolves money-
Contracts, signatures, barrels of hate cradling tiny
roses- fortitude amphibious chatter, long legged girls
Tents popping, bones arthritis, mocking bird lunge
into indigo night.  Recreate all the legends the famous
particles of past, present, future.
A call from brother.  To be away is good for the return
party- Reunions are to tell stories, adventure, loves and
longings.  Inspirations for the next time.
Another album Please pick one and dance
Trying to be a poet?  Ha Fuck em.
Disturbing earthquakes in my skull so I lull at null
Foresight pictures,  Hey bitch and your mother fucking friend
that dudes an asshole-  No talking any more
Castaneda’s crow keeps killing my calm
Thank you
Now return to the stream where laughing wolves teach
wisdom.  Forget the fear, stand with clarity, use power to
over come old age
She said flank are cold in the raw avenue of rain
I corralled a noble fear; insignia Sandman to her
visions of Catholic prisms, a goat is on her mind now
What’s happening to me
Do I really SEE
Inside or outside or in between
The sixties are gone so is yesterday’s sorrow
No more vultures of intrigued death
The rest are minuscule dollar signs
To acquire future facsimiles-
She sold me a smoke-show that divided the
horizon’s frown.  that made me see her
favorite colors.  Her date was a simple shout
The day was three echos away
Her double came out in a horrendous monster’s breath fluttering
pussy.  Telling the big boss man how to appreciate a simple request
The man said sorry.  I laughed in his face and knew he’d
be tongue-tied.  To change the rage into a field of sweet
Sage with the coaxing of rampage
the cork flew off the bottle, we licked the rim
and moved to nostalgia.  Embryos of the evenings
dying sunshine, invading cities that glow in fluorescent shrieks.
Cartoon jollies of childhood Saturday TV sittings
laughing while eating cereal-  Latter young man
bright smiles- and Again now a man shaven faces
coiling winsome proverbs from lizard’s leathery
cold scales.  A trembled offering to gods, tangible
repetition-  Demented phone calls, peace benches, grass
under toes taking each step with comfortable grace
They made an animal for all occasions and
disciple the infants to become majestic feeders
Hunger bleeds the soul.  I’m surprised
we haven’t eaten everything.  I thirst for death
To live will quench it for now, but I’m still parched.
Journey we more into the perils of existence.  Toltecs
or frozen secrets.  Someone knows reasons to discreet
innocents.  Fucklords.  Jimson dainties.  Tobacco nostrils
She’s tall with long leg and a nice ass.  She’d be at peace by my side.
She’s short with blond dirt hair, with a western creature wishing she’d
pant on his neck and love his weird meanderings.  She’s got all freaky fire hair
Glued to the fuckin chair.  She shaved all hers off and dyed it orange. 
I’d have them all at my final lay
That works babe.  Idiot panthers, twilight puma
Scorpions venomous piss antler dust.
A car revved the engine to smolder ozone phosphorous
Badlands pink veiled turnstile.  Rip me into billions of
squirming fibers.  Blow me into the zenith master, so I
may evaporate all the stars that make madness out of the
Astronomy drum bantering longing for the answers
to their dwelling
Let the hippies smudge themselves in forfeit for changing their fucking minds
We’ve been bored.  Figured to let you know-
Bye Bye Heartless.
Hello everything else-


Posted in poetry, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , on January 10, 2010 by ravenstooth
In a blink and I am gone
With a wink and a song
To feel so low it’s open to me
Only able to grow and be free
I want to die and shout
But I cry and face my doubt
Thoughts are muttering in my mind
My heart is fluttering in what I will find
With your back toward me now
I will attack without knowing how
This entry may be my last
Get on with my life it’s coming fast


Posted in poetry, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 3, 2010 by ravenstooth
Gonna have a real good time
They say it won’t hurt either
The stimulation peaks a genuine roll
Speaking in the personal passionate invention
Yikes, the flash of freedom is staring into the sea
Economy folds the waiting in hunger
Hear my song and waiting to come along
This is a new moon flushed currents
Now I’m still waiting without spring
Spreading the poetry willfully like burnt whistles
Really need you in this forced meandering forest lure
What can I do to determine the epicenter trembling gust
Exhale the directions, inhale the dust, blow out recourse
All must worship Earth’s bare naked trip
Her blood rising in tunnels and caves
All glory, sadness and thighs, her mind perspires knowing
The ghosts crawl back into the murky wombs inherited by foolish humans
Terrified shores as their peril is a dictation in master fabrications
Her blue Sunday was the only one in the world
Awaiting the tender times and seeking death as a pronounced friend
I could smoke the awkward heat and bathe without air
She is the horizon azure in a prisms of metamorphosed ghouls 
Strength adding in the ships current walk
I can see the words you long for like beaten dreams
I’m running low on mystery, my tongue withering
My eyes can’t spy into the house of love
I searched the roads and turned the piles over
I know all the fear and the weekends all frozen
I can see you what you do and I love and know
A meadow comes to view, ash clouds, supple wind hush
The frontier and Indians swirl midnight trance- Formless
Naked to the earth gods the maker the mother the tears
I have to be gone.  Never to be or seen.
The old blues man you need to understand
Tell them all to follow the white raven into ever last perching
Just take my hand the wonder is complete as in feathers
Growing high the time to lead buried fortunes chapped windy blur
It all just me, the west was here the east was there and the north was south
Going down, now there is the worship coming on spanked and modeled
I’m a vast inquiry searcher and madman to words that verge
Like an itch the corner block is the laughing-stock trickery
A phone booth changeling the murder now pretense
And we were together anyway in the evening I’d give back to you
And your mind the soft think and wonder, I cry- play it brother
Ever consider the grizzly bear the world as a savior
Do you remember the pain and there is never going to be one
A chance anyway her writing pleasure and I’m alone for you in the meadows
Sure Thing it’s amazing
My heart is wild the child cool as a kiss on the face
Our nature belongs to forged lunatic night
Come be the hunger and in your eyes freedom is born
It’s always a matter of time hanging from this wire transmission porthole
Who can take what I cannot and keep on dreaming


Posted in poetry, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , on December 4, 2009 by ravenstooth
Eagle Eagle wicked flight
Soaring high without might
Eagle Eagle power strewn you
Show me how wicked are you
Given light in birth
Madness and mirth
Tranquil shuttering moon
Flutter Flutter like a balloon
Crimson sun hues Earth
Raven Raven tortured soul
Changeling, mockery and a fool
Raven Raven wisdom blackens you
Show me what color are you
Translucent night in death
Sadness last breath
Chanting humbled runes
Hear your voice real soon
Flutter Flutter like a balloon
Omniscient Augur’s quest