Under Hades
A dark soul comes, will you give him your all,
Sidestep the rainbow, to tour his world?
Six seeds you've eaten, and you shall stay
As six seeds sprout, into numberless days..
A dark soul comes, will you give him your all
And bear his loving, held under thrall?
Six months you'll bear him, but there's no beseech
Under the rainbow, and out of reach..
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Plain Hearts
The wise ones say there are billions of others
Dying to change places with the living,
And there are also many worlds
Where the chance to live's not given.
There are voices one hears
With the heart, but never the ears,
And there are plain hearts given free
To flames of unending fire,
Changing molten ore to love:
Resurrection from the funeral pyre.
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What the world does to the lovers is a crime
You've got to have all the love and desire,
all the angst and craving, beat out of you.
You've got to have all the shyness and dreams,
romantic notions and tentative flirting, punished.
You've got to retract all those words spoken in passion;
deny, regret that you sometimes have fallen in love at first sight.
Then, you'll finally be fit-
to forget.
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A Muted Tune
You be a couplet
And I'll be the prose-
All they hear is your heart that's beating,
All they hear is the door that close.
You be the portal
And I'll be the way-
All they hear is the words, that falling;
All they hear, what they want to say.
You be the starlight
And I'll be the moon-
All they hear is a far light shining:
All they hear is a muted tune.
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Mother may I?
Mother, may I shoot myself-
The sky with smoke is laden;
May I Mother, may I please-
Oh, but the dirt's so heavy!
Mother, may I turn to bone-
While universes jostle;
May I Mother, make some loam-
Where freedom's tread is broken?
Mother, may we journey far
To where a mind has value;
Where shallow things have followers few,
Not many men will travel.
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Freedom Without Love
freedom without love;
you're playing only half the game
kiss the stars above,
but only if they come in range.
freedom without love;
the losers can't come up with smiles
so leave them a few crumbs;
defeat stings but a little while.
freedom without love;
you loan your body out to night,
and someone will show up:
although the goal's well out of sight.
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A Sun So Fair
The rocks stored up sun
For so long, and so long;
In their rocky hearts
Since time’s begun.
Tumbled and polished;
So rare, so rare-
They could tell a tale
From when we weren't there.
I'm saving these rocks
Born before earth,
Pieces of mantle
That gave me birth.
There's sun in my bones,
And sun in my hair-
Rock crystals- and beauty-
From a sun, so fair
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Some Rules to Remember
When people bite you,
Remember at heart-
You were the ungrateful one.
When people forget you,
Remember at heart-
You were the thoughtless one.
When the TSA gropes you,
Remember at heart-
You were the pervert.
When officers arrest you,
Remember at heart-
You were the felon.
When friends condemn you,
Remember at heart-
You already left them, many years before.
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The peace that war knows
The peace that war knows
Wasn’t purchased with dripping blood;
The war that peace knows
Wasn’t punctured by artillery sounds.
The peace the dead know
Wasn’t bought by a furrowed brow;
The war not known to the dead,
Feels all the same to them, as peace.
Knowing neither wars,
Nor that the dead are dead;
Shouldn’t we be jealous-
And wish it were us, instead?
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Nature Worship
Little flight of whimsy
Darting through space
Dragonfly, oh dragonfly
Show your true face.
With wings made of sunbeams
You sparkle and shimmer
Tell me your secret
Are you a skimmer?
Burnt coals and embers
Abide in your eyes
You conquer the hornet
An attack by surprise.
You murder the hapless
Who encroach on your rule
Without enmity or venom
For you're a living jewel.
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