you still my sunshine?

{,.)

when i awoke dear
i was mistaken but
didn’t hang my head and cry

whaz up
with children saying
“always means
most of the time”
lizzen up a dul taes
“used for saying that something happens often,
especially when this annoys you”

“i’ll be loving always
and forever
maybe baby
we neither could fathom
co-habitation
without even a trial
and a long long distance
from physicality
still…

when i awoke dear
and remembered
so good it was
even
dancing
in blue moon shoes.

{.,}

What does North Korea want?

for starters they want something more than a “Truce”
ya think?
maybe?
they still waiting for a Peace Treaty
and where ya think that is
besides frozen in time
how many years?
please,
you do the math
this crazy ol’ lady is weary
of the just one more reason
to keep US of A war machine
humming for Weapons Makers
how broke
does America need to get
before
hell freezes over

Mother Earth:
quakes this earth
volcanoes blow
waters flood
indiscriminately
people die
She only knows
imbalance
and
something’s gotta give…
She is not impervious
to human psychic human shock waves

turn around
don’t drown
incinerate
or other wise
self destruct
please
.

French German Scotch English

.

it took a lot of killing
do we still get along
having not repeated
our history?

oh what shall we say
to these Young Americans
pot, still melting
but ain’t there yet
will they remember
the 12th of September
how the political puppets
divided we the people
race
sexuality
religion
money
culture

we say
know the struggles of immigrants
before they melted into the pot
of being American

and conclude
find a better way.

.

In mi casa there are many countries

.

lookout mountain lover’s leap
the boardwalk in atlantic city
kansas city heartshine boy
way down in ma’souri
enchantment land and
old mexico
these countries, and more
the many friendly invites
across many great waters
gifting me with
little pieces of other countries

pray with me now in my hour of need
in the hour of our need
in the land of new seed
nor will i speak of hardness
we all/ya all’ve
heard it anew and anew

“what the world needs now…”

in this 100th year celebration of state hood
new mexico style we do here declare
the truth behind the Kneeling Nun
turned to stone
it is not she, not she, we cry
it is her mother superior
if not stone,
at least
shame.

deny not i
the human blood
spilled upon all land
ergo consecrating it holy
i do i
thank and praise
all the walking wounded
that have brought us thus far
to the door of peace

got sesame seeds?

.

if it’s life affirming – sock it to me

{..}

nemesis: someone or something
that continues to oppose you and
cannot easily be defeated

“sock it to me”
or run away
it’s all good

“Latin of invidia occurs in contexts
where the sense of justice has been offended,
and pain is experienced at the sight of undeserved wealth, prestige or authority, exercised without
shame (pudor);
this is the close parallel with Greek
nemesis” – Wikipedia

Not Quite Pan

/

why ask
if she is suicidal
re departure
the very first broken heart
does not a Romeo make
oh what do you say
from a pretender
to a truth twister
“It ain’t me, mister.”

why ask what he would say
re departure
“You are my Juliet,
thru eternity.”
to a truth teller
“Ah, Shorty,
I only break my own heart.”

waltz me around again Charlie,
Tom, in dawn’s rosy light
how oh i miss you’re playing…,
and you oh nameless one,
namaste

you three kings
of glorious are
lighting our day
night shooting stars:

help us thru
this hope filled
new year.