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Giant hearts
Pull on strings
Movement
Gained
Small steps

Balance on tip toes
She strides with unsteady feet
Aged old granny sleeps
Tommorow
She wakes

A story she will tell
Of first world war destruction
Her story she will tell
Of war and destructinon

Of peace that all want
To her story her story to tell
Her only daughter her story she tell
Of her sons to war they went

To fight the somme to die a pal
All lives given in lost in un marked grave
Granny weeps for her husband lost
Her sons now gone to war

Her daughter her future her only loving dog
She adore for they will tell her story of the somme

I came upon a tiny troll
while dancing in a dream,
with her hands filled with crayons
she painted each new scene.
The sky was pink, the sun quite purple
the flowers crimson red,
vermilion streams and crystalline dreams
danced around her head.
And she looked to me, this tiny thing
a whimsical gleam shown forth,
a question asked from her bobbing head
“is this my dream, or yours?”
~SAS~

Witch
With squal and laughter
Wicked scathing
She tends her fire

Cualdron burns and boils
With eye of toad
And skin of toad
Eye of snake

With pioson rattle
She blends her from eye of newt
With greasy hair skin blister and torn
squals her poison tounge

To her curse
For she hide with the devil
The wicked witch

"They say the nightingale pierces his bosom
with a thorn when he sings his love song.
So do we all. How else should we sing?"~Gibran

A metaphysical door
exists
inside us
that separates desire
from reality.

Creativity
and intelligence
are the keys
to open that door.

Creativity
and intelligence
allows
free access
to those desires.

… to understand the forbidden,
you must first understand the creative urge
inside the artist /

You, sweet poet, are an artist /

perfect

precious

mysterious

~

Existence,
to the artist,
is a highway

Existence,
to the artist,
is a room
where desires are worn
like clothing

Be
what is beautiful
inside you … it is there
to wear …

like clothing

It is there
to experience,
and to share

It is there
for the poems …
and for the jazz …

and for the blues clubs

after all the tourists have gone away

Again
last night
you were beside me
in dream.
(we wrote poems and joined our blood)

Again
we were face to face

And again …
you were handsome.

~

I need to close.

Someone
just
walked into
the coffee shop
at the edge of the universe

someone
I need to talk to …

I will write more soon.

Sas

Best Friends Are Forever
I sit alone thinking of you
and all the things we've both been through
You are my soul mate, my very best friend
and I know you'll be there until the end

Your shoulder to cry on will always be very long
who will be there when something is wrong
when times are tough you're always there
It shows me just how much you care

Although were going separate ways
you're in my heart till my final days
nothing can make a person see
how special a friend you are to me

I dreamed of a friend just like you
and finally my dream came true
noting else could ever fulfill
everything you're friendship will

You understand a side of me
that no one else could ever see
you know whats wrong before I cry
but if I do, you will always know why

A friend like you is hard to find
you put my problems all behind
you were there when no one cared
the best times were the ones we shared

We've been together through good and bad
you made me laugh when I was sad
and no one else could ever be
as good of a friend you are to me

Our time together is wilting away
more and more everyday
but now until the very end
you'll forever be my Best friend.

sometimes, I find my self lost in a kind of chimerical bubble like the molokini-crescent-shaped-crater-maui-hawaii...,
I simultaneously see myself as the whole of it, or an infinitesimal throw of the dice, a frenzied ‘quanta-dance’,
my logical, empirical, and carefully trained mind is intentionally sent on sabbatical,
I find myself ‘rumba-ing’ to some melodious yet impudent refrain, of a fate yet amorphous, gyrating, driven yet unperturbed, the rumba being a vertical expression of a horizontal wish...[whatever the hay that means anyway, really??? lol, lol and lol again...]
I want to allow for a composite of diametrically opposing forces to, with wild abandon, give themselves over to this thing called:- verve or pizzazz, yet intertwined with élan, with a devil-may-care attitude of consequences..., embracing the jovial and the rakish..., leaving the lugubrious, responsibility-driven, caliginous, upright and uptight restraints of an ultra-disciplined mind behind, waaayyy behind...

oh, what sweet relief, oh what unspeakable joy, oh want wordless bliss that engenders...,
being one with the deepest passions,
being one with love,
being one with compassion,
being one with peace,
being one with eternity,
indeed, being one and in harmonious tune with the infinite...,
being One with Zero...

My mouth seeded
with your sperm,
I talked back
to the interviewer.

It may also be this way
with God.
Approach with a mouthful
of stones; you will be mute.
But speak semen & seed
& the words will flow.

Is heaven
a television show?
Everything points to it:
flickering circles of light,
the cloudy dots
that piece the rounded puzzle
of the sky.

"What is your soul about?
Describe it for the viewers
who cant read."
My mouth is hot
with your seed.
& so I speak
as freely as
the Delphic oracle
still stoned on laurel leaves.

"My soul is about a girl
who finds herself.
My soul is growing up.
My soul is no longer
afraid to fly."
(My soul is mine;
my mouth belongs to you)


~SAS

I sit alone in the silence
I hear the birds sing in the trees
The sun bathes me with it warmth
As the wind gently caresses my face
The trees whisper in words of peace and harmony
A brook nearby laughs with the joy of life
as it tumbles and rolls over the rocks
I sit alone
In the wonder of this precious gift
the sacred spirit of the north

When I awoke this beautiful day
And opened up your mail
So many tears fell
Is it your humanity?
Your humility, pure honesty
This unknown mystery
That has profound effects on me
I cry and don't ask why
Just embracing tears
Feeling any fears
You have such an effect on me
Deep emotions I didn't see
I wonder why, I try
But until we're touched
And move closer to the light
We do not realize
How any human reaches through
With a Spirit so true
That extends a hand
Through space and time
Helping you climb
To embrace the deepness
The greatness of
Loves burning ember
Everyday something to remember
As I write this tears still fall
I embrace them all
Thinking of your humility
Your humanity
This beautiful connection
Pure perfection
Absolute affection
Gently commanding my thoughts
Even over the miles
We have a connection
Of that there is no question
Setting our direction
Peace I send
That you will ascend
Dear sweet friend
In the ripeness of time
Calling me bliss
I tell you this
It makes me glow
I love it so
Another soul I will not meet
That has a heart that beats
Without conceit, my sweet love
Today you were like the soft coo
Of the morning we are part of