Life V3

The fountains are dry and the roses over.
Incense of death. Your day approaches.
The pears fatten like little buddhas.
A blue mist is dragging the lake.

You move through the era of fishes,
The smug centuries of the pig-
head, toe and finger come clear of the shadow.

History nourishes these broken flutings,
These crowns of acanthus,
And the crow settles her garments.
You inherit white heater, a bee's wing,
Two suicides, the family wolves,
Hours of blankness.
Some hard stars already yellow the heavens.
The spider on its own string crosses the lake.
The worms quit their usual habitations.
The small birds converge,
converge with their gifts to a difficult borning.

To this we give life,
The most important essential of life.

Forgotten Soilder

I dreamed one man stood agaisnt a thousand,
One man damned as a hard-headed fool.
One year and another he walked the dusty streets,
And a thousand shrugs and grunts met him,
Met him in the shoulders and the mouths he passed.

He died alone,
So alone only the Undertaker came to his funeral.

Flowers grow over his grave swaying in the wind,
And over the graves of the thousands that were slain too.
The flowers grow, swaying in the wind.

Flowers and the wind,
Flowers swaying, gentle breeze passing over the graves.
Petals of red,
Leaves of yellow,
Streaks of white,
Masses of purple sagging.....

I love you and your great way of forgetting.

Why Darkness

Why revelations?
Why earth corruptions?
Why salvations?
Why eliminations?

Side by side, day by day,
Search for the reason.

Light by light, slay my mind
There is no solution.

Dark is the sunlight, we cast the right together.
Dark is the sunlight, or I'm blind forever.
Dark is the sunlight, can we spend the light together.
Dark is the sunlight, or I might be blind forever.

Why unification?
Why segregation?
Why communication?
Why termination?