IV MORE LOST TIME
SHE HAS GUTS
Father imprisoned
And mother in the grave
Some power spoke to her
But she heard more
Than voices when she listened
Father imprisoned
And mother in the grave
Impersonal biology--a Blur,
But life alone
Lives after-all, and after...
She has guts, she does
I respect her, she's tough
Had they asked, "Who will protest?"
She would have stood up
They didn't even have to ask
Father imprisoned,
And mother in the grave
She did say it hurt
Deep inside her guts
But she did not give up
Father imprisoned
And mother in the grave
With passion, she doesn't care
What we think of her
And she's a fair brave warrior.
___
LIKE A CHILD ON THE LAWN
It is like a whirling dervish
Mindlessly one moment
Losing the spin of earth
Tuning the G--an open E.
A hairnet risen turban-like
To shape the shining hair
She's charming no serpent
And turning upward in the air
Her skirt flies out into a cone
She changes shapes at once
Her old feelings are gone
Tuning into the dance
She turns around and around
She's spinning faithfully
She turns around and around
Teething her breath--truthfully.
___
BABY GIRL'S ALL MESSED UP
She's not in a crack-house--in fact, she was brought up
In some element of elegance, if not full arrogance,
With an exaggerated sense of self-importance
Just like most of us
But with the motivation of love
Nevertheless, and all the more,
Despite all that, still she's coming in
Looking all doped up
She's barely dressed, not that she isn't a knock-out,
She's just running with the wrong crowd
But just because she doesn't see it yet
Doesn't mean she won't come around.
___
COOPERATIVE
Because I criticize...
You don't have to convince me of anything
I don't need your alibis
I have not asked you for many things
I have already made up my mind
May it make your way a little easier
Like the beneficiary of time--
I will not forget you today.
___
MANY NAMES
You too are a glorious diamond
A jewel of the ages
A fossil in the sunlight
An animated enigma.
Brief is all your beauty
And transient as the trades
Passing as spring rains
And seasons in the shade.
You call yourself by one name
But I call you by another
They are not the same,
Dear mother.
The victim of some blight
Overt oppression's plight
Exploitation and its reich
An economic dark night
Then why do you suffer strife?
And why do I suffer strife?
Why do you suffer strife?
It looks hopeless from my side.
Even as I must accept my own
I must accept your suffering
It is just as certain for you
As it is for me
You call yourself by one name
But I call you by another
They are not the same,
Dear mother.
___
A NEW KIND OF BEAUTY
Your beauty was always
Unconventional
And I mean non-traditional
Then the essence of humanity
Braves onward, beyond what was before.
Both trans-generational
As well as inter-personal
Oh, I know it is sensational
But I can't even get up to fill my cup
When the dip of your hip meets the first rib.
There is so much you don't know
About where I have been
And who I am
Along with those to whom
I have been a close companion.
Intimate, brother, son, Boo--
Lover, sister, mother--adieu.
A vessel of signs
As mature as the moon,
I have been a close companion.
___
THE UNREQUITED LOVE
Waiting for your salient features
To open seriously
Into the first, full focus
Of youthful attention.
I love you,
And you don't ask anything of me.
A holistic creature
Beyond false distinctions.
It's your favorite holiday
And you're back with your family
Making memories
It's the very joy inside me.
Instead of demonstrating
Superficial themes
You are now deracinating
The underpinnings.
It hurt you to listen
To their love in its day
It hurt worst of all
Seeing them that way.
Your broad mind
Privatized its addiction
Beyond propaganda
In search of the higher-one.
___
A NEW START
You called Hollywood a whore
But she's a sweet one in the hills
Your house is already on fire
Burning stills and reels.
You take good care entertaining,
It's been nice knowing you
You make me want to take things
More seriously--
Like I always should have.
You make me want to be better
It must be possible.
You take good care, you hear?
Father imprisoned
And mother in the grave
Some power spoke to her
But she heard more
Than voices when she listened
Father imprisoned
And mother in the grave
Impersonal biology--a Blur,
But life alone
Lives after-all, and after...
She has guts, she does
I respect her, she's tough
Had they asked, "Who will protest?"
She would have stood up
They didn't even have to ask
Father imprisoned,
And mother in the grave
She did say it hurt
Deep inside her guts
But she did not give up
Father imprisoned
And mother in the grave
With passion, she doesn't care
What we think of her
And she's a fair brave warrior.
___
LIKE A CHILD ON THE LAWN
It is like a whirling dervish
Mindlessly one moment
Losing the spin of earth
Tuning the G--an open E.
A hairnet risen turban-like
To shape the shining hair
She's charming no serpent
And turning upward in the air
Her skirt flies out into a cone
She changes shapes at once
Her old feelings are gone
Tuning into the dance
She turns around and around
She's spinning faithfully
She turns around and around
Teething her breath--truthfully.
___
BABY GIRL'S ALL MESSED UP
She's not in a crack-house--in fact, she was brought up
In some element of elegance, if not full arrogance,
With an exaggerated sense of self-importance
Just like most of us
But with the motivation of love
Nevertheless, and all the more,
Despite all that, still she's coming in
Looking all doped up
She's barely dressed, not that she isn't a knock-out,
She's just running with the wrong crowd
But just because she doesn't see it yet
Doesn't mean she won't come around.
___
COOPERATIVE
Because I criticize...
You don't have to convince me of anything
I don't need your alibis
I have not asked you for many things
I have already made up my mind
May it make your way a little easier
Like the beneficiary of time--
I will not forget you today.
___
MANY NAMES
You too are a glorious diamond
A jewel of the ages
A fossil in the sunlight
An animated enigma.
Brief is all your beauty
And transient as the trades
Passing as spring rains
And seasons in the shade.
You call yourself by one name
But I call you by another
They are not the same,
Dear mother.
The victim of some blight
Overt oppression's plight
Exploitation and its reich
An economic dark night
Then why do you suffer strife?
And why do I suffer strife?
Why do you suffer strife?
It looks hopeless from my side.
Even as I must accept my own
I must accept your suffering
It is just as certain for you
As it is for me
You call yourself by one name
But I call you by another
They are not the same,
Dear mother.
___
A NEW KIND OF BEAUTY
Your beauty was always
Unconventional
And I mean non-traditional
Then the essence of humanity
Braves onward, beyond what was before.
Both trans-generational
As well as inter-personal
Oh, I know it is sensational
But I can't even get up to fill my cup
When the dip of your hip meets the first rib.
There is so much you don't know
About where I have been
And who I am
Along with those to whom
I have been a close companion.
Intimate, brother, son, Boo--
Lover, sister, mother--adieu.
A vessel of signs
As mature as the moon,
I have been a close companion.
___
THE UNREQUITED LOVE
Waiting for your salient features
To open seriously
Into the first, full focus
Of youthful attention.
I love you,
And you don't ask anything of me.
A holistic creature
Beyond false distinctions.
It's your favorite holiday
And you're back with your family
Making memories
It's the very joy inside me.
Instead of demonstrating
Superficial themes
You are now deracinating
The underpinnings.
It hurt you to listen
To their love in its day
It hurt worst of all
Seeing them that way.
Your broad mind
Privatized its addiction
Beyond propaganda
In search of the higher-one.
___
A NEW START
You called Hollywood a whore
But she's a sweet one in the hills
Your house is already on fire
Burning stills and reels.
You take good care entertaining,
It's been nice knowing you
You make me want to take things
More seriously--
Like I always should have.
You make me want to be better
It must be possible.
You take good care, you hear?