Time Steps Fleet

Even if you thought, you never did a jot worthy of note
Your electro-magnetic wavelengths have radiated
While a compass needle pointed north,
Through the fog, shrouding the coastline
Echoing a very mammalian and forlorn siren
Flagging wayward vessels off the craggy inlets
The way a sedan flows the jet stream of a semi-rig
On a zero visibility hairpin turn

There's no moral for thee, dear heart
Just to know we are only
Travelers in this stream of time
Racing towards one another
Our hands outstretched for seconds/minutes/years
Hopeful to hook a kindred soul & share a small portion
Of our incredible earthly journey

How Much Is Me?

When looking into the mirror
Under the fluorescent fixtures containted with *new* green bulbs

The DnB breaks across this app, though it's free It can still be cheap The cheapest decisions can deliver the most plagueristic effects If you take your eye off the ball FOR A SECOND THAT ball could bounce off an unsuspecting skull Son, that's what we call the 'bean ball' Believe you me My fine, dwaddle swaddled do-doddler, When two or more toddlers are involved It's what is known as a poo shoot Enter Henri, the best excuse ever made For fine, young ladies wearing boots & jeans There is no satellite to pull down the data Once you've thrown it to the high holy heavens Above the seas of oceanic excuses Wrapped in Sumo weedy bureaucracy with all her friends Spouting demonic phrases betwixt breaks Of nasal laughter forced through the meat grinder How could I ever fall in love with someone Who carries such heavy bags on her shoulders? She flips her ponytail over her porcelain chin To get up and begin again Her march into the darkness du jour Intrigued, as she is, with slimey things Her voodoo artwork is as lost on me As a pinot is to a night train connoisseur Why should I rush to aid those plunging Headlong over the cliff into this dark molasses? Why don't they call their friends in Manassas? Or pray to the Holy LLAMA of Brahma, As the asteroids are handing out their calling cards In the 7th inning stretch When the machines run continual glitch And all the heroines have been exposed To that long lasting final exposure In the museum of chronological photography Etched forever into the interior eye Of the mind Which allows the heart access to the skies

Canto for Invisio-Girl

Have you ever witnessed
On your own
Without the boost given through
Cinematic special effect
A slender woman
Fade away through a wall?
Fascinating as this may sound
I'm fairly certain you may recall
A time-lapsed occurrence
Of nature or technology
The truth of how
It actually plays out

You may remember
You may remember
Upon seeing the finale
Or recounting on conception
How the beginning justifies
The end
Vice the verse
Etc
Ect

When I tell you she has faded
Through these walls
In this place she came to visit
One cold, sparkling winter season
For holidays from her tasks
A place to drop her bags and masks
An unmated gyne
On October's Butterfly Bush

All the folks came out to meet her
As I, in my safari helmet
Strewn about with carcasses
For canvases of Lions, Tigress, and bears,
Did regale her as princess
Of a time when monarchs
Ruled the air

Gee, ain't it funny
How certain walls will
Naturally absorb objects
Resting against the surface
Yet resistant of light and air

You may remember
You may remember
The bitter chill of September
And the forgiveness of abandonment
Spewed from the lips
Of the solid foundation
Of the living God's future bride

I wish this journey was ours
To take together
You may build walls
To protect or defend
You may tell lies
To deflect or offend
Neither could make it better
Or wipe away hours shared

I have stared at the wall every second your face has faded
The orange flecks of your eyes
The pinkness of your lips
Faded into the fingerprints of your hands
Faded now the memory of your kiss
Your long toes
Used for writing flamenco libros
On the logo of your heart

You may remember
You may remember
Yet, dearest, I shan't forget
Of the all the good that you have done
Through out the infinite embrace
Of time's deepest depths

Any Time You Want

Take all this life has to offer
Discount coupons
Limited specials
As much as you can...
No one is promised
To gaze out upon the eyes
Of your one, true love;
Your heart's deep-set desire
This world is not my home
I am not alone
Nor do I dictate the decisions
Shaping the curve of your time line
Build your fortress
Stockpile your defense
For a day; someday
In full global retaliation
When there is no longer
Left the softest breeze
Rustling the leaves
On the branches of the trees
Causing the bluebirds to sing
And their song to ring
And their song to ring

~ pmpope 2012

Weed Control Services

In plain speak: she asked for someone to come and do something
She could not or did not want to do herself
In short, she wanted extra help around the house
Not to complicate the situation
Or confound the present standard
She even attempted to employ a poet
To monitor the property
And dabble in horticultural landscaping
Though never under contract, per se
He stuck in there
As well as could be expected
Even her own children
Had abandoned their birthright
And out rightly broke the fourth commandment
As prescribed by the Creator
Of the known universe