Adrift in Ingles

hello my penguin of custard and candy hearts.
How many times I have wished to pull all the leaves
from our favorite garden and leave the weeds to dominate
this landscape. Remember? After playing the curves we would
discuss such objects as these. In a different time, some may say.
You were restless with your eyes and me,
my heart. Therefore, icebergs barely pass ships
and the passengers are on board sleeping.
Never to know, what mysteries float along
under the waves of moonlight.

Lost in Espanol

hola mi corazón pingüino de natillas y los dulces.
¿Cuántas veces he querido tirar todas las hojas
de nuestro jardín favorita y dejar las malas hierbas
a dominar el paisaje. ¿Te acuerdas? Después de jugar las curvas
que se discuten este tipo de objetos.
En un momento diferente, algunos pueden
decir. Se estaban inquietos con los ojos y yo,
de mi corazón.
Por lo tanto, los icebergs apenas pasan los barcos
y los pasajeros están a bordo de dormir.
No saber qué misterios flotar
en las ondas
de luz de luna.

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

Electrons of Mertain Magnificent Magnitudes

Jumping ump in the dump of waters
Barely liquid by my reckoning
There's no chance past this pastel
No othing to give to the glib
Scratch of thatch tache
Coming back to hang signatory
There has to be another life
There should be something to let go
Things are growing
The outcome readies itself
Positive

Playing Love for Death

If it were more difficult to cultivate
Perhaps no one would elect to succumb
The bottle of wine & full blown moon
On a honey sweet late spring eve
Would be all that is known

Greed is insidious in longing
Lust is a miscarriage of longing
Pride & fear go along, arm-in-arm
Toward belonging

Tramping through the USA
One may find many a goodly thing
To spend your dime
To waste your time
And hang your bloated tongue
As a Proprietor's shingle
In proitious times of repose & recline
At the bottom of a sewage ditch
While your sleeping like a baby

That there'd come along one
Who'd hamstring the system
To hand it over
As you would a ham sandwich
To the bully of the playground
(Who in reality is a Halloween facist)
Though politically correct in the daylight
And 24/7 on cable news networks
Remains unsettling, to say the least

Corruption has come to orchestrate
Definition and decorum of intellectual freedom
If you'd like to think you could effect the change
Best pull up your plutonium panties
& put on a kettle of Zarnig tea

Love flies out the window
When too many brainwaves enter the room
Love is only for animals
Without political agendas

If you'd like a car, a job, a house, ad nauseam...
Put your mind to work
In the direction of man made devices
For anything else...
Fasten your seatbelts
'Please, hold on.'
(As the voice on the MUNI line)
It's bound to be
A bumpy ride.

PMPope pmpope@gmail.com 2012

Alone in the sound booth {working out lyrics of Love}

It'd be different if I'd never gotten

what I'd said I wanted

but, dry spells are dry spells

there's no two ways around that corner.

I'm not a Hungarian guy who'll go home with… whatever

as the night turns into day

I know that you'd say

I may be cutting myself off at the knees

maybe it'd be best to return to my once conquered lands

like a muslim sneaking through the eurozone

HEY! HEY!

Why should it be so difficult?

what's the diff?

As long as you knock it out of the park

before you kickoff the planet

for the final encore

the grand finale

something you need

Something akin to the statement:

veni, vedi, vici 

Ad libitum

simply & succinctly stated

Play it by ear & let the chips fall

where they may 

pmpope 2012