SAN JUDEAS DEVOCION

San Judeas Tadeo, lo abono

descanseme los pies voy a volar

le vela a la vida su Turneo

mientras Ella se asegura dar

muchas mas vueltas y en seguidas

sin ceso sin interrumpciones es

la proxima hora no alcanza

huye del secuestro de sus lucez

eres su sustantivo Don Santo

y yo sin Dios sin Fe sin Creanzas

lo pido entero el Entrego

dejados atras los requisitos

encuerada de qualquier regimen

resucitada la bondad de bondad

y encuentra en mi, soy poeta,

la licencia de conducir curvas

Cuerva Real

Eres mi Cuerva Real, Cantas bien,

Por dos y por tres compones tu son.

Repetidas veces te he escuchado.

Desde mi cama desde tu lecho

Eres buen pajaro, Negro mio,

Tus alas pintadas moradas

Lo se que has sufrido volaste

Yo en mi cuervo de cuerpo, triste,

Felicito el dia que abres

A oscuras abiertas la ancla

Desenvuelves a la telarana

La noche arachna atrevieso

Rompes el Insecto de su Sueno

Y Lanzas el Canto por tu Pulmon

Eres mi Cuerva Yo soy tu Mosca

CHILDREN OF CHE

It doesn’t help to love you Che Guevara

Look at me, dead in my twenties!, so what’s new?

Ask every generation for martyrs, then what?

Bask in the righteousness of being a critic?

OR dance with the dance with the devil himself?

WHat are the chances that No One is right?

That everyone’s Wrong for Good Reasons in fact

Yet whose are these voices that ring with such Zeal?

We are not animals yet we go Wild

With Lust Mad Adventure Forced Suicides

Then for what Purpose is Youth but to Die?

A thousand times every year in Childhood?

I don’t konw what to do with the Lawful

Whose Only Fat chance has come to be Bestial

LAngston And the LAw

And speaking of Langston I come to see

the sardonic absence that derisive

becomes lighthardened ascends from a vise

mutually exclusive hearts come to be

There is no love for a brother of verse

“I Can’t Breathe,” … won’t you let me go for once

Stop harassing me it’s so tedious

Get over to the sidewalk discussion

What do you have against me let’s be clear

I don’t have a Gun.  Don’t shoot. I can’t breathe

I wonder what you would have said and felt

--I come to tell you of the horror you hear

The dance of the law is a pirouette

Of Life and Death Changes don’t you forget it

ROAD MOST TRAVELED

I took the road most traveled to  he  stars

I watched through morning’s lenses over more

As sunlight from the heather’s cadence flows

To live in light is all my soul’ cares for

Of Darkness yet I know I still  have more

Perception is but half the power’s pull

To answer to its call and seek its cure

I want to live my life in nature’s care.

For Certain grains of heaven fall to shore

Beauty in an hourglass for minutes

That Spread across the speckle earth  the glow

Each and every large or small detail

I would walk the common way and go by foot

And wander never ever from its course

YOUNG EULOGY

Dead men naked they shall be one, they shall rise again! D.T.

Young in the undertow, strong and certain,

the dense earth recoils within its core

as between the present day and hour

over the soft shores rippled waves return

and power of the creation fire coursed

fused to a stem as  flowers that grow

and parted pain from sorrow when as it flowed

lit in its wick by a flame- lightning force

so gains a purpose the soul a life source

bends toward its origin goes over

to the union of a wholeness, reverts

as death brought together so ominous

love gives no escape at that departure

but honors in its passage its fervor

SO MUCH DEPENDS UPON A POEM

So much Depends upon the Letter S

As it circles around its Radius

as the Sounds disappear in a Rattle

Faces its Past in the Letter of F

Breaths that it Loses Recovered then Since

Font is a Serial of Silence Shed

Sound of the Speeds of Imagination

Hollowed by Open Mouthed Vowel Consonant

Beauty is tje Binary of Consent

As Delight the Memory of the Dawn

Awakened, Bequeethed its Details Chiseled

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PQRS  Because Glazed Rainwater

Glased Rainwater on Red Wheelbarrows   

--To the Use of a Variable Phonetic Instrument Poetic Line.

Geometric but Serial, Red/White