some nights silently
arrive late to meet with me
to plan the party
gehenna #619
Death
finally relieved
my sister later said
that when mother left
the tears on her velvet cheeks
were like lily petals
time has passed
on most days when
i notice myself in the mirror
memories of her voice and sorrow
crowds my day
by eve’s time
sitting alone on the porch
some plump flying angel
will rustle up the honey suckle
and a vision of mother i can feel
quiet resting finally relieved
born to wander
Yu
engine speaks in tongues at times
pulls into the soul
stops dusty clotted roads
the time to move was now
like a parade
on protest days
green mile flowers
line the way
sun kisses face alone
under hood hoses roar
radio delivers telegrams
from simpler times
and long ago
trails like waiting mothers
daughter shacks lined down
their shack feet shoed with poppies
ruby slippers anti-Hollywood style
ghost maidens sell red berries
for crows atop the Joshua trees
for me to feed
can’t stand tall
only in awe
dream catch spider web
crystals for tiny arachnid queens
their king hides under the rocks
wind fingers my aging hair
cowlicks everywhere
magnetism from Her core
presses on my mouth
and leaves a score
locked in me
are secrets stored
warriors express on Her behalf
not because they deem Her less
but because She is too sacred
for this place where i come from
haiku for Lou
almost
midnight
lipstick
gone
cigarette
smoke
melody
doo doo doo
*happy birthday Lou hope heaven is perfect and smack Andy and Dr. Seuss on the ass for me
thursday morning
it’s cold
fog morning
cemetary waking up
birds pitch black
mean beaks hell song
yellow eyes like jewels at antique store
flowers stand at ease
giants among the remains of someone’s mother
peace thriving in the land of make believe
worms yawn loudly
slipping in the dew
sky pewter gray
tufts of pink and baby blue
like your dilated pupils
that still seep into my miserable days lowering the golden bamboo blinds
the strong black coffee obsidian in my cup
gaping for molasses
amber golden brown from Canada
Neil Y nameless horses guitars and essence of sand
i sip and i wonder
north beach
i dreaming on the couch
will meet you at Jack’s alley
doo wop were the days
when you let the voices out of their cage a movement of freedom
within the confines of infinite youth
all are welcome and there you go
climbing up the stair to heaven
on steps of words one atop another
city light bay we the beat and stray
hipster pharaoh usher to the generation drunk in experimental experience at night morning sober in stark madness
busses flowers LSD plus the three
i’ll wait in tenderloin scribbling
hieroglyphs on chewing gum wrappers catching whispers in the wind with flowers in my hair
paper cuts betwixt the webs of my hands
snap the jazz between the streets
my shoe untied my notebook knowing
that smile i do when missing you
RIP Lawrence Ferlinghetti
Norma’s haiku
eyes
quiet
thoughts
are
thunder
heart
so
tender
strong
super
nova
star
when will the saints
since the gases of The Breath began to stir laying star mosaic highway to my Earth i have stood here with the Mothers see our skin with every deep trench within lies a simple truth no matter how those eyes may look at it those evergreens beyond man’s streets will make their way to find me i the omnipotent Mother armored in degrees of time so tempered holding on to blades of grass and crooning birds the smiles of ghosts prophets who are strangers and now it is my time the holy Breath she comes on flames attire placing the finishing touches before i’m ushered softly silently diligently into a tomb of slumber
ulcer
acid rain drop tear
eye field of grain
gypsy cloth for burial
standing we don’t stop
just beyond the starline
shelter roof of water
floor of heaven hell
grew cold of waiting
ulcer in the chiding
mouth of goddess in
between the deaths of
lives less killed our
candied bitterness let’s build
a temple maybe five
before the swallows fly
back stoned to nests
tipping over ashes was
the flowers of my
bed in hair graying
words less spoken 