Dream Time Poetry

In Africa, South Africa, inhabitants bend low
and run indoors for safety from the pelting rain
but after the turn-off the sun shines down again
and we forget the trauma of sodden outerwear.

In Africa, South Africa, we simply must forget
for remembrances produce a long-term problem
and it costs everyone about twenty-years of life
when empathy in full swing [...]

The midday report can’t speak of a dream
or announce a most beautiful love
and the world at six by omission
embeds the idea of denial.

And welcome to the eight o’clock news
that word by word encourages crime
to bang the nails into dream chests
and bury what really could be.

I thrive on attention and crime’s the same
but my numbers [...]

Seconds, minutes, hours,
and time merges them together
until day gives way to night
and I walk the shadowed halls
of each weakness I possess.

Night comforts and caresses
like a lover’s gentle hands
and I stir within a dream
frightened there to see
love walks a lonely path
beyond my mental feel.

Wakeful now, aware,
but dreaming still I see
the coming in of [...]

At the edge of a need the sea waits patiently
for my approach and encroach into the world of feel
like love on the perimeter of innate desire
lingers around the will of stubborn minds.

A carpet of green and tall stately trees,
in the distance a shadow; perhaps it is me
mathematically challenged but [...]

In pitiful plea the murmurs of sea
rise up from the roar of tumultuous storms
with a need to now find wisdom from fear,
love from no love, and compassion from tears,
until like a queen revered and admired.

One a cliff looking down and back long ago
there still is a smile and forever blue eyes
dedicated to love’s most timely [...]

No eyes but the eyes of a woman in love
can flaunt the passion of sky
and shed tears like an innocent child
at the beauty of love’s honesty.

If I had the eyes of a woman in love
I could speak of the power they hold
to see through time, distance, and space,
and know [...]

In form like the sun’s rise before fall
she dreams of love’s fire licking at sky
and dances her heart, openly, unafraid,
like a passionate gypsy on a hot summer’s night.

“Come! Feel the burn of this energy!”
she sings to no one and to everyone
as her body in sync with involuntary action
gyrates to [...]

Winter’s sleeping death will pass like birds in flight
migrating to a warmer place to review its past mistakes
but in the time of ice and snow no blade of grass will stir,
no thunder split the air nor water flood the lakes.

September heralds spring
when birds return again
and when gardens [...]

The gifted, the wise, the pastors, the wives,
the noblemen, preachers, and poor humble beings,
turn feelings to words in attempts to describe
the emotion of love, if there such a thing be.

Not gifted or wise, no longer a wife,
I stumble through love with the pen of my mind.
It’s lacking in substance [...]

Reality is born from integrated minds
in eager response to energetic growth
and experimental life its enlightenment.

I, the forsaken, vehicle of all knowing and vessel of emotion,
provide the tuck and stitch for reality’s survival
while threads of personality entwined and combined
lend authenticity to its existence.

Reality’s obedience to mind’s every whim,
no rarity on earth or unusual occurrence,
exceeds and [...]