Crystal sphere sitting Before child like statue Words of Lennon mixed In a clay Klee fish bowl Like a dog in a manger Caravan of gypsies Traveling from city to city Verse of reconciliation a Prophet’s candle burning Under lilted stars there are No predictions here no Symbol’s of insight only Images left in a secret life
A verse of words from a secret life
Cup of Words
Part I.
Journey taken under a universal Flag
Guitar amplified notes across Planted wooden field stem cable Picture of a naked woman Bus ride to your Prankster’s painted bridge An opium bath, Jesus’ walk across River’s sage, mystic horn stories Dressed in stitched hemlock, his Daughter dressed in lace, handing Out underground letters on the Corner of 40th street and conspiracy
Waiting to understand love’s gift Meditation on the Master’s omen
Living on the hillside facing the sun Ink fading across Hollywood promises
French monastery, tear of blood Falling from our Savior’s eye Search for a doorway leading To another world, song of the reed Written under sidewalk pop poster Living outside reality, ghost Templar child playing under Robin morning light, Times Portrait leaving us the fallen Colors of our history branches
Journey taken under a universal Flag
Part II.
Evening at Bedford Street Cabin
Standing under muse star tea Cup sky roof, watching out from An umbrella glass, his country face Insights scared by death Maya spirit, drift incense, smoke Hidden between desk clock walls The flame from the fireplace slowly Burning, table cloth visions of engine Sails, feathered tribes changing The way, we say our good-bye’s
An army marching to beat forest
Green notes crossing the streets of
Rag secret wine café cellar story, his
Smoke pipe message hanging under
Owl cat predictions of pentagon Bliss, Lion dying in the darkness Morning Lark reaching out to An image of one of God’s Angels In a fading mist Thoreau’s image Walking down porch oak steps To ceremonial road leading beyond No where, man reaching out to the Fruit of life, our union found In the understanding nature’s beauty
Evening at Bedford Street Cabin
Part III.
A Hawk soaring over a field of Mice
Three Seagulls scratching a sign Into the sand, a twilight visitation Shadows over Morrison’s hotel A spirit waiting under street light Field, driftwood fires changing Day to night, then night back to day Bones of a poet scattered across One thousand three hundred and seven Painted Milk Wood roof tops, Dust falling under a cigarette Royal Sun, the crucifixion of Mary
Broom of straw, fowl knight’s rage,
Witch’s robe, theories of the scholar
Tied to a cup, throne Barley weed
Cast over a painted Isle shore picture
Traitor of calm living behind a Picket fence, interposition of the Teachers voice, old man Peaches Riding his bicycle down Palm street, Yoko Ono’s sheet of love, Pearl Motor memories, Ginsberg’s Score, a call from the year 2032 AD, Voice over the phone telling us About a river of tar spilling into times Sea of Hope changing child’s dream
A Hawk soaring over a field of Mice
Cup of Words
Crystal sphere sitting Before child like statue Words of Lennon mixed In a clay Klee fish bowl Like a dog in a manger Caravan of gypsies Traveling from city to city Verse of reconciliation a Prophet’s candle burning Under lilted stars there are No predictions here no Symbol’s of insight only Images left in a secret life