30 Poems in 30 Days

[AChild]

9-1

corner stage

hat on ground
pen is a horn
chanting hearts to go
with sound

sweet abrasive
stimulation
rock, roll, steady
pitching wind vibration

change, changing,
growing shadows
nude bodies traced in meditation
hot touches
cold stares
a good day turned great
tail bones send spine domino bone to brain
hemerage boogie

headpiece filled
with the tymes you swayed with me
and osmosised a clever hand shake

 

[AChild]

9-2

Channeling a day

the job grows
through disposition
and want of the piss
pallor full moon

she draws in the clouds
promising each one
they can be her beauty mark

the pay stays the same
recounting crumpled dollars
between the numbers
is a way to hope

 

[AChild]

9-3

racing mariposa

pinning down the mind
tripping down the path ways
coniferous bread spores
stuck in the tide of learning

people can only hear what they can understand
everything is fine tuned around the ego
to connect with the known reality

this is the slipping of invention
tune my ear not for candy
generic sweetness
but for exotic fruits and vegetables
those who are nature's grenades

explode grey
ghost to light
conflict prisim all the color
feathers left in the pet store fire

loose the cold shell
flesh bridge
upon an alien idea
chew it in the brain teeth

swallow just to drool
bee tongue putting pollen
back into the world

 

[AChild]

9-4

midnight snacker

round the wolf hour
half lighted by the refrigerator
down my chin runs the blood of berries
complextion prettied by the pulp
my eyes dubstep
haunty dreams

 

[AChild]

9-5

peace of dream
shatter the
cathedral windows
raining down
crystal fine atoms
of piety and shame

pixelated focus
baby blew a day
young sun
birds sing
first short rays

the balloon trees of the lungs cement
clogged grey gravy
no longer light of mind
a crystal in the soup changes light
filtering the step
sleep riffs leaning in the doorway

take on reality
the form in a body of water
a move to motive
effects waves, vibrations

from the "what if" comes the change in "is"

but
the sea is also siren
suckling under tow
opressing,
drowning with the weight of its vast exsitance

put up the subversion banner
car in gear
burning rubber toward the sun
mind music branding trees
hoping to remember enough
for the daily offering.

 

[AChild]

9-6

flight of the half breed

serial bullet
scream the name
of the masses

tragic technologies
steal the presents of flesh

present of death
what's keeping me
pride?

sticking to the frame
accept the rules
of play

breaking up the box
for a small forever fire

feel the sun on me
with my eyes closed

awake moving through
inner space

 

[AChild]

9-7

Closing time

can't see the stars for light
head blood swarming
feel the shower
Moon shys mystery, jealous
milkmaid

 

[AChild]

9-8

New Poem

slid off the ego
sweat in the sun
cooking the features
changing the out look

what rivals
at the would be
door

screaming for admittance
and the opiates of affection

babbling youth
pulling at the curtain
giving glimpse to the people
before the frame

one day it will be a favorite trick of mine
but today it's just a new thing
trying in vain to gather worth

 

[AChild]

9-9

Practice shy but focus. Wheels turn slow with second guessing. Timing, What's to order thought? The world is poetry. I just see fit to rearrange it through these little scribbles. Addicted to slip of sounds it makes when it is mine. The world of all its fables taught me this new song today.

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Nectar

Center of the hive
bum bell clacks be
beating the skin
of my drum

(that makes me feel high)

unstung whistling
in the cane grass
making juice

got bad hands
from the push
squwoosh
pan catches the leak
from the fountain head
lakes of sweetness
rippling in the sun

hues filtering through
the palm cools
yellow-blacks
to paradise orange

 

[AChild]

9-10

kneeling at the foot of the bed
looking at god through a hand sandwich
prayer to me is just submission
as a boy it used to be piety that I wanted to tear down
now it's only pride
and that is what I ask the first source of light
less pride

Ahmen

 

[AChild]

9-11

fresh from sleep

walking in a dream
something is calling
beyond the rest
or breaking fast

blue sky gray
all the ghosts who
paid a visit
come jumping through
morning mist

trees drag themselves across
the highway
I hurry back home for a
kiss from my wandering beauty
still in her blanket cocoon

 

[AChild]

9-12

Religion

a bully of philosophy
not the target
just the arrow
pointing to sublime

I believe in the sublime
just not it's advocates
they carry too much pride
to speak primal
to narrowly to be speaking of the
whole universe

"are you willing to bet your soul?"

Only if there are dice involved

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I think the devil knows my name
he speaks it sometimes
and puts before me some great sin
which moves me away from writing

 

[AChild]

9-13

Put down that metaphor, you might break it
or break yourself

in my telling words are keys to
doors inside your head and the
story transforms the flesh

the brain is going
through the motions
sifting the janitors ring
to find the right meaning

is knowledge having more
meaning to choose from?
or
knowing how one thing is everything?

 

[AChild]

10-1

Falling from the top of a tree

Standing on the up most leaves
admiring the sun shine
the pain is just in my flesh
today

mind clouds churning
with the secrets of water
flowing at a different angle

"let go"

noting happens
too attached to the plateau
the success of the moment
even though there is no where
else to go

sometimes failing
is the only thing you can do
starting over is the best medicine
but the fear is,
I'll never be as good again

maybe there's some pride mixed in

"LET GO!"

my feet loose place
falling through the leaves
green fingers of my progression
cradle me as I keep eyes on the blues
sky, getting smaller as the forest
is my cradle again

dirt home
softer than I remember
such nutrients
are a growth drug

ambition is a heart seed
slurping at the mind water
the rays of sun a constant sprit
everyday in practice
growth

 

[AChild]

10-2

the keys on this board don't work all the time
(a blues song)

I

I'm deaf
my smartchip
is retarded
my obelisk gateway
will only let me dial
emergencies

I don't have any numbers
not even for my baby
not even for my baby

earlier today
in the waiting room
at the hospital

I used the sometimes phone
to youtube videos of jazz
songs

the children in line stopped
their bore birthed chaos
and didn't dance
cause dancing is
what you do when you grown up
they existed with the music

moving in time measurements
speaking in harmonies
unaware that they were so cool

when the security guard tapped his feet
the uniform vibrated
gray percussion
that matched his mustache

now it's silent

no ringtone, download,
chirp, chime, buzz, vibrations
I am deaf and to the world dead

there's a party going on
I planned to get there with my phone
navigating with my black star

no one knows I'm coming
and won't know till I get there
not even my baby
not even my baby

 

[AChild]

10-3

sick days

red noses out of season
chilly skin aches to move
poem slobbered on sloppy paper

 

[AChild]

10-4

Sinning in the name of my father's understanding of me.

in his esteem
through
my eyes
I always fail

his words:
I am hard on you so life wont be. I make you cry so life wont.

in other words tough meat
torture to build a tolerance for pain
but it fucked up

my heart wound heavy
began to beat for beatings
again and again the addict

seeking the hard life I had grown accustomed

 

[AChild]

10-4

Hard life

grown used to
the touch of steel
cutting both ways

milk my
blade leaves
bitter taste
to tame
enjoyment

space junkie
on the moon
swingin' high
fables at the soud
of slip

wandering after women
singing

"I'm like a stepin' razor watch my sides I'm dangerous"

a scar on my face
when a scratch went too deep
everyone narrows eyes at the story
they think it was a love tap

 

[AChild]

10-5

".......but I love you"

slinky spills
tresses of flesh
gunning

her smile is a blade
to the heart of joy

in realizing her
everything is easy

as I complain
of slings and arrows
mountains and rough passes

she kisses me
a baby bird
against its first wind

and says
".....but I love you"
every time is the first time

blush to boom
lit fuse propellant
I a thing in orbit
above the clouds

 

[AChild]

10-6

Hot night

ashes in the air
fallen heroes
veil night
the moon wears auburn cuff links
crickets chirp rasta
the window is open
but the wind got
all ate up by the fire

 

[AChild]

10-7

Tingle

an absent touch
close to nerve

falling out of the bed
in a dream
swatting demons out
my mind

that bee gave me its wings
cooling my neck
I felt danger and crushed it
with a shrugg

I asked her if she had a fetish

"before the music
even starts to dance
the new partners
swoon as the little
hairs knit"

sadly, that is the one thing I could never giver her again

 

[AChild]

10-8

Feed

a hard heart
wants hell
just because there's
no place like pain

moon above the
sea trailing
little path to shore
bouncing light waves
with a crash
an I can't see it
for my hard heart

 

[AChild]

10-9

Ants in the bathroom

walking tingles
up my arms and legs

the harmony of my tiled cave
broken by a candy bar

this is supposed to be separate
from nature as I get natural

now I got to cover my asshole
guard against the army

since it's war I'll have to kill them all

in the dark

the lights on the blink
they make
word.
hunger in all tongues

I can only signal back
with honeyed bacon fat
smeared in the grout

light strobe,
they ride the keyboard
up my arms
surfing on poetic tendons
as I write this

in every blackness
their steps
search for food

I go to sleep
dreaming of insect passion
wondering where I could go
driven by my belly

 

[AChild]

10-10

Birth day
9/1/82

27th year

quite candles
of the lights
reflected in my beer

is my soul a bigger house this year?
I hope not because that just means it will take more
shit to fill it.

 

[AChild]

10-11

new job old school
hot
extreme summer days
magnified by the wild fires and the smoke

I am a leader amongst little people
they "monkey do" off to the side
then challenge the rules that I put them
in there seats.