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01
Dec
13

Fringe Being:


fringe

 thought; not to be thought, question; not to be questioned, speak; not to be spoken, hear; not to be heard,

see; not to be seen, explore; not be explored, seek; not to be sought, belief; not to be believed,

life; not to be lived.

30
Nov
13

Speculation


beard

What beard is this that masks the face
Setting personality in repose,
Making for deceit to replace;
The truth ensuring never to know,
If for vanity to prosper or to weep
Or, faith to a religion to show;
The secret the beard does keep,
Meant for speculation to grow?

 

 

26
Nov
13

creativity creation given


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09
Nov
13

Reverence


 

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Expunging the pain that rails the soul
Imposed by demons of theocracy’s creation
To spur into damnation wistful thoughts by free minds
Toward reward of flesh given to life senses
Composed of elemental consciousness
Born to all though realized by the few
The few strident in their challenge to refute
The shroud of restriction divinity imposes
To let flow the fluids of body’s purpose
That by its doing is to revere its creator’s creation

09
Nov
13

Thwarted Dream


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Whom am I, thought to composed word
Directed by the etheric-plane, the absurd-ity
That is this self-deluded presence powerful
In authorship to meaning created for voices’ sound
One of seven-billion more so spoken, some profound
Toward literary importance of acknowledged
Rhetorical scheme of institutionalized definition
Segregated and apart from the true essence of word
Articulated in form of meaningless meaning
To be presented into consciousness; merits attention
But, is oft discarded to the trash-can of thwarted dreams

 

09
Nov
13

Transiting Stardom


star

Yesterday, I was no one,
Another common face on the street.
Then, with a gift of talent I’ve been given,
I’m the one all seem to want to meet.

Catapulted to fame, wealth and glory;
It’s as much a surprise to me.
Mine is not that unusual a story,
I guess, I was just quicker on my feet.

But, now that I’m somewhat famous,
There lies a sad irony to this claim to fame.
The true friends who knew me back when,
Don’t treat me the same.

They say I am now different.
I ask: `Different in what sort of way’
They hesitate, then answer:
`You have a presence, your words can sway’

I look to my mirrored reflection
What I see is the person I am
Why should celebrity make me different
For I am the same person within

Funny, we all glamour to shine above the rest
But once it happens and recognition is finally won
Those with whom we most care to share it with,
Are first victims to transiting the realm of stardom.

 

 

 

 

 

 

20
Aug
13

Abstraction Red


abstraction red
Unconscious to consciousness fed
Crimson the paint-brush bled
Occupying willing canvas bed
Expressing emotions thought dead
Giving rise to what is not said
Left to discovery what’s to be read
To the artist; merely, chance to shed

26
Jun
13

Discernment


thought

It is truly a gift given

To render to written word

Thoughts held by the Mind;

For those whom give consideration

And, to their Mind, now to reside.

 

No favor of truth to wisdom

Is the promise given by these words;

Only that consciousness has been risen

And, choice to their discernment,

By them, others to potentially learn.

29
May
13

Advocates


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Allan Ginsberg’s Howl, William Burroughs’ Naked Lunch and, Paul Goodman a novelist,playwriter and social activist; all advocates and adventurous men of original literary acclaim to the avant-garde, rebels in and of their time, garnering unsolicited reputation for challenging the buttressed and stalwart, civil-conservative institution of literature and civil-society at large; these great, inspirational authors and each provocatures of past little known, unfortunately, by many contemporary authors and public.

The ironic thread that strings these three men in particular, is not limited to their willingness to trash contemporary style, form and theme, the hallmarks of accepted and flourishing literature of their time but, their sexuality.  Both Goodman and Burroughs were bi-sexual and Ginsberg, homosexual.

So what relevance does sexual-orientation have for their works being recognized as profound and revolutionary contributions to the literary realm given at times, the shocking crudeness and vulgarity of language describing in vile and gutteral detail, perceived deviant sexuality, heroin addiction and smoking of pot expressed in wildly random, convoluted style and form contrary to the conservative and conventional literary publications in and of their time?

Though to a considerably lesser extent today given current human and equal-rights legislative reforms; during the life-time of these men homosexuals and bisexual were heavily persecuted, deemed tarnished reprobate, sick people and legally classified as mentally ill and, subject to arrest if caught or reported performing sexual acts with other men often relegated to secrecy and  cover of darkness.

It is no wonder given the harshness of the social environment imposed on these men and others of their era,  would resort to free-form expression to expunge the hatred and hostility they all were grudgingly obliged to endure.

11
May
13

Soul’s Journey Given


Soul Given

Ghost like, dark mist cloud of evil slither unseen through sky of goodness’ light with sinister deed to ensue, malevolently executing its providence of domain to refute that which is preached to be said, its wonderment of resolve is sanctioned unto the being who sees to this truth of beginning yet not fulfillled by the challenge that doth make known too, its presence unto the seeing Being.

Cloud of goodness that envelopes each living soul being is the challenge to sustain; for within each is the whisper of evil yet contained but, wanting and piercing to be fulfilled in the full goodness of the the glory it seeks to domain.

The harmony of balance is the Soul’s journey given to sustain giving providence of the domain to the goodness of light




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