Battering Mind

Battering Mind

Geometric art a colorful delight

Casting out some sight

Outward moving whirlpool of brilliance

Changing, shifting pattern dance

Rich essence of the spectrum

Playing in time like a plectrum

Metronome in my brain

Dalliance of light with a migraine

Kaleidoscope the dancing mechanism

Lava lamp the flowing

Dazzling lightning shapes emblazoned

Triangles of color in this sequenced psychedelic cinema

Twisting twirls rushing round

Blues, gold, white and reds astound

My mind in a roller coaster without sound

The slowing down as the energy winds to gone

A Hard Place

A Hard Place

Does fate exist or is it an excuse?

Did destiny let you down and now you’re regretfully sad as a clown

Does a divinity make you suffer because he’s a grumpy old bugger?

D’you trust your guardian angel to stop you treading on the third rail?

Rhetorical questions that ask the impossible

Puzzles of life unless reason is unassailable

But reality is everyone’s suspect

That it exists regardless of whims or wishes

Remember the girls that could run like boys?

Remember the boys that could dance like girls?

Confusion in the ranks of the rigid thinking

Maybe civilization was sinking

The Saturday Night Post readers were shrinking

Norman Rockwell’s country disappearing

Who do we blame for setting apple pie aflame?

It’s what happens when reason’s made lame

Acid Test

Acid Test

No, no, no! Eliminate the irrational

Emotions that fight your determination

Rising feelings that strike with guilt

Destruction must be what you’ve been taught

Deny the most basic of self-immolation

The curse that you’re fallen because you’re human

Guard against the spiritual, the superstitious, that’s most preposterous

Any belief or doctrine, you know the ridiculous

The very fountain of evil is the opposition of reason

The very soul of destruction is the denial of logic

There can be no faith and reason, for that is intellectual treason

There’s only faith or reason, it’s so for every season

The danger of the irrational is sublime acceptance

Pandering to self-righteous emotions and tautologies

Beware of traditions that usurp individual thought

Nothing must require acceptance, everything must be open as in court

Only In Virtue

Only In Virtue

The Age of suffering, bearing that cross

Prayers thru’ your soul to fill the void or kiss that loss

Jewel in the universe is blue

Moving and living but as if standing still too

You’re that Earth in your universe

Is it moral to surrender to hope?

Is it moral to reach the end of your rope?

Self-pity is self-rejection that makes you a victim to cope

Faith and fathom are the only two

The mind runs on reason and is your earthly glue

Belief requires no reason to be true to you

Regardless, both reject the self-pity stew

Never known are the battles that people fight

Within or in plain sight, emotions become tight

To be compassionate and empathetic begins towards you

So be resilient and kindness to yourself is due

Heroic Wings

Heroic Wings

We choose our childhood heroes, reflecting our aspirations

It’s in fact about us and we live thru’ their actions

The truly great are humble and honest

They hold virtues and there’s no arrogant side

You keep them forever close to your soul

Revisit what they’ve done and it never gets old

We dream and pretend it’s inevitable

We remember and can tell about every variable

They inspire to the highest level, in them we trust

We endeavor to act as they must and do our best

This journey of self-discovery powered by passion

Exciting is the revealing and living its expression

In adulthood it takes a millisecond and we’ve traveled back

Golden memories’ effects we see in our life’s track

We wished upon that star and were blessed with a gift

How fortunate we are

Jimi

Jimi

Putting life force into the metal strings

He played as no other and made them sing

It makes you bow your head in prayer

Flowi the tears of happiness when heaven is on earth

Resonating with your soul

How else can I explain this gold?

Emotion transferred from mind thru’ genius

I’m Joshua for time stands still

To search his soul and see

There was no mediocrity

Life was guitar and music the avenue

Outside of that were emptiness and a boring queue

So he pushed on as an entity of one

Trying to reach levels beyond

A step to far understandably

But he reached immortality

I Found Me

I Found Me

Dissatisfaction silently attaches

An emotion that clutches

No application sent

Merely a feeling that pays no rent

Mercury is my shadow

Pushing and pulling to high and low

Planet, substance and eloquence

How funny my birth sign and god of poetry

King David, Jedidia and harp

All three his make-up

Me, Jedidia and guitar

She laughs at this triangular jar

It’s enough to wonder about inevitability

That we’re set and merely have to discover our journey

Is that life’s destiny?

To find oneself is to be damn lucky

Hadrian’s Nightmare

Hadrian’s Nightmare

Disturbed by loves lost is part of the winter frost

For a grimacing face is a cold rain must

Summer has gone for its southern break

One hundred twenty days later to return all fit and sleek

The mountains now lord over in the high North

Calling for snow and awaking the winds to blow

Santa and Chanukah the lights begin to glow

Pretty at night and braving the dark, it’s a show

In the Middle-East during winter there’s only one light

It shines constantly to be strong to fight

In no other place can Christians and Jews celebrate

In only Israel are they free to chant and ululate

Christmas is about birth and Chanukah renewal

Within a short distance is Bethlehem and Jerusalem

Peace isn’t a probability but security is

Within the Jewish State there’s freedom’s face

After Dark

After Dark

In between darkness and light is when the geminis sneak out

Cousins to the gremlins that hide up the water spout

They’ll take you on if you’re staggering about

Gin or whiskey is their favorite rout

They’re of the twos descended from Janus

Deciding which way to throw you and maybe confuse anima or mus

For as your consciousness wanes, the un will rise

They’ll decide and maybe you reprise

Who’ll pay at this in between time of day?

For the angels are usually all at play

Currency is the quality of your soul

Do you possess virtue or have the venom of a ghoul?

The deciding comes and you’re riding

Spinning world that won’t stop regardless of wretched promising

You pay the price of a night gone wild

In the light of day your punishment will be hammers in your head anything but mild

Running Water

Running Water

I take from regret, a positive step

Turn around and look at emotions that hurt

They’re a reflection of you, you’re meant to see

Instructing how to set you free

To do what frightens, raises me to enlightens

Rational action be my constant guide

Once there and after the sweat and despair

The surprise of success and recognition that emotion is a weakling clinging

In a month a new beginning, good Lord we’ve traveled round the sun

Our loyal star that is a temporary light

In two billion years it’ll be permanently night

Laugh as you may, but one day there’ll be no hay

So it’s better to get out and play

To do and risk without delay

To me it means no or minimal regret if any

And that’s filling life with plenty

Always Thankful

Always Thankful

Why these tears as Thanksgiving nears?

That place returned to and there was always a peaceful stillness and no tears

Emotions of all remembered now gone

That happiness always seems forever but actually weighs a ton

Is yours an emotion of the cold turned trees?

Autumn leaves on the ground, that crunching sound

The crisp air and aroma of honey roasted almonds

Turkeys not forgiven, basted in the ovens

Scattered thoughts driven by emotion

Do I look upon a Nation wracked by a fading sun?

Holy cow institutions that once united us in fun

Now no longer as they disrespect the very Nation they were blessed to run

I love America because it made me who I am

Instilled in me the idea of individual freedom

Raised my mind to understand reason as the only one

My blood will always be red, white and blue, anon

Vaginal Revenge

Vaginal Revenge

Under the warm lights you outed your body

Twisting to shine for Uncle Hugh’s parody

Would it work and then you’d rock at Club 54?

They’d all want to be in pictures with you on the dance floor

Resentment was high to the Conservative sky

Flaunting convention in place since the Biblical dimension

You were the envy of those that wanted to pose

Celebrated by the burning bra brigade in prose

A skin revolution pulling society kicking and screaming

Into the age where borders became invisible and teasing

In its wake came hedonism that magnificent schism

Shattering illusions about mothers and daughters not wanting

Where’re you today, still as beautiful as that day?

Centerfold honeys and you’re the generational bunnies

Proud and dignified you still love “The Hef”

He’s gone now but will never be forgotten regardless of death

Aversion

Aversion

The coffee’s always tastiest when there’s no time

The illicit always solicits and its attraction feels sublime

A throwback, an emotion, an ancient line?

Enshrined in mankind’s DNA, is excited by the edge after the climb

Suppression’s the most modern obsession

Averse to risk and that upsets, bringing depression

Not thru’ individual choice, that has little voice

Teaching we’re all so delicate and precious

Are the sun’s rays as angry as they say?

Have we become humanity that prefers dull and gray?

To find the middle ground that satisfies all around

This lesson a kiss from those that are ninety is profound

Our battle with gravity was thought to be insanity

But you’re only a clown until you discover your perspicacity

Risk is exposing you while others huddle

So protect yourself from that deviation puddle

Masquerade

Masquerade

Do you see reality, the abstract flashlight lighting it brightly?

Do you try not to look away when it gives you a fright?

Does it make you prey harder at night?

Does it make you reach quicker for the substance delight?

Questions that frighten and nerves that tighten

The older you become the more you realize we’re all in mortality’s net

Frailties are the eye wideners that make you shiver on a summer’s day

Suddenly there’s evening shade and the demon of death is smiling at its prey

This is reality’s rock face; see the child suffering and parents in despair

The tears that fall and fists tight in an angry squall

Confusion and questions for which there’s no answer

The corral of life that cuts as a knife

But witness the human spirit, the deathly sick child laughing at Disney

In the background we weep for their suffering and misery

Trying to fathom between reason and faith

We arrive at no solution and anyway, the end is death

At Dusk

At Dusk

In the distance, across the Mall, I see Capitol Hill

My perspective’s from long ago, when Our Nation was so young

Time and patience, fanaticism and flexibility

All’s been used to subvert and shift Our Nation towards vulnerability

On the edge we’re poised with a knife at Freedom’s jugular

Away has been swept reason and reality into the vulgar

Relativity and subjectivity has twisted sanity and morality

No longer is the Constitution inevitability

I look away leftward and see the White House

That jewel standing strong as a roustabout

From there we can turn back this tide of Liberalism

Regain our poise and once again fight for Individual Freedom

For this collectivism that pervades is a weak mawkish serenade

Riding emotions that are the Kool-Aid

Declare YES!, to I can think for myself and I deserve happiness

My mind is my own and I reject value sacrifice

Soon The Light

Soon The Light

Vectors shining from logic’s light

Random walks of life like walking on a dark night

Are you a knave or a brave knight willing to fight?

The mysteries of life’s convergences in your sight

Random’s no contradiction but chaos’s love and delight

Order that binds to be expressed in coincidences

Puzzles our brains that fire off synapses

A telephone rings when it’s an inconvenience ………

You see time can’t be defeated and is an enemy

We forget that in many a change in timing, we’ve no say in any

We’ve been taught self centered expectation rather than insecurity is fascination

Insouciant misconception that patience isn’t a virtue

Ignoring the greats that saw the abstracts

We’re dulled to focus on the inviolate concretes

Instead of being flexible and becoming fortunate

Fanaticism that what YOU see is the only state

After The Night

After The Night

Hear the breaking glass, see blood on the grass

Its lives shattering and heads cracking

November nights in a row, sledgehammer blows

Rohm roamed and The Chosen died alone

Walk the sidewalks crunching the crying glass

Open store fronts that were once fronts of class

Notice the difference as you nervously glance

All the windows are gone after the nights of the NAZI dance

The People stood and watched that night as they sang Uber Alles

Hatred anointed by Martin Luther in his mad religious opulence

While Wagner composed at his height for the Fuhrer

And King David’s abandoned tribe yearned for Jerusalem, next year!

Kristallnacht I do remember you, without vanity

History teaches and assuages insanity

Lessons learned to believe threats shouted or intoned

Act definitively, for haters and dictators mean what they say

Island

Island

I look at the delicate line of your face

Your slender shoulders as you laugh, that shake

Your hair’s always a flowing rush

An angelic touch that’s almost too much

Your walk’s an easy stride of pride

A sashay that makes you glide

Delicate ankles that compliment your Choo’s

Lithesome beauty of a blessed princess

The intelligent brightness of your eyes

Engulf my world without disguise

They’re truth from your soul personified

My clear reflection in them makes me dignified

Beauty’s an expression from you within

A spiritual reflection of virtue defeating sin

The human touch is a kiss of love

Recognition of creation from above

Her Terror

Her Terror

Then the senses rage and you’re in a cage

Consequences are minor sequences and there’s no penance

Temper is the mist that makes emotion king

Love’s dissolution, shouting and screaming

Who’d you see in your front view?

Gentle, trusting eyes engulfed in tears, struck by a lightning blow?

Victim to you is prey, bleeding and kneeling to pray

Shrieking in terror, the cracks weren’t play

A glance in the mirror witnesses a devil

Weakness your cowardice embracing evil

Your commitment to love and cherish

Now a defunct and irrelevant wish

From a hand on the Bible to shattering the band

It wasn’t meant to be survival of a wicked hand

Violent explosion was her soul in convulsion

You’re damned for eternity as a domestic violent felon

Chain Of Command

Chain Of Command

She returned to the fold where there’s no freedom to behold

I witnessed the difference in you and it wasn’t the winter cold

From care free and flowers in your hair

Now you have to worry in case you dare

Patriarchal society seeks constant anxiety

Demands the female variety be a subservient entity

Emotionless description delivers reality’s conscription

Raised since birth to follow societal instruction

But governed by religion untouched by reformation

Indecent culture where judgment’s according to womb production

See the patriarchs carry the children as trophies

She has no decision from cradle thru’ derision

Fear and control are the patriarch’s weapons

But fear also rules his ingrained superstitions

And control too is his crutch, clinging to belief in a vengeful divinity

This damn human curse set for infinity

My Texan Reckoning

My Texan Reckoning

Has faith departed, then you had none

If you have no faith; then reason is the only one

Calamitous events that shock and shake with ferocity

If fear drives then you’ve neither faith nor rational philosophy

There’s your mind and it decides which way you wind

Prayer does fulfill many of mankind

Atheism’s the answer for those where reason is the absolute

The rest reside in no man’s land and may reach for the Absolut

D’you consider there’s only one way?

Then humanity will whup your ass every day

I’ve tried to be an atheist because my mind holds sway

But I can’t because I have a faith that I can’t explain away

I get angry and mad and declare faith a croc!

I resent religion because to me it’s a dictatorial lock

On earth reason is in command and faith can drive moral courage

Our tangible savior is sublime human nature

Reincarnation

Reincarnation

Loneliness creeps until you’re unable to sleep

Infuses its cold fingers so deep

All that can be seen is misery in love’s drought

Only seen is that winter hue of a sun that can’t climb out

The heart that despairs and the mind in an endless bind

Hopeless appears as a friendly face despite being unkind

You walk and see anonymous faces but feel their attack

It’s the insanity of cold emotions that haunt and track

Then rises the questions of existence

Are we by design, chance or part of Nature’s consequence?

You know all it takes is a chance romance

And suddenly it’ll all be about at least a dalliance

Emotions rise and fall leading to summer and a snowy pall

Secret’s to find the bedrock that draws the line

This far down and no farther is true

Strength is to risk and reincarnate you

Freedom’s Tears

Freedom’s Tears

What if the face of love is the mask of abuse?

Stockholm Syndrome since birth, an evil truth

Deranged belief from a time before man’s relief

Metaphysical confusion leading to religion

Suffer the children and the women

Government and patriarchal collusion

Liberty’s destruction in the victim’s mind

Forever bound to obey without a sound

Modesty corrupted in shame and disgrace

Chains don’t need to be metal in order to imprison and destroy grace

Teaching suspicion and that humanity is fallen

Evil is the blame of original sin

Deranged minds that heard voices

Directing them to control and demand obsessive compulsions

Fear, of the mind in Liberty

Religion lives in fear of choices

In The Mind

In The Mind

When the thoughts combine and peak

Then comes the darkness of the evil streak

Kaleidoscope explosion, the color of blood

Hatred horizon, sweet screams to kill in a flood

Hate them for what they are

The more good and vulnerable, so greater the contempt

Innocence an elixir that tastes in my mouth

To shred their lives in the sight of where they trust most

The blessed scepter in my hands that carries out my mind

Into the hall and I see the angels kneeling on the floor

Do I wake them before I kiss their lives?

The ultimate torment to infuse doubt in the faith they strive

This world of pretense, the bastion of nihilism

There’s no comfort but only ruthless stone realism

It’s over now and there’s nothing to feel as the hatred wanes

Point is, evil’s a circle on an eternal plane

Blight

Blight

From a neighborhood that now makes me a ghetto rat

Destruction is an inevitable fact

Streets where once trendy and sexy played

Governance by the corrupt of the wretched is now displayed

Is this a thermodynamic law stuck?

Vice is the throwing of political dice

A place where electricity and water used to run

Now fires burn and charred buildings yearn

Above the earth where gold was found

Taken and spent is the destiny of empty ground

Blue skies and warm sunshine still abound

Cold comfort for those that live in the shells of buildings all around

Do I hate those that caused this nefarious mess?

I look back and it triggers sad distress

But I’m not surprised for the world has regressed

And rational minds have been repressed

Deranged

Deranged

We glean history to prevent stupidity

Einstein taught that repeating stupidity is insanity

Yet mind brakes are a facet of humanity throughout history

Rejection of rational philosophy the reality

So we act emotionalist instead of mindset

Knowing that reason and reality are the sole objective set

When will we realize that suffering’s avoidable?

Y’see politically and socially there’s no place for the emotional

Power grabs and the latest fads

Maybe it’s all about seeking to be liked by the lasses and lads

Emotions that run and weigh a ton

Short-term gratification leading to nothing getting done

So around we go and it’s all a show

Playing dice with lives and struggling at the low

For once let’s abandon emotion and embrace the brainiacs

You’ll see how happy all will be when everyone can afford an Apple Mac

Broken Arrow

Broken Arrow

We move forward with technology

We’re up to IPhone X chronology

Yet look at this species called homo sapien

How truly wise are we, there’s nuclear proliferation

We have reason, it rests upon logical abstraction

But see how we love the mystical and superstition

We’re driven by dogma, blinded by religion

Regardless whose right, it’s no indication of who’ll trigger ignition

So we stand looking with hatred into each others eyes

Instead of staring up at the beautiful blue skies

Seeking weapons to destroy more and better is validation

Threatening us is our own deliberate extinction

But there is a fight between good and evil

And we must have ours to defend against a devil

But as the clock ticks and holds before a nuclear night

The danger always lurks for an accidental good night