Dreamer Woman

Inside the alone
feeling like another planet

must be something in the song she wrote

feeling the feelings you aren’t supposed to feel

feeling things so deep

so deep you wonder if they’re real

and when the wind came

she prayed it would blow this house down

and when the rain fell

she prayed it would take her

and drown these thoughts out

sitting in the doorway
because he’s coming home again

and all that space she made

just gets crowded crowded with him

and the pulls and pain

the needs get needed again

and somewhere a voice cries

somewhere its deep inside

comes out in water sometimes
water silently from her eyes

and in cold hard surfaces of the mind

maybe one day she wont hear it

and she wont even recognize

her own self

like the mirror she resembles

in this hell nobody escapes

the kind you make with your own keys

the kind it takes a special kind to get free

but she was a dreamer child

and this dreamer woman

cant dream herself out of the mess

and when the wind came

she prayed it would take this house out

and when the rain came

she prayed it would drown these voices out

then no one could say she never tried

no one could say she wasn’t in the right

in these cold walls and all their echoing voids
voids that take in all this noise

and that voice in the cry

that she scared one day she wont recognize

as her own

like the mirror that she looks

and resembles somewhere

she used to dance and sing

where this dreamer used to dream

I’m Not Broken

We women we aren’t so broken
though they make us think so
and we aren’t under siege
or maybe until we let ourselves be
and nobody tells me how I’m me
and no one tells me how I should see
We women cry with those women feelings
but shouldn’t we
someone has to
someone has to
and God made woman
said woman was a good thing
and Adam didnt have to chase that woman
all over creation
so God didn’t make me a problem
who told us we were naked
and who screwed up our relationship
and who put a hatchet in our communication
I guess someone had to
someone had to
building up walls to conserve said images
any image will do
the strong one
the faithful one
the independent one
the thriving one
they just take mine and give me theirs
all those definitions and choices
they just define my barriers and
and insert their voices
and I cant compete with a multitude
out to fight shadows of their own making
can’t trade off for whatever the hell they’re taking
and it’s passing bucks and passing blame
it’s his fault
just like the beginning and he takes the blame
and they define and think they are different
well from here it looks the same

By What I See

At this my body is racked with pain, pangs seize me, like those of a woman in labor; I am staggered by what I hear, I am bewildered by what I see. Isaiah 26:17

Trying to see through blood

bleeding trying to see through the blind
seeing what the here and now is
or feeling the coming travail
and looking back on all the ways
all the ways we failed

the brand new happening

the new colonizing efforts

here and there and there its here

its here its here

but look over there and fear
and the decade of the boy that cried wolf

and we got used to the alarms
and now the same efforts and same strong arms

and we called the fake but in the blind spot

there were so many crimes

and its here its here over there its here

but its hidden in the objective blind
while the sheep peddled

and while the sheep were asleep

the boy that cried wolf got eaten

and its too late for that alarm to even sound

when the wolves are right there on the ground
The earth cries out and we feel it in the body

and the body cries out

and the earth feel it too
but look over there

over there like its not happening to you

beheading in the U.S.

Tennessee Imam

The U.S. armed and funded what is now ISIS for their own purposes. They ignored them while they purged Iraq of christian communities that have been there for hundreds of years… it is easy to be upset when we see blue screen statement beheadings all over our newsfeeds though, and we saw them repeatedly until the world is ready to go into another war. The fact is though, Europe has been divided into Shariah factions and “no go” zones for their own law enforcement. The same things are happening here, yet we can’t talk about it and the mainstream corporate media ignores it. It is fashionable to make fun of God and Christians but here on the ground don’t say anything against Islam..yet we are to be upset and afraid of what is happening overseas and start a war ..yet again…”before it hits here”. It’s already here. The ruling class has an agenda, and be it the tools of Islam or be it forced race wars between people who would be friends, or be a forced victim ideology where no one can be objective they can only silence each other…they are bent on change. America is gutted and falling in on itself. Don’t be fooled and don’t be played.

 For many will come in My name, saying, ‘I am the Christ,’ and will mislead many. 6“You will be hearing of wars and rumors of wars. See that you are not frightened, for those things must take place, but that is not yet the end. 7“For nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom, and in various places there will be famines and earthquakes. Matthew 24:6

“And the nations were angry and your anger has come, and the time of the dead to be judged…and the Prophets and to T and to those who reverence your name, to the small with the great, and you shall destroy those who have corrupted The Earth.”(Revelation 11:18

“For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when the perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. For now we see but a poor reflection as in mirror. Then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.” I Corinthians 9-12

The wolf will live with the lamb, the leopard will lie down with the goat, the calf and the lion and the yearling together; and a little child will lead them. Isaiah 11:6

Morning Glories

Don’t you think that life is sad

but if you know the sad

then you can find the happy
or thats what the writers say

and maybe that is the rest of the story

in the fog and haze
the minutes of quiet
while tending morning glories

don’t you think that nobody understands
but isn’t it just a story

and all the geniuses are such good tellers

escaping the pain

escaping the wait

waiting around to die

telling all the truth
hiddin behind mystery’s eyes
and what some know
is only partially known
every hero has their own kind of pain

just like everyone I guess
so much more sometimes
but not much less

saves so many from hell

but its hard when the self purgatory
has its own story to tell

and some things are our little havens
like happy days

that hide before the night

behind the fog and the haze

and as the man says

thats the rest of the story
playing roulette

while tending morning glories

the calm before the nights chaos

the answers before the questions get too loud

the spaces that made up stories fill in

the shadows that legends cast

when they let that sadness blend in

blend in to to the madness
taking those deep things
and making those words bleed like streams

for those quiet moments

looking for the rest of the story

beating roulette today
while tending morning glories

And thats the rest of the story

in the self made town

where he grows his morning glories

After watching a documentary about Townes Van Zandt called “Be Here To Love Me”. In the documentary it was said that he listened to Paul Harvey every morning and loved Morning Glories. I thought this was interesting and it was late so I wrote a poem about this.

Final Mirrors

Deep senses a deep despair
Hearing the pending wails
Be it from constructed enemies
Or be it from inside jobs
It’s here it’s here
And those of us who see
Are just victims of conspiracy
And the indifferent don’t want to believe
Turn their heads like it won’t happen to me
And the thieves in the temple
Playing along with feel good schemes
Smiling faces
Laying down for material dreams
Pep rallies say we are all ok
While the devil deals in the back rooms of self
Blinding the blind to the impending hells
Make us like the rulers
Answer to no one
And be it the new red
The new nazi
Or ISIS or the new kamikaze
Deep senses despair
And the indifferent
Goes on smiling
Like it won’t affect them
So they didn’t care
Mirrors mirrors on our walls
See the parallel and
See how the deeds call
The truth and deceit makers
See the creation
And see the fakers
The confusions and confusions author
Gets his turn at the wheel
The stealer of all the created
Gets his final steal
But the deep senses
All the loss
Sees the price
And the indifferent or the angry
Don’t care the cost
But as for me
I saw the thing
And somehow in my deep despair
Stared death down and still believed
Still alive
and still free
No matter what the mirror did to me

He will oppose and will exalt himself over everything that is called God or is worshiped, so that he sets himself up in God’s temple, proclaiming himself to be God. 2 Thessalonians 2:4

2 Timothy 1:7 For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.