December 22
Laughter seeped
out of the fun house
like sublime slime
covering all sadness
with grins are far as
the great divide
One light at a time
was all that was needed
December 23
Palm trees in the courtyard
looking out over mountain
peaks clad in fog
red tinge to the sky
somewhere near LA
very surreal tropical sentries
over looking the eerie
early morning dawn
A very beautiful combination
of nature and the smog of man
December 24
sex with women
sex with men
sex with insects
sex with friends
sex with rivers
sex with seas
sex with robots
sex with peas
sex with Santa
sex with trees
sex with Adam
Happy Xmas rated eve
December 25
Candy cane lane
was insane
I am sitting here in the dark
aware the light
has returned
with a big bright moon
I feel like
telling everybody
I love them
wishing all my friends
Joy of the moment
Joy of the present
and remember
the best give gift
is a warm long hug
to make one
happy and snug
December 26
The full moon
had so much light
It was a beacon
in the night
A sign for weary
space travelers
to be careful
There was danger
on the rock below
December 27
The wind chill
comes over hills
down valleys
into large
minds full
of old thoughts
So many guns
dance till midnight
then the bullets fly
in that wind chill
that mind still
no way out
without a plan
impossible they say
unless the great plan
does not
include the wind of man
December 28
watching waves
so fleeting
they come
one after another
rolling like a magic carpet
unconcerned
as they break back
into the primordial water
just inches from the shore
December 29
Fishing for dreams
in the night sky
somewhere between
up and down
open and close
Throwing back
small ones
while waiting
for the big one
All of a sudden
the rod stiffens
The big dream is on
the hook
thrashing like
a giant dripping star
Colors twinkling
deeper and deeper
into the human soul
but just as the
dream is about
to unfold
Sleep comes
rushing in
with the tide
leaving no trace
but the haze
of morning fog
December 30
I almost stepped
on the fresh green broken coke bottle
Sharp glistening shards
standing out like daggers
fighting their first tide
Further down the beach
I came upon weathered pieces
of green glass
sparkling in the sand
Coke bottles gemstones
The ugly waste of man
transformed by water and sand
December 31
Last day of the year
lingers the old
Past habits worn
too tight make
change impossible
for those struggling to breath
The new resolution waits
with the eve of hope
on the other side
already blocked by familiar hands
that will drag will
back inside the old ring
Hell wrapped in pleasure
is exquisite
but only for the moment
then the circle tightens
like a noose
giving only the moment
of the New Year
to break lifetimes chains
holding back wished for change
January 1
Selling sin
at the crossing
only a few yards
away from God
Just wondering
if God knows
of these trappings
or do the sinners
sneak by disguised
as other Gods?
January 2
Recipe for
Fresh New Year
One pat hope
Two hugs
Some wind
Three table spoons imagination
Dash of determination
Liberal helping of luck
Bake for 365 days at fate
DON'T over cook
or Fresh New Year will burn
January 3
There were
so many people
sitting on the fence
that it finally broke
In the ensuing panic
all were forced
to swim to the nearest shore
without time to think of
anything but survival
It was only later
that many realized they
had swum to the wrong side
January 4
Just the matter
of an inch
is the difference
between a room
full of love and
a room full of hate
At least that is what
I was told
by the gypsy
as he poured a
fake driveway
on the way
to delivering
hot chocolate
on a cold day
with the wish
of the dying sun
January 5
Everybody was
at the drinking hole
the good
the bad
the tan
the white
the purple
the painted
the happy
the sad
the angry
the hate-full
the love-full
the over-full
the under-full
the pretty
the ugly
the abuser
the abused
the Muslim
the Jew
the Christian
the Buddhist
just every kind
of humanity
imaginable
walking side by side
in Disneyland
Makes me wonder
how can a fake
place make
all get along
when God can not?
January 6
Plaster covered war
wrapped in thick skins
of patriotism
blown out of
nationalistic
nozzles
spit many flavors of
ignorance
faster
then a
speeding bullet
smothering
what is left
of the rational wall
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