Category: Poems

Traveling backward

I found a rhyme

I made a speech

I solved a crime

I flew in the window

I wasn’t on time

I called you

You didn’t see

Something was moving

It wasn’t free

So I sent

Money to measure

Future to treasure

Bourne to be

Quick make a move

Satellite dreamer

Focused to prove

Built in mirror

Reflecting the son

Counteract knowing

Finding one

Along the way

Was scene misconstrued

As the one secret

Carpenter viewed

Following in sight

Found to be

Listening to the band

Protecting me

I read the signs

I fought the cause

I stole my suite

That’s because

I was cut

Out of time

Seeing frame

Put in rhyme

But the crying seen was suspicious

As

Many call on me

Purportedly

To avenge her

Sounds like he wanted

Nothing more

Nonetheless

There was moor

Grave to him because he knew

The letter said

He was blue

Kind of mad

He worked it out

Cover story had planted doubt

By everything he said before

Masking one on the floor

Who was late

Finding you

Couldn’t know

What to do

With this someone

Who was saying no

Matter police would ever show

Kept locked up for privacy

Speaking for a contrary

Point of view

Soliciting what I think

They knew

Problematic voice of two

Listening in

Telling you

Is there something

We can do

Nothing more

For confessing crime

The open door we’ll help you find

Which was a problem

For singing song

Accusing them

Of doing wrong

Conspiracy theory

Fought the run

Bringing trouble

Saying one

Would continue carrying

The weight

Forgetting that

Song

In mind

Was eight

Who was passively

Studying you

Made you trip

On seeing blew

I couldn’t be around

In picture that you thought was sound

For bothering you

About the eight

Compromised what you knew was hate

Which was old

Blasting concept regarding mold

Brought me down

Said I’m late

If only I could change my fate

Coming through in hurried gait

Finding voice to sing at last

Kept looking forward

While seeking past

In body which he knew was bound

Laid down some tracks

Where peace was found

For getting he was all alone

Making movie on his own

Turning bored on

Finding sound

Trading reel

Gaining ground

About how it’s made

Bringing back the retrograde

Sound forming tape that’s fed

Guiding one in channel’s head

To the other

Magnetizing sound of brother

Taken down

In hero’s wake

Formulating something fake

That I knew was well

Taken in

ARM was allegoric sin

Bonding with my own

Shooting story was known

To a few

As my brother

Said at wake

There will never be another

Guy like him

A musician

Whose songs would appear

Like he was some magician

Going out on a limb

To carry one

Finding grimm

News about the others

Way that I knew brothers

Seen in marriage plot

Groomed in one

Who eventually got

Everything

She wanted

The rope

For playing with the band

The dope

She didn’t understand

The call

Meant for giving words

The ravens

Which were more than just two birds

To all

Who hurt

Behind the scene

The rose was mind

Inside a dream

To carry forward

Beauty’s spell

Encased within

A bird shot shell

While doves do seek some

Making ground

A light on earth

To look around

For seeds

Which planted

More than fare

Would nourish those

Who sought with care

About the ways and wiles of men

Who never thought about the pen

Nor how they sold a stolen laughter

Breaking hearts to groom disaster

Trading in what they knew

Payment for their point of view

Calling curtains for the act

To make a scene staged as fact

Bringing in the player known

Four tantalizing words

Were shown

Saying how we can’t come back

Out of the blue

Penned for attack

If you said I was old

Feeling ill because of mold

Drawing back the curtain where

I was it

Seen as fare

Heir still golden tinged with silver

Facing time

3.21.14

Business as usual

Playing the game

Told you the lesson

Would help with the gain

Borrowed a penny

You wanted moor

Gave away one thing

Headed for door

Plenty at stake for this

Copper was dime

Saw you would party

Blew in the rhyme

Trial was starting

Unraveling this

Made for the movies

Threw out a kiss

Sharpening knives

The order was clear

Your help brought round

A vehicle in gear

Fabled comments you gave

Which gave me the drive

I couldn’t help hear

It was held live

Bottom line given

About what you said

The story was written

By going to bed

Feeling it’s true

Belief that you gave

Swallowing myth

Moral to save

Before you will listen

You have to be mine

Suicide mission

Carried the time

Bring me along

Because you will see

My fortune was kissing

My bride to be

Telling a story

Promising me

Nothing

But riches

Made out to be

Story book ending

Had something to push

A bird in hand

Was worth two in the bush

The garden it seemed

Had plenty of roses

Made for a queen

Tempting neurosis

Bringing a trowel

For saving a rose

Dug in the dirt

Sticking her nose

Right into prick

Which hadn’t been seen

Hiding behind

All of that green

Someone had told her

There wasn’t a thorn

But she wasn’t looking

For one had been bourne

She brought it inside

Along with the plant

Put in the green house

Remarking it’s damp

She made out a note

For helping me

Told me what’s wrong

Gave me the key

Said I was easy

For pushing around

Plan for the other

Rose that I found

Out in the garden

I found it alone

Scenting message

To bee

Which was drone

Calling to heir

About this whole scene

Talking of flowers

Sounding like dream

I looked up and down

Believing I saw

Spirits of many

Encountered in awe

I laughed when I knew

That I had been blue

Since everything here

Seemed to me

Knew

About all the faeries

Who followed me home

They helped with my wishes

Noticing tome

Seeing in space

Furrowing brow

The place was a mess

Wondering how

To clean it all up

Minding the fake

Plant that was there

Seeming to make

Bridegroom in room

Madder in hue

Add to that

Mood had been blue

Seen together that day

True colors inviting

Look that was shot

In specter writing

 Across the room

There was another

Thing which was given

To him by his brother

He could’ve been mad

For what he saw spun

Black widow was watching

From behind the seen gun

Just moments before

He hadn’t a clue

That everything seen

Was covered in due

He picked up the note

And read it out loud

He said I’m to blame

For digging up shroud

He said it belonged

Out in the garden

Sheltering roses

Given to pardon

Hearts that were broken

Days we remember

Celebrations we hold

Gone without number

One we can never

Seem to forget

Is the one that we’ll gather

Together for debt

Married to plot

The day we are bourne

Try battling demons

Who laugh when we mourn

Together once more

To speak about dead

Trial was hearing

All that we dread

But I came to know

In subject of tale

My world is topic

Found behind veil

I picked up the trowel

Next to the broom

I looked at the floor

Inside

Light filled room

Greenhouse was dirty

I measured the mold

I’ll take out the trash

But there is an old

Can that was used

Delivered by some

Man that refused

To let in the sun

He talked about Charley

Acting as though

He was the one

Murdering show

So I said I knew him

For the part that he played

Establishing my scene

But I was delayed

Calling the curtain

Was never my fault

I wanted to be there

To give it my all

Made up on set

About the whole timing

I bet on my life

I would be rhyming

In bringing last days

Forward as blue

I’m seen as a loser

Who can’t even due

One thing promising

Not seen in a letter

Will be burning that movie

I’ve got something better

Trial was the day

I was blown away

Relived and recounted

The old fashioned way

By talking it out

Amongst all my friends

I found out who knew me

Never following trends

Saying I lied

A letter was written

Telling me Sam

Was someone whose smitten

Brought by condition

Feeling that shame

Was there to unmask

Placed on her blame

Following footsteps

Heard in the night

Made everyone wonder

If it was the knight

Making those sounds

Playing with their head

Whispering sum thing

While they were in bed

I told you before

I am not dredd

But you should say something

Before you are dead

The food in your bowl

The clothes on your back

Are nothing compared

To what’s in the black

You’ll know when you see it

You won’t be afraid

It’s made from everything

You wish you had said

The truth of the matter

Below what you see

Is that nothing belongs

To you or to me

The hat that you’re wearing

Will soon be returned

It’s the chemistry making one

Easy to burn

But what if you knew

An easy way out

Paved with diamonds

Seeking no doubt

Will I find a word

Following bird

Place I would call home

Something obscured

By everything wanting

What everyone wants

Millions and millions

Have nothing but want

Something to measure

For living their lies

Bound up in pleasure

Counting the ties

Bringing them home

To what they’ve forgotten

Was there all along

Minding the rotten

Things that we did

Ways that we acted

Following thus

We’ll be redacted

Believe it or not

There won’t be a trial

Made for the living

Who carry the bile

For what can be won

Turning the cheek

Give in to famous

Burning the meek

Soliciting gallows

Only to find

You’re the one hanging

By the rope

Which was lying

There on the floor

Next to the chair

You wouldn’t say something

Unless you were there

But if you had told me

What you would say

You were no friend

Invited to play

Along with the others

Who couldn’t care less

Minding their business

Finding redress

For what they had done

Put seal on the floor

Marking it someday

Calling for more

Talk about heaven

It’s not like a dream

You make your own movie

Making life seam

Like nothing before

You went through the door

Bearing the heartache

Begging for moor

Child is beginning

Trial is the end

November 22, 2013