"When power leads man toward arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the areas of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of his existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses, for art establishes the basic human truths which must serve as the touchstone of our judgment." - John F. Kennedy

Thanks for finding me. This is a fairly random sampling of my poetic rumblings beginning in the mid-70s to present day. Not definitive or complete, just things that struck me again for one reason or another on revisiting. There are a couple of previously published collections here which might be good places to start if you are diving in blind from the precipice.

Try the collections MEET THE BEATS or GLIMMERING RAY DUET (both archived in June 2008 in the menu below right) for starters if you are so inclined...

As of 2016, I will be publishing my song lyrics on a seperate page from the more poetic scribblings here. Pieces that first appeared here and then later were arranged for music will remain here in their original form but may appear edited on the lyric page. Check out the links section for the original song blog.

Friday, January 27, 2012

The Politics of Desire

Trust your heart
I've heard it said
but what if then
your hearts gone dead
though still it beats
blood runs red
for trusting hearts
have long been bled.

Ravaged time
Crawls up your sleeve
So you toss
dream to its knees
And wake
Look quickly
Where am I?
round dusky bedroom
shadows lie
For a moment split
PLOP -- head first
toward pillowed warmth
flip it, thirst
for cooler side

fall back
upstream
where dreams collide.



~ poem just before sleep. Spontaneous scribbling first posted on MySpace.com/v32unes blog on August 16, 2006. Love that cold pillow.
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