SEARCH FOR AN ENCORE

SEARCH FOR AN ENCORE

 

My heart hits the sky for a wonderful guy 

Want to live in my dream

Let off steam, ride that moonbeam

Watch my love while we watch stars who strive to extreme, 

Love trees feed on earth and water

Feel like lamb to slaughter

New world’s just begun under one sun

Redwood forest, lakes, rivers run

No babe, I no have no fun

Weak knees pervade, 

transcend dreams glide

I’m along for the ride

Economy, parsimony,

Slide into fear of this and that

World where dictators rule

my land and that land make the

world what is has become 

not a race to create except this situation demands 

My life cut in two, can’t figure out where to go or what to do

Pray from far away - pray for ourselves, pray for me, pray for you too, 

Will prayers help or is it an illusion to feed my ego?

Search for hope, only nightmares come

Despots worldwide care only about money, 

honey, listen; root of all evil

Sell they soul to the devil - to the devil they do

And all around us, who paid suffer 

for the devil, they pay, to do us this misery

Everywhere on earth suffer this malady.

Download synergy to keep up my energy

Synapses flicker, slicker than an unsolved nightmare

Behind a hidden door, no splitting hairs

Born to be me, you’re born to be you

None of us born free

So unwell, hurts to be me

Wish you could see how it feels to me

Wish you could be me, feel me the way I feel you

We all desire prosperity, fame, acclaim, money

Mostly to survive and thrive

speak truth in poetry, fascism far and widespread

Money don’t mean joy, sorry to say

Like rivers run to their source

Blood runs cold, not yet, my lord, not time to fold

Times running out, getting old, need others to carry on

Carry on, work for free; try to help humanity

Make our earth the sanctity, earths meant to be

Hallelujah for you, hallelujah for me if only we 

can build something to hope for,

we want to live our dream, just once before we leave

Please, Please, Please

 

THE WORLD THROUGH DAVIE’S EYES

  

THE WORLD THROUGH DAVIE’S EYES

 

Lying peacefully on my bed, 

         In his bed which is atop of mine

Lay Davie, my Peterbald Sphinx

         Buried beneath his blankets

                  Davie suddenly perked up,

threw this blanket off, 

         put his head up and kept it up, 

                   totally mesmerized 

         watching Michelle on TV

Listened to her entire speech,

Never resting his head down

 

Acts like he magically 

understands how important it all is. 

 

Isn’t that amazing? Davie, my cat,

Mesmerized by Michelle on TV

something in her manner, her tone 

Stylized speech, 

Beseeching America to be better, 

her voice, pleading with America

 

“BE Better America,” she pleads with us, loud and clear

Somehow, Davie, my cat, understands her 

Her tone, determination, her pleas 

Trying to help us understand 

Divisiveness increases pain and suffering

Not helped by clear acceptance of Racism 

Attacking our citizens peacefully protesting 

Failing to protect our most vulnerable citizens

Destroying access to clean water for money

Ignoring our country’s constitution to protect interests of big money

 

Michelle Obama demands America stand up 

Show the world who we are 

Show with our vote, our turn out,

Turn out even if you have to bring a blanket, food, 

Even if you have to spend the night too. 

Do it to ignite flames for justice and compassion

In our leadership

Please America, Leave chaos at the door

 

Michele’s voice captured David. She captured me too. 

CNN says of First Lady, Michelle Obama’s speech, “…an appeal aimed at the heart and conscience of every American who has watched the chaos of the last four years and yearned to make things right.”

 

Our moral tale of woe.

Stand up Americans, 

Show us your voices like you did in recent marches through the streets

Stand up American and show us who you want us to be

 

America showed who she was when innocent protesters were abused 

Shot with rubber bullets, gassed in our streets

I thank and praise all the people who stood up in America’s streets, and streets everywhere else too, 

Please America, I beg you too, 

Even though I’m not Michelle Obama and never could be in her shoes, 

I stand with Michelle and beg you too

            – Stand up and be counted, 

DO THE RIGHT THING AMERICA

Show ourselves and the world who America really is

I’m begging you, please

 

PLEASE                                            PLEASE                                            PLEASE

 

Come one come all, 

Let’ be the solution to the pollution, heal division, stop the degradation of our great nation and all its peoples, our principles, our people, who require compassion to survive, not division.

 

 

Forgive me for not knowing if this is a rant or a poem.

 

LIKE AN ISLAND

         

       LIKE AN ISLAND 

 

I’m quarantined 

Learning to love my aloneness 

Not concerning ceremonious womanliness, 

Maintain a harmonious

Fighting to survive intolerance, tight feistiness of ruin, 

from wealthy brothers and sisters. 

The poor give more than wealthy do

usually more generous of spirit 

poor pay higher taxes

Trumped by a white house orange debacle 

Citizens dying from streptococcal

symptoms - live in mass pandemonium 

people blind like they’re on opium

sanctimonious created fraudulent-ness

intolerantness speaks loudly, devoutly, profoundly evil

worldly unrest and upheaval 

quarantine inside my abode 

carry a heavy load

my body bowed

inability to unload

keep a heavy workload

dreading the next episode

of color code, religious code, computer codes

hate showed – 

snowed in about to implode

lifestyles eroding with each new foreboding 

will we ever overcome

see what we can become

if to love and tolerance we succumb

Solve Problem:  make humanity less dumb

Embrace love and tolerance 

Together, overcome 

Stop being overrun

beat my drum till that day comes

pray to raise awareness that love is everywhere

Love is everywhere

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I FEEL

Like a light bulb in a dark room, about to burn out,
Burn out in a fizz, or explosive moment puff of smoke,
Like a campfire built at sunset burns out at sunrise
Eastern sunlight rays appear;
Horizon alive with color’s flow
My heart skips a city girl beat
Nature grasps at my heart with special sounds she creates
Heartbreak hotel still a go to
Every day, survive a new threat
Today it’s the pandemic
Next day worldwide protests
Proclaim Black Lives Matter
when we see George Floyd murdered
because he had a fake twenty-dollar bill
culminate four centuries of wrongs
In the 90's shop owners slipped me fake twenties too
So if I were black I'd be dead
MD prescribes Miralax to cure my ills
Miralax made of plastic, don’t care to use
It about $, who can digest plastic
Plastic imagined good for intestines.
Prefer milk of magnesia to cure my ills
Holding all that shit in there really ain’t healthy
I’m surgeon of my own body and I know what suits my body’s needs
I’ve been living longer with my self than anybody else
So I think I know this body better n’most
Zonked out on fresh brewed coffee
Another poem births inside me
Feel another me emerging again
Anxiety spreads like a bloodstain
Who am I, am I who I want to be,
Reveling in who I am as opposed to who
I could be, hold me back or don’t, I won’t go,
I refuse to be who I am
Swallowed in a gumball,
Society beats reverberate in my head
A new manuscript divides me
Like a light bulb in a dark room, about to burn out
My heart skips a city girl beat

STRIVE TO STAY ALIVE

I want to cry for my lost dreams. 

That house made of stone and glass 

with all wood inside the fame 

and fortune I never gained, 

the way my heart has been maimed 

my life tamed and bought at the corner store. 

Dreams estranged 

caught up in the buzz of busy bees

 living day to day in a maze 

on a pension fund 

Money I earned, not charity 

driving safe in the slow zone. 

No airs or golden chalices, 

standardized morphing of reality 

leave me to blaze on a hot day 

with no underwear. 

I fear for the living dead. 

Live in my head 
Less than half my dreams 

never come to fruition

because I’m not Annie Malone, 

neither is he 

change your tone 

don't use your phone 

while we're having this conversation 

I want to be a milliner

Tired of infighting, 

heart a siren, beats with desire 

Set the sky on fire, bring souls out of mire 

Stir the fires of love

Ignore the jive of each haze, 

the latest craze

Always some new malaise 

Live like lost

In a moon phase

Do my best to stay alive and thrive

Times Brutality & Fatality

Tonight I'm yours for a moment in time

Our entire lives until this moment 

in time a paradigm

Bones cold, 

struggle to survive wintertime,

Search for infinity 

Search for the high line

Winter ends, its spring again

Heart chimes sounds time

 Sounds of time can pass one by 

Airwaves, lives all on prime time

Make the most of tonight 

Tonight I’m yours for a moment

Tonight I’m yours for a second in time

Do what you want to me

You’re mine for a second in time tonight,

You can do what you do to me tonight

I’m yours for a second

I’m your onetime abyss

A lifetime of obsesses

Every which way confesses

I’m here to be your friend

Try to say I’m your enemy 

Because I don’t agree to see the way you do

Say I’m not your friend

I see all you do and say

Semper our reality, set an appointee

To serve your time instead of you

Our lives in filigree

You chase the dragon tree

Entered the lion’s den

Smoke your opium today

Like back in the day 

Convince everyone except me 

That your words are the Holy see,

You don’t fool me

I see right through you

I got the master key to your soul

Live our lives in a paradigm

Tonight I give myself freely

Tonight I’m yours for a moment in time

COVID 19, CORONAVIRUS

This virus is really getting to me

Wonder if we’ll ever be free

This virus is killing off so much of humanity 

More of the poor, not the bourgeoisie

This virus is insanity

This virus will not be contained

built a worldwide pain bloodstained 

this virus will not be controlled, 

it’s unconstrained and unexplained

this virus rains down on humanity

This virus invades people’s lungs

The wealthy and famous get virus screenings

The poor die in their beds

succumbing to this virus

Go uncounted in the dead 

This virus forces us to isolate

When we can socialize, there’s no date

We live on a global checkmate

Virus created floodgate

We’re on a mandated quarantine

This virus has us on curfew

Except the moneyed few

Creates a state of anxiety

Virus is rampant in society

Keep 6 feet away is what they say

All we can do is pray

This virus makes us wash our hands till raw

This is something we never had to do before

This virus is invading my life

Because of this, I can’t see my wife

Siren’s wail fills us with strife

This virus doesn’t stop

Like waiting for the other shoe to drop

Running out of supplies, unable to shop

This virus has us scared to be infected 

No one wants to be the next one selected

This virus makes me wonder

How we came to this blunder

Our lives put asunder

This virus overtook the entire world

All our lives, together unfurled

Live in a crazy netherworld

ALL ABOUT THE MONEY, HONEY

I am Jewish, I am Woman,

I am Muslim, I am Buddhist

Call me names, call me whore,

pussy, kike, sand-nigger, 

call me what you like,

Psyche – I recall Third Reich

Name-calling, hate all about the money, honey

Don’t want to believe in sunny money

It’s bloody Sunday with money

Turn people against one another

Smarter people see – better believe

Keep us with our stupid little asses 

Dealing with petty shit

All about the money – money –

Rich don’t pay taxes

You and I support them 
With our puny little money

It’s all about the money honey

No reprieve, better believe

Rich not aggrieved, we pay more than they do

They like it like that

Make things perfect, we need another war, 

One more Vietnam – Trump’s a perfect mentor

not smart but listens-even though he doesn’t understand more

Trump listens, says what he’s told to say

Do things the money way

Before we all disappear, become who we no longer are,

like Handmaidens in Atwood’s novel

Or Station Eleven in Mandel's world,

Then it will be too late

It will be who we are – when freedom’s gone

It’s all about the money 

Money creates military

No sense being a pacifist since WWII

Recall how that got us here

Didn’t win us any points there either if you recall

Hate Jews more ‘n Blacks now

Jews on the Death Tax, It’s a fact

Take it up the ass

People at the bottom

Have nothing to show, 

Nowhere to go

Things done the money way

It’s heyday for the rich folk

People worked to the bone before they croak

The world we all know up in smoke

No taxes for multi-billionaire corporations 

Middle-class disintegration

A shakedown of global proportions

Desperation and confusion 

Our relation to better-off folk

It’s all about the money, honey

Prejudice has real results

Intensified by lack of trickle-down, 

Nothing left to lose

Live in Shantytown, USA

All about the military created by money, honey

Government Globally – controlled by Money, Honey

This is the world today, Honey

It’s all about the Money, Honey

Let Us Be Free

Waiting on a revelation about the coming revolution
It’s a slow go, no one wants to know we’re just a bunch of good little soldiers
Doing what we’re told to
I’ve made no resolution to begin a revolution
I want to see people treated fair
I turn to me say see me free to be fair to me
Set me free outside myself
Set me free let me be me
 “my bad” will set me free
deny the naysayers, haters and dis abusers
See me
An angel cast from heaven
originally
and because of my big mouth, sentenced to hell on earth
fallen from grace a casualty for being me
Set me free from this insanity, this rat eat rat culture
We waifs wander the street like
abused common yard rats we want to be set free.
Even rats are drawn to starlight and love to feel the earth beneath their feet
instead of the hard city pavement where we are caged together
dining on musical words helps me while away my days
whilst I sit here and await my fate in the next genocide, an autolytic sourpuss
pray, permit me to continue
in a prison, I sit awaiting sentence
my pitiful existence pale compared to thee
cast me from your kingdom
wandering, searching far from home
am a product of your fear and cast-off genius combined
disowned and disavowed
Wings stolen while I awakened from a nightmare to discover
I lived a life not mine
Worrying didn’t help
Accepting unfair demands didn’t help either but what if you don’t have a choice
easy for you to say let it go and let it be
Let it go and let me free, let it go and set me free
On wings, I flew once with you as an angel, now cast from your grace
Laugh as you look down upon me pleading to be set free
And you say, girl, you had it the way you wanted to be
And you asked to be set free
I set you free and now you wanna come back to me.
Pity about those set free who wanna come back to me
Being me who’s no longer me is no fun
even when you think you wanna be free
Once you rode on wings you could spread
but you prayed me to let you be free
Now you beg to come home and
it’s too late to let you back in my grace
Let it all go, daughter, let it all go so you return to be
an angel spreading her wings –
wings fashioned from dreams - wings with kaleidoscope colors

Purple Haze (Updated Version)

I live my life in a purple haze  

Not just a faze, a way of life in the 60s, 

purple haze was an LSD craze 

asleep in my heart's gaze 

Lost in my mind's maze

Spouse Blissfully unaware, doesn’t care 

Can’t get a social security raise

Keep wondering about ways 

To enjoy the sun’s rays

To get out of this malaise

Can’t get ahead, just move sideways

I’m only human, feel so blasé after so many days

unexcited with exceptions to every rule I face

Lost in a different kind of haze not knowing where I am in this phase of my life, not trifle

Rephrase the question which is the answer to why I live this way, 

I’m only human, so screw you too

You flex your money while

I flex humanity. only a few own all the money

I agree, must be the end of days

Why else would it be this way?

Take a plane get off in the next state, 

Turn on the TV and see the same shit

My soul ablaze, am I a hypocrite?

Humanity says it’s democracy

Free market enterprise, capitalist economy

It’s all lies – otherwise, we’d all be the same size,

And all that jazz

Disenfranchised, the poor get less than ever before

I flex humanity, the world is ending 

Hate to be pessimistic – 

hard to possess a future that’s slipping away

In overflowing seas, rivers ceasing to be 

Becoming more than we are meant to be