The Wood Carver

There lies before me, a piece of a tree
And as I sit in quiet contemplation
I wonder what you would like to be

And as I wait for the wood to speak
Not looking for a revelation
Hoping only for imaginations peek

And as I hold my simple chisel
Not quite ready for that touch
My imagination, about to sizzle

As I begin to see what lies within
Ready to be released
The time has almost come to begin

And so I place my tool upon the wood
And make a sharp caress
This is the part that feels most good

And after many sharp caresses to this tree
I get the revelation
And I see, just what it wanted to be

Once again the worlds in turmoil
Enemies once again to foil
You think they would have learned the lesson
It’s much better when your fishin

If all the world would smoke a joint
I’m willing to bet they’d get the point
We don’t need war and strife
We need only to enjoy our life

So light one up and have a toke with me
It’s a much better place to be
And if at first you don’t succeed
A little more is all you need

Love

another little love peom I seem to be writing a lot of love poems lately, though im not sure why. So if you guys get tired of them just give me a nudge
Love
I have a love for you that the highest mountain
could not shadow
or the deepest of oceans could not cover
it is as eternal as the universe
sweeter than any confection made by man or god
it knows no boundries or limits
it consumes me like the hottest of suns
i can only think of you and your love and how it resides
deep with in my soul
dwelling there like a burning ember that cannot be extinguished
the finding and falling the greatest of journeys
second only to traveling life with you
you have awakened with in me things I thought were lost
the greatest of gifts
and the sweetest of joys

How Do I Love You

I love you without question
I care for you without doubt
For me there is only you
You are my fulfillment
My thoughts are filled with only you
I can think of no other joy,
Greater than your love
It fills my soul and gives me peace
You are my music and my art
You are my sunny days and fluffy clouds
I can think of no other pleasure to compare with our love
When the mountains fall and all the oceans are dry
My love for you will endure
For you are my poetry

aids patient

i am alone on this plane of existance
it requires all of my resistance

no one

the process of natural selection
is disease by all reflection

no time

as nature hits us where we breed
she has us all by our greed

no place

in the bonds of casual sex
who is to know if one is next

no where

and in forgetful blissful desire
we are thrown upon the pire

slow burn

i wrote this for a freind who passed from this world to hopefully a better place

flying

this poem is for Sylvin flying
i celebrate life every day
i know no other way

i suppose i am an optomist
i could have been a botonist

i love to watch society grow
i think it mostly gets the flow

i know we have a lot to learn
i think we will, unless we burn

as we enjoy what we have wrought
always remember your happy thought

for with out it we cant fly
how else to touch the sky

lost ?
i have lost the womb that was my birth
this i embrace as a growing joy
and accept my lot with grace and mirth
the earth is but a great big toy

i have lost the innosence that was my youth
with blissful joy i did surrender
to do less than this would be uncouth
its very pleasent to remember

i have lost my solitude to be another
souls have joined to be in the mix
hello to you, my new brother
a simple hug a powerful fix