"Nymph"

She was like a nymph -

Or maybe I was going too far...?

Yet I so often
Placed myself 
Before her eyes,
That she might see me:

But she never saw me at all...

Though -

Thoughts of her!

Dreams of her!

Always took my mind and soul
To a great height:

And how I longed for her to love me -

But she never loved me at all...

My every fixed intent
Always came to nothing -

Because to her I was nothing...

And I at long last accepted -

That's what I would always be.

"The Power"

The power of democracy-

After any and all elections-

When the citizens,
Non-citizens,
And the dead have voted:

And let's not forget those who also voted-

And are said to have the right
To have their voice counted-

Even though they do not exist at all.

The power of democracy-

Very clearly,
There's a writing-

When the term "democracy" itself,
Becomes meaningless-

That is slowly appearing on the wall.

"Plummeting"

The wolves, they howl...

Oh, well-

The spiders, they spin their webs:

And the luna  moths, they fly...

Slow-motion dreams-

Plummeting me down:

From the sky....

"Winningly Intricate"

 (A Song)

You're winningly intricate-

Girl, that's what you are!

It's real-

And from what I can feel-

It really seems-

What with all our hopes and dreams-

Baby, we're going to go far!

You're wonderfully intriguing-

Just what I've been needing-

Girl, you're winningly intricate-

Yeah, that's what you are!

Oh, you're irresistible-

Girl, just like a fast car!

"And All Things Are Possible"

Merely to the possible-

And all things are possible-

Scattered wide through
Hopes and dreams:

As to what is observed,
And what can be imagined:

Seeking the atmospherical,
As well as the flavor
That might bring
A portion of the actual
Into what is only
Considered fantasy:

For who but fools,
Have any desire
To keep themselves
Confined undeviatingly
Within-

Only those things
That have been-

Never casting
Their thoughts
Nor their hearts
Upon what
Might be?

"Even With"

Even with

Some degree
Of spiritual experience-

As given:

From a narrower
To a wider sense-

Changing streams...

Reality-

Becoming
What would seem
Like madness
In dreams:

And many things...

As we glide-

Thoughts
Being incessantly
Modified:

Oh, just to let
Old habits slide...

And be pushed aside:

As I find myself
Truly caught up in-

These meditations-

Meditations:

These meditations-

That seem to be based
Upon the end of all things!

"The Romantic Mind"

Of the romantic mind-

Mind-

Minds...

The consciousness:

Yet something without-

Any misunderstanding of time:

And time again...

It all depends:

Who apprehends it-

Blends it:

Sends it...

Not to be confused with-

What today-

Is declared to be myth:

Otherwise-

The perceptible things:

As well as to emphasize-

The necessity of dreams...

My own life itself-

Having become quite often:

Like some great dramatic play...

With and without you.

"Love Song"

Possibly upon your part:

Within your heart-

And upon my part too:

At this point-

Probably even more than you!

A sequence of perceptions-

A conceptual love-

And the intentionality-

Without any deceptions:

When seeking all potentialities-

That reaches beyond the immediately:

Pretty baby, run to me...

To make you an object of longing
That exists for me:

Fantasy into reality-

A life with you to be
Considered very seriously:

What with your vast attractions-

That goes into action-

Every time I think of you-

And I think of you-

I think of you-

Woman, I think of you-

I think of you-

Only about you!

"Sufficiently Attuned"

Sufficiently attuned:

But now-

Let me ask you-

Let me ask you-

Can we get somebody?

Can we just get somebody-

Somebody like that?

One who's a little bit less knowledgeable:

Like a girl that hasn't been mooned:

That hasn't been spooned:

Who doesn't have a staff...

Who has some sense:

And who's very much aware
That she's in possession of that?

And this-

And that-

This-

And that-

That-

That-

That-

Who has no dirty tricks to play?

Who's really okay?

And who loves to be left
Purring just like a cat?

And it's not an act...

Well, now-

Can we have somebody just like that?

"Melancholy Mama (She's Got The Blues)"

A song expressing melancholy-

Melancholy mama-

She's got the blues...

The woman,
She'll leave you confused-

As she often
Seems to want to-

Yet not be used...

As the world itself-

Goes spinning along-

So violently-

And so noisily...

And she's singing
A song alone-

To herself:

A song expressing melancholy-

Melancholy mama-

She's got the blues.

"Philosophic Discussion"

Philosophic discussion
To the very high
Technical excellence:

The only problem being
That it's all nothing
But word-play...

A bag of tricks-

Formulations of fantasy-

Meaningless to the degree
Of actually making any sense.

"Call You To Task"

Ah, let me
Chide you,
Lecture you-
Oh, let me
Call you to task!

Something of course,
Not in depth-

Yet possibly offering
A veritable cornucopia
Of involuntary groans
In your dreams
While you have slept...

For you seem
So unconquerable girl-

To all of my advances...

Invincible-

As my heart dances:

Lost in the rhythm
Of your world.

"Simplicity Within Complexity"

If often
Like a ghost,
You float-

Simplicity within complexity
Is the keynote.

Like an editorial-

With the characteristics
Of a political speech:

Along with
The convenience
Of not having to
Make any sense.

Lost in what seems
A chaos arrangement...

Yet for those
Who know how:

The ability
To take hold of
The bounteous provision
Of such a format...

Therefore as Mr. Surreal,
I take a bow.

"Your Innovation"

Your innovation-

In every
Particular word-

Some sense
Of meaning given-

Time-pressed,
But still
You can talk
About the things
You've heard...

Yet you just don't feel
You can afford
To allow yourself
To become too standardized:

Being as it
All comes down to
The convenience-

That so many
Have searched for
Within the madness
Of your eyes.

"The United States Against Richard Nixon"

The United States against Richard Nixon-
Richard Nixon against the United States:

Case No. 73-1766:

Case No. 73-1834:

The entire history-

Still like a rather strange
Magical mystery tour...

American politics-

The twentieth century-

What materialized-

The facts and fictions-

Presidential communications,
And corn flakes:

The generalized-

As to what Watergate did-

Which was at least,
To some degree-

What opened up
A lot of American eyes...

Though it's true,
That Presidents before
And after-

Were involved in,
And will be involved in-

Even bigger crimes,
And larger lies.

"I'm Unspeakably Blue"

Unspeakably blue:

The end of the love-

Incontrovertible and final-

Now what am I supposed to do?

I'm unspeakably blue-

I'm unspeakably blue-

Crying over you:

I'm unspeakably blue-

I'm unspeakably blue-

Caught up in all the pain:

And I know I'm never
Going to get over
Losing you...

I'm unspeakably blue-

Girl-

I'm unspeakably blue.

"Satin Blue Eyes"

She's a memory- dramatized.

No longer with her...

But I still recall
How she watched me
With satin blue eyes.

Her movements
That she made
Toward and away from me-
With such style:

And her smiles.

And though
I have no idea now
Where she might be...
Or whatever became of her,
Or whether she ever
Thinks of me-

I know for myself,
That I still love her:

And so our times together,
Though very long ago-

Can never in my thoughts,
Nor in my heart-
Ever be cheapened,
Or trivialized.

And over and over again,
I'll recall how she seemingly forever-
Watched me with those beautiful satin blue eyes!

"The Acquisition"

The acquisition of your sweet love:

The promise of new material in verse
That's completed and stored away-

In my heart:

Let us start!

Oh, babe!

What would you say?

Would you meet me upon a sunny day?

If I stood with verse to express my own love?

Would you say
That I'm the only one
That you've been thinking of?

Babe-

I hope you know-

I wouldn't throw you a curve!

Since I need more-

And seemed to have forever longed for-

The acquisition of your sweet and perfect love!

"America To Where It Is Now"

The corrupt politics-
The corrupt economics-

The criminal Keynesian orthodoxy
That's got America to where it is now:

Going down-
Going down-

Therefore behold the very possible
Coming crumbling collapse
Of the American empire:

Destroyed by the groomed
Dancing puppet politicians,
Controlled by their globalist overlords:

The internationalist vampires-

Filled with their ancient
Satanic New World Order
Utopian desire:

That'll set the world on fire.

"Constant Companions"

Amazingly,
The constant companions
Of ghosts
That follow you around-

Their faces reflecting frowns-

Noticeably longing
To bring you down-

And though you know
That they're there-

As they forever stare-

You also know that it's true-

Nobody can see them-

But you.