in the great alone
stuck deep in the thousand eyes
of subway trains
crushed
hope
still
bloomed
the heart of life
moving high in one pair of eyes
in the great alone

#385. for lily

September 16, 2010

in fact walt
america’s voice
you call softly across
the poetic river of sweet timeless
time with your strophes echoing subtly
a strong cry of hope that fills the yearning heart
and keeps us all from surrendering to the cone of silence

#201. new friends

March 14, 2010

new friends help
seeing me over the latest horizon
i will smile as you disappear
and the us in me
soars the endless

hope grows like manhattan
changes

#192. gray fades away

March 5, 2010

the rays shot thru
the gray today

sunshine to hope with

to dream of spring
while winter melts away

#100. to live

December 3, 2009

to live in the blind
design
to die
on a bridge in time.
so,
send my final effects with magellan around capes horn and hope.
toss all my lover’s final pain on that ship
and if it sinks?
the moments remain.

#14. Hope Schmope (for barack

September 9, 2009

Faith has always been hard
Like a fifty year old
Baguette.

Blow our faith
And only howling wolf revolt
Remains.

Lead us!

You turned political mope
(kennediesjohnsonkingnixonwatergatefordcarterreagenbillbushes)
Into political hope.

Don’t be a schmope!
Be a Teddy!

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