Dream's Mysterium

Tag: poets

  • No Title

    Bitten by Medusa’s hair, I’m poisoned and I’m stoned. Lie with me—we’ll be a pair— I dare not sleep alone.

  • An Explanation

    I am indebted to beauty As I am indebted to eyes. And I am indebted to sound As I am indebted to ears. The funny thing is it’s illusion You aren’t even seeing what’s real. You’re only being shown the portion you need To see to survive in your world. Unfortunate beings, are we That,…

  • I Saw a Girl in the Bush

    I saw a girl just in the bush Out of my corner-eye She smiled at me and then she blushed And then she waved goodbye The glimpse of her was oh so brief It might not e’en be real Was it just a thought I had In my automobile?

  • Nine

    This pandemic’s got me going mad. It really feels like it will never end. I’ve tried to use the excess time I’ve had To be productive to productive ends. If you’re like me you’re losing half your mind Just trying to keep busy and keep safe. This isolation is a galling grind. And public recreation…

  • I Saw Peter

    I saw Peter at the gate  But I was running really late So I said to him at once Sir, I never played the dunce And I did what the Hebrews  told In the Holy books of old And, yes I read the Golden Rule They didn’t even teach in school  Then I applied it…

  • Corporate Man

    I went to visit Corporate Man Upon his private Corporate land I thought I’d help him understand We have so little time. “Not later, now, it must be done! You see,” I told him, “we are one. The Earth, the trees, the flowers, Sun. There’s no such thing as ‘mine’.” “Look outside there still are…

  • Perseus and Andromeda

    Image by WikiImages from Pixabay He flew on wingèd sandals near the shore And saw her naked there against the stone As beautiful a maiden naught before, Had Perseus encountered, bound alone. He carried the decapitated head Of the Gorgon sister who was known As Medusa—even in her death Her disconnected head could turn to…

  • There’s Magic

    There’s a magic flowing through  Each and every thing. I wish that you could feel its pow’r It shakes my living be’ng. It doesn’t differentiate No ‘isms’ or ‘otries’— It doesn’t care how ignorant You just happen to be We’ll never know, for instance, And can’t hazard a guess, What fungi say to old oak…

  • I Speak in Poetry

    Yes, I speak in poetry So you best listen well Every line I type on here’s A story I can tell If you listen carefully  You’ll ALMOST hear the breeze As I describe it with my fingers With precocious ease. But it’s not magic! It’s my brain! I’ve loaded it with facts That all inform…

  • Love to Make

    Speak to me in poetry Whisper what you’d say to me Cross your lips into my heart Beauty, you’re a work of art Ever-after’s just awhile So little time to see you smile But we work with the gifts we’re given As long as we are one, we’re livin’ As long as there are breaths…

  • The Land of Oppression in the Guise of Freedom

    The USA is under spell. For almost all,  A living Hell. Oppressed in such specific ways We’re robbed of hope For things to change And thus resigned  To live oppressed— To play by rules Made by the rest— The tiny few Whom rule the land With heartless greed And raisèd hand.

  • Dead Ass Meat

    A storm is coming trust. We all can feel it now. It’s building in its strength It’s breaking at the bow. To harbor, we will go Protection from the storm For those who make the grade Are those who get the worm. The worm always decides Just whose cancer to eat And if you’re not…

  • A Cottage in the Valley

    It was morning in the valley Where the cottage stood alone In a spot in Northern Cali Where the wildcat used to roam. She set out for the city She wore her Sunday best He paid little attention To the regal way she dressed. Out the door, she hurried With panache and with a grin.…

  • I Wrote this Poem for Me

    I wrote this poem for me, you see? And not at all for you.   Wait, you expected more from me? I dwell within the truth.   You may call me vain, but you Do not know who I am.   If you loved you as I love me Well, then you’d understand.   See,…

  • Naked in the Rain

    Give me passion  Give me pain I only want to feel   Give me  ‘Naked in the rain’ I need to know I’m real   Give me all  You’ve got to give I swear I’ll give to you   All that I  Have got to give And be forever true   Give me substance Give…