water calling

 

river of time

dancing

she dances

echoes drift

as water calling

falling

her words talk

the mist

the silence

shadow walk

until tomorrow

until yesterday

all her songs

in dance

she believes

                              - jude

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

 

where water is dry

 

raggedy man

sand in your eyes

why do not

you still have a name

scattered mind

walking the silence

of ones own echoes

lost

why do you believe

what

is it

you perceive

you bleed

but do not die

you live where

water is dry

raggedy man

do still

you cry…

                               - jude

 

 

 

 

 

 

song for all the rest

 

how close to death

before

death is close to you

big sur hiking

between

long blue ocean

and

eternal rolling sun worn hills

starlight psychedelic

dreaming

young and nameless

soft lips wet

singing

late night

stars ringing

as bells echoing

deep

old gothic church walls

when simple belief

was possible

where tomorrow was believable

ice cold winter

heavy snow falling

dark night collapse

a candle lit whispers

in being lost

is where one is only found

life before all the rest

when the banshee calls

dare to listen

to hear what voice

not for you

circles

unknowing

a young boy hears

the song

old man dying blues

between what breath

is a song for

all the rest

                                - jude

 

 

 

 

 

 

the bright

 

within the quest

of dreams walking

across your night

where the bright

of a candle

shines

like the furthest star

twinkle twinkle

if

an empty soul

with nowhere to go

without belief

lies an open window

if an artist born

painting

the sky of tomorrow

true

calls to the wind

balance

if

men dare

call to the universe

twinkle twinkle

lies the open window

                                                              - jude

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

irish whisky and song

 

piano jazz break

deep within the blues

dancing hard

chancing to forget

wanting to believe

as young men do

so black

so deep

the sky

fingers dare almost

to touch the stars

shadow fall across the earth

clear

unseen

till

tears fall where

beauty calls

dancing

irish whisky and song

shadow play

across the quiet

                                                          - jude

 

 

 

 

         

 

 

 

 

 

 revision drift

 

images float

as air

a curtain of

illusion carved

revision drift

the paint of mad

men

green eyes

they hypnotize

the ethically blind

their poor white

skin drapes

fall

if walls

paper dreams

call

silence

falls

empty tomorrows

catchall for

evening tears

shattered years

                                                - jude

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 your black face gods

 

fear in your soul

black heart

greedy eyes

healthy

but one can die

what can one do

burn your god

wall out your neighbor

retreat delusions

shall you live forever

or not

shall one dare

loving eyes

help one’s neighbor

so whispers your god

how will one live

as

we all do die!

just breathing

black heart breathing.

                                                      - jude

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

daring to follow alice

 

in a child’s imagination

dances dreams

holding tight what

screams must a child

have seen

sticks balls and bicycle

trails

castles war and hobbit holes

daring they follow alice

down

down

down

where freedom reigns

sun shade reading

carrying

residing

mysteries

space epics

castles

carved by magic

unless

a lazy mind resides

video games

computer friends

a blind man’s safety

if tomorrow

dares command

it is there

deep

in a child’s imagination

                                                                     - jude

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

open palms

 

seeds

water calling

rainbow dreams

falling

trying to see

crying to believe

where morning stalls

before the eyes of dusk

shadow light

across water painted

open palms

staring

daring to concede

                                                        - jude

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

byways into forever

 

wind blowing

my name

as dust

if

on a stain free

devil’s eyes

an old vw microbus

racing full speed

just keeping up with

an older highway’s sign limits

driving free

dreaming within a young

man’s tries

eyes open

looking for any reason

to break free

the season which holds

one in a moment

riding north where

circle games stain

turning wheels

road rhythms

songs call to

yesteryear echoes

traveling west

on a blue ocean quest

looking for a home

just a retreat

from that hitch-hiking’s defeat

sunset shadows fall

as dragons

such are dreams lying across

once open sunlit highways

a young man’s byways into

forever

your child calls

a seat behind

your woman just smiles

feet on the dashboard

sweet circle refrain

a young man’s find

is home

                                                        - jude

 

 

 

 

 

without seed

 

she dances me

her song

sweet and long

write me

does she ask

write me

your peace of forever

as you are my song’s

refrain

a simple rhyme

where tomorrows

concede to truth

draped by jungle flowers

without seed

                            - jude

 

 

 

 

 

shadow resonance

 

recollections across sound

play

as sweet blues

dancing on thin soled shoes

sing along

“A” train nyc refrain

morning rain

window stain

concrete streets

brick walled defeats

marching for your beliefs

young girl dressed

so tight and fine

her longing eyes

still alive

a light across his mind

a wandering man’s shadow night

cobblestone street lamp lit

soft bright

blood and whispers

carry dreams forgotten

open hands cold

bleeding their warmth

110th street vibrations

upstate highway

winter full moon

a left hand glove

missing

almost loved her within

a forever lost

midnight empty subway platform

trace paper images

refractions

carved faces across

low tide oceans recede

where

moonlight retreats

before

early morning sunlight stain

 

                              - jude

 

 

 

 

 

 

a whisper within a song

 

salt left on sand

ocean dreaming

returning to the sea

where freedom

not just an urge

western wind blows

warm

sitting on a stone

counting

as a wind breaks

waves

a blind man

believes in sight

young woman strong

a whisper within a song

in thought

sunlight reflects

water walking reason

sunset wave revisions

call to the moment

a girl child is born

a woman in her season

breaking free

 

                       - jude

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 on a summer tree

 

who am i

dancing alone

in a small room

wooden worn walls

paint stained

across time

echoes a dance of

memory regained

ice growing

on a summer tree

shadows fall

shattered seasons

reasons

caring

to believe

who do I see

 

             - jude

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 dance them down

 

long time past

my country

my president

saw

my civil rights dance

a chance to delete me

and yet

i refused to go

moving from place to place

no mask hiding my face

to hide my trace

in circles of rhyme

it is now

and they march

for civil rights

in front of such

a mirror of time

filled with images

the innocent

black faces and more

disrespect for life

deep within evil

white man dreaming

our country

our president

watches from behind white walls

our civil rights dance

a chance to delete us

but for

we are the vote

we are our country

we shall

delete them

so

stand your ground

regardless of cost

march on

vote them out!

dance them down

for they are blind

and

you can see

 

                - jude

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the sea

 

traces as liquid light

memories in echo

blind men swim

deep waters of delusion

lone boy carries

where only music believes

as concrete walls fall

mirrors bleed

watercolor carrying truth

if old men dared

once again

the sea

reflections

white moon circles

 

                   - jude

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 who

 

if words walk

across

the water within

your mirror

do you speak

to god

to yourself

to your parents

dreaming

in the morning light

calling out

without sight

who

would you die for

?

anyone…

 

           - jude  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

aboriginal dreaming

 

dream her a river

dance her a song

a woman

under the shadow

of earth-light

she belongs

time rhymes

the sweet voices

of yesterday’s believing

of today’s touching

across tomorrow’s receiving

love

mirror on her wall

aboriginal dreaming

in dance

 

                   - jude

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

not to live forever

 

a young man

a simple rhyme

if something is on

the mind

a quest

a vision

a moment noticed

mirrors facing mirrors

not to live forever

he carries the moment

a tomorrow

deep

where dreams

a soul

unframed canvas

hanging balanced

on a wood

aged wall

lost

where falls a moon night

shadow

just a window unseen

just an image framed

a stain upon his life

 

                        - jude

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

an ideology of truth

 

a simple night

under

a casting of dark light

reality is adrift

tethered to a

widow’s shadow

held in rapture

a negative within

a mirror

of ice glass

nameless souls

afraid

afraid

as the walls of reality

which once

held

freedom lost or imagined

come to lie

within the ideology of truth

 

                              - jude

 

 

 

 

 

when a soul cries

 

where do old poets

go to die

off singing with

the deep water whales

music devoid of sound

shadows filled with

light

never to say good-night

drifting

winds as song

drifting

where only clouds belong

when a soul cries

if words allow

more then

reality breaks

where do old poets

go

when they dare to see…

 

                            - jude

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ice cold soul

 

daring to walk

a long dream

seen

under the light

of a waxing moon

if an old used

deck of tarot cards

read

offers an open door

from a youth stage

daring is all the rage

or not

no home

an empty page

a longing kiss on lonely lips

rice paper and wind

a stain of death

black ink pen

fingers tight

grasping the light

believing in the

sweet smell of asphalt

where seeing

is more then believing

where walking

is all that’s left

for an ice cold soul

to do…

 

                         - jude

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

an open door

 

daring to walk

a long dream

seen under the light

of a waxing moon

if an old used

deck of tarot cards

read

offer an open door

on a youth stage

daring is all the rage

no home

an empty page

rice paper and wind

a stain of death

black ink pen

fingers tight

gripping the light

believing in the

sweet smell of asphalt

where seeing

is more than believing

where walking

is all that’s left

for an ice cold soul

to do…

 

                         - jude

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

no more

 

my broken heart

greed dripping

the blood

my broken country

in the age of

the con man

shadowed

by reaganomics

I’d cry

If my tears weren’t dry

Song in my dreams

Echoes and screams

1968 is 2020

No more!

 

                - jude

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

what have we lost

 

long river dance

color born

waterfall in dream

such the cost of seeing

more then believing

black night bleeding

stain upon my cities streets

love me quiet

love me in defeat

sounds of children

marching still again

no one looking for freedom

just

for a bit of civil rights

so written

dare to remember

dare to see

our un-united states

still has

a constitution

 

                - jude

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

no footprints behind

 

walking

in the rain

where blood

won’t leave it’s

stain

choice to

dance the refrain

easy to die without

leaving seeds

no mirror to gather

your dust

is a life

free to believe in

echoes with a tomorrow

dancing

your pragmatic refrain

freedom becoming just

a concrete reflection

opening star-light curtains

if forever dare concede

 

                        - jude

 

 

 

 

 

  

ethereal light

 

trying to catch

an autumn wild wind

painted deep within

color changing eyes

you saw me

yet never believed

in

what changing color

means

clouds skate blue ice

dreams as falling water

adrift

your image etched

tattoo upon fingerprints

held within

bloodless hand

sand falls

time without a tomorrow

your footprints cast

deep within our highway dreams

ethereal light

casts no shadow

 

                                                   -> jude

 

 

 

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