through many eyes

through many eyes
a world, announced
so many visions
silent or pronounced.

abcdefg

abcdefg
why is this
woman always
taking
pictures
of
me.

my name is magic mikey macaw and this is my story.

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convention

without apprehension
it is our contention
to gather together
in this floral
convention.

purpling

purpling,
pretty
sometimes
witty.

the heartlight

the heartlight,
bright
the truth shines
beckoning all
to bask in
the beauty
of compassion.

let

let the flow of love within flow without,
with its gentle wisdom and quiet shout.
let love in, then let love out..
that is what life is all about.

the rainbowheart

do you feel the rainbowheart
as the sun beats down
on the coldest of parts
do you feel the love inside
trying to get out
no time to hide
does the spectrum of joy
sweep gently by
kissing away your tears.
no time to cry.

worldbygone

the river of freedom sadly surrenders to the arid sea of conformity.

daze

the day is short
the day is long
you can be right
you can be wrong
you can wonder
or just wonder why
you can laugh
or you
can cry
but as long
as you can do
you can be
the
best
of
you.

be thee a rose

be thee a rose,
not by thorns
nor buds
defined.

pangolin...repost

Do you know me
I am a pangolin
I try to survive
My numbers getting thin
People eat my babies
Take my home from me
Can you help stop
This misery?

love us

love us,
will you
when petals
fall
and color fades

new world, disordered

we once had thoughts
now that is for naught
we once had ideas.
no need for them here.
we once had a dream
now that is video streamed
no need to create
with everything poured
onto our plates.
we once had occupations
now lost to
technomechanical
machinations
we once got off our
chairs...
we no longer go
anywhere.
these toys we created
to liberate us...
now they outdate us.
oh where is yesteryear..
gone forever,
i fear.

how far the world you see from tears

how far the world
you see through tears
the cokebottle blur
the sounds
you hear.

treerose

treerose
smile
together,
for a while.

will anybody cry for me, asked he

will anybody cry for me,
asked he.
sardonically.
from the twist
that sits where
a heart
once beat
now bitter
nectar,
in defeat.

elf hats and candle tips

she dances in a world
of elf hats and candle tips
flickering lightsounds
smiles enchanting...

be YOUR best

be YOUR best.

do not compare yourself with your inner expectations or those of others.

do not look compete with standards or actions of those who are not you.

do not judge yourself. do not ask of yourself more or less than you ask of others.

in that state of quiet reflection, you will find who you really are and what your best really is...

your best is YOU.

namaste
love and light
peace-filled days
and blissful nights

the bee

the bee finds his truth
in the sweetest center,
there the essence of
his existence
manifest and
proud.

orcas dream...for orca awareness month

we dream of oceans,

not swimming pools.

where we can live by

our own,

not human

rules.

we dream of our pods.

our unbreakable bonds,

that spread over the seas,

and far beyond.

lion eyez

the world we see
through lion eyes
we hunt we scavenge
we live for the pride.
a world once large
we roamed
that world we called
our home.
now only unsafe
small spaces remain.
oh how we wish things
never changed.

with

i want to know your touch of healing
the beauty you share
your wealth of feeling
i need to know that
when there is noone to talk to me
i can feel you walk with me
i need to know that
when it
all goes dark
that you will send me
your most radiant spark
i do believe that
being in your light
will somehow
make
everything
all right

pidgie love

our concrete lovenest
here we rest
and groom
no matter how
small a space
our hearts have
infinite room.

if confusion were a pretty place

if confusion were a pretty place
a jungle of colors
seeking out a space
to rest and perhaps
realign
then confusion
i would
not
mind.

the subtle rebuttal

caught in a muddle
of subtle
rebuttal
nuances
shade
winning
or
played.

sleepy rose

sleepy rose
to face
the
day.

flowerface

flowerface
asks not for
time nor place

the little loves

the little loves we share
that touch our hearts
that warm our days
that inhabit our thoughts
the little loves
larger than life it seems
the life sometimes
that is lived
in
dreams

daft comeydy jammed

he said she said
yawn time to go
to bed.
did he did he not
ergo so sickens
the plot.
drama theatrics
the whole crew
needs psychiatrics
as the world is imploding
pointed questions
some with goading
disharmonius
the beltway
in full balonius
(do we the peeps
look stupid to you...
well, i suppose
we do.)
next stop
she said with
a groan...
a hybrid of the outer limits
and the twilight zone.

the blanks i draw

the blanks i draw
between the
ahems
and haws

pinkpair

pinkpair
pretty
petals

an open place

an open place
warm and inviting.
one does not always
need exciting.

vibeflower

if everyone experienced a shift in their inner focus, took stock of what really is and what really matters, the vibe would spread like joyful lovefire, engulfing all in its warmth, passion and compassion.

sunlettes

for sunlettes i pray
little bursts of light
to take us through
the day.

some are snowflakes

did you ever watch

the snowflakes grow

in the summer,

as 

you

go.

crumpled

many lives you
have taken.
blood flows
in the wake
of your hatred.
tears trail close
behind the misery
of your deeds.
crumpled bodies,
hearts and lives
trampled.
this is the path you
have chosen to
forge.

life means nothing to you
as you bask in the results
of your misguided ideologies.
but where is the logic,
for without the life you
were given,
you would not be here for
those ideologies you
embrace.
in life,
you take life
sometimes your own
but always others.

do you ever slow down and
ask yourself,
simply,
why.
really look inside the emptiness
you aspire to.
there is a heart in there,
an innocent child you
once were....that
still lives within who
you think you are.

lifequiz

life can be a matter of true or false
also a case of multiple choice.

an essay to be written
retyped and or erased
lived and remembered
in a state of
grace.

little shy

little shy
why do you
hide.
of your beauty
the world is
deprived.

rosetears

tears of grief
droplets of relief
sprinkles of kindness
or shear disbelief.