anthology 1989-2013 unedited

  a disease called ism     a healing I know     a prince to be     a sail in the wind (revised1 12 13     a sail in the wind     a sonnet am i alone     and let their be rain      and so with hands     and the wind spoke     apathetic      arleon’s anthem     aRLeon’s psalm     arleons’ state of the union address, revised – Copy     aRleons state of the union address      aRLeons’s Psalm     as for me I am truly backyard     as i see it (revised)     as i see it Buried alive     can you hear the drums     can you see beneathe     children i come      closer to the heart      Cold Fusion     come on children     distrust is backwards.doc. eternity’s myth original     Eyes as beautiful as the twilight      feeling the cold      Flag uncovered     forever in exile     free as a bird     From the outside     fucking earth     glow from afar     greyness     hardening hearts     hello hugry wild insanity     hello my friends and everyone else     hello my friends.doc.     humble thee oh nature     humbling sensation     humbly     I am alone and you all are together      i am but a shepherd     i am going on i am in space     I am knocked down again     i am the oppressed     i hear the echoes of spirit     I live in a place     i see only sunshine     i see you in the reflection pools     i seen so much     i seen the children’s eyes     i seen today a time before    i sit and let flow     i sit in the light     i will stand before you     if i choose it i would sow it     if you’re lost     Imagine On That     in my life     in the beginning     insanity strikes     is it a wonder I am being tracked to the ground     it is the end of time     its a bitter taste     it’s a poetry feeding     jasmine love     Journeying into the deep dark depths of the light     kept in balance     lack of     Lack Of_1     Life is a wave     life is what you want it to be     life’s very breathe being trampled     liking me Listen to the wind     living the lie so well     love is the way love of ages     Loves gift     michelle’s psalm      morning grows      my discontent soul.doc.      my earthen mother      my friend and savior the earth      my friends so enchanted     my future     my heart feels well placed here in my chest     my space come to ground with much sound     My thoughts on colonialism     my voice speaks.doc.     nomadically moving     now i see     now i see; with deutsch     now in the dawn     oak tree     ode to a friennd     oh love     On my beautiful mind     One oven too many     peace i feel     people come people die     profit or prophecy     the promised land     Remember      Riding through the dark and lonely streets     Right On Through     round and to the sun     sea of thought org she of three c’s     she walks into view     showering all in cosmic dust     signing of to the unknown     simpleness sitting with my intelligence     SOCIAL ORDER GRINDING BONES      socrates too     someone’s calling     speak a teardrop spring 1999     sticks and stones and bones to tell     stimuli left and right     stolen goods storm     take it in let it out     the earth lives on the soil     The end is just a new beginning     the end so near     the greatest weakness     the industrious man says     the kamut song     the last age     the mountains are calling     The Outspoken     the poem that melts in your mouth     the prophets wander     the silk moss holds the ground     the stump sits where it was     the wild wind calls     the word that shall be     time stops      to speak the truth     togetherness fleeting away     true love     two souls     unnatural order     von draußen     Was Machst Du     we know not what we do     what i feel inside     what should i write     when i come out and see     when i hurt so (poem4elaine)     when i see the truth laying at my feet     when realness becomes apparent     when she is at my hand     when the natural order of things is supported     When truth becomes lies when you see me     where is all the beauty     who cares where why can’t i be me     Wild are the ones with expressions of resistance     you’ve already reached your destination