Self Reflection

for crying out loud
my outside in
I think the best
thing to do is
quiet down
focus on love

in the air
in the air

we breath
miscommunication
folding arms
swaying hands

in the air
in the air

I will focus on love
I will flow
put forth
the beauty of work

standing defiant
against the storm
a kiss on
my lover's heart
in my true form

I take to the air
with wings of love
and a contrite
heart.
this Universe
is so big
where can I
start?

in the air
in the air

I take flight

we breath
flickering lights
birds crashing
wide eyes
sleepless nights

out of all
the things
I am not

I am

soft
gentle
sincere
open
sharing
caring
giving
honest
true
me

Love.

the last thing I
need to do
is to shut down.

Designing "In Love"

giants in the kitchen
hunched down to eat
cookies and tea
the violin plays
the record scratch
and here I am thinking
I need to pull out the bat.

pull out the bat

technology from the trash
to make something beautiful.
my artist itch and my artist scratch,
from nothing to something,
a little money goes a long way.
no food, no money, no time
is the only thing on my mind.

but I have it all

The Universe heard my prayer
his love is greater than anything
I have let it all go.
I will never worry again.
I understand this Jesus
saying - "Are we not greater than the birds?"

I watch him sleep at night

my love flows like the river
I am indeed this metropolitan
this Philadelphia-n, amphibian
water to land - my passions
free to go and do anything.
I go back to the roots.

call me crazy - I am forever designing "in love."

I Don't Believe In God

The silver lining
are the dreams
I don't believe in God
but I believe
in a higher power
beyond my control
internal vociferation
isn't enough

Mr. Universe
is the person
behind the wheel
I am the passenger
pop 500
100 miles per hour
ready for whatever
because I trust
that I am not alone

Dream to dream
and no one sees
what I need
so I went to fetch a pail of water
tripped over a rock
then tumbled down the hill
No one noticed me
when I was in pain

Everyone noticed when I started walking up the hill again.

I know I was meant
to live,
to fight,
to dream,
to push.

I don't believe in God
to be so controlling with words.
I believe in Mr. Universe

He is that plastic looking thing
energy running through it
no sex, no identity, covered in stars
look like a man
feels like a woman
no hair
and a billion feet tall
when you look at him from a distance
He is my height whenever I felt him.

Mr. Universe watches over me
as I dream
and live the impossible dream.

Advice to young ones looking for love:

Don't get involved with broken families.
Some people find their inner strength
through resentment.
Let them go.

Are We Listening?

Art-Photography--Concept-Design - William Ortiz

Something happened last night
Dreams of hissing cats
and violent passionate sex
of anger and release
caress and debate
leave me be!!!
and the song goes
and it goes
I want to be alone
without permission
I have no conclusion

and it goes...

Looked out the window
I see the bend
in the Franklin Bridge
pulling my heart
to hear the sounds of trains
and cars zipping by
the feel of sun and sky

It calls out to me.

walk on me
run on me

and the song goes
My individuality is
without permission
I have no conclusion

all in my head

I need to release this positive vibe

I need to run free on the Ben Franklin Bridge
and I hope he will run with me too.

It's not a sad song
You know that now
It's the freedom song
Creativity shooting out into the sky
Blue then Purples filled the air
How the Universe plays it's part
and how we sometimes have to listen to that song
of let go......

let go.
let go.

Walk...

Run....

to and over the bend on The Franklin Bridge.

A Prayer: In An Open State Of Heart

so longed for the hero
but I am a man
with a woman's heart
and a woman's touch
with a woman's caress
a commitment unmatched

I deserved what I got.

carry me Universe
to the next plain
a higher state of mind
shower me with boldness
and create in me a humble heart
let my home be filled with kindness
crown my head with compassion
provide guards of wisdom
and yet open my heart to new things.

so longed for the hero
and here he is next to me

I am not ashamed to say
even in my masculine form
my heart soft
as I walk in my feminine deity,
countenance.

Defiance

sleepless nights
wondering what its like
to leap and fly
towards the city lights
to creep and climb
around and over the tall tallest

hoping to find the true truest
the universe expansion
is all and confusion
how can we connect when we become even more distant.

hoping to find anything with substance
I find myself being defiant
against the fallacies
brought by all of your religions.

Give me numbers
Give me signs
Give me logic

A philosophy that seems to work for me.

And the Pastor who later apologized said:

why pay the server 18%
when I give God 10%

wondering....

doesn't their God deserve a raise?

The Bend in the Franklin Bridge

The Bend in the Franklin Bridge
remember me?
I stepped to the melodious beats
streaming from the MP3's
the ears and heart pants
like a dog in warm summer sun - heat
the sound of the universe
manipulate the body to run run - leap

manipulate the body to dance dance
manipulate the body to love and prance

Mr Bend of the Franklin, the sound manipulated me

gyrate to a reconstruction of a Dictaphone

the words
it means
nothing...


the memories
mean
nothing

The Bend in the Franklin Bridge
remember me?

I got to the top
then I stood and watched
the little kids run by
feeling all of this universal high
I was born to be
a part of this great city scape
I am the wildest child
the dreamer in love
the artist with a beat
stronger than the gun
The universe propels me
and I run


run.