The Promise of Death

I promise you
You will die

so we walk slowly
everything we do is vain
we are just passing time
and we worry about the next day
Why?

I promise you
You will die

Love is the only answer....

There Was This Thing

there was this thing
kind of lost
today my emotions so vague
Is this ok?

I can't cry
but I can run
I can't argue
but I can hide
I can't debate
but I can stare
into everything
city lights
window - scapes
looking at me
as I look at them
walk around in their flat
they will never know
how I feel.

there was this think
believing
you know faith?
seem to toss me
back into the deep
again and again
If He is
really a loving God
then I would
really feel safe.

The Owl Speaks

The journey, the journey
look ahead
see the battle?
guns exploding,
smoke in the air
captains waiving their flags
canons pushed back
soldiers screaming
as they fall to the ground.

seems like the world
will turn one more time

It doesn't matter
you know, the battles ahead
as long as we live our lives today.

Be merry and taste joy
the remnant clouds will pass.

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.