VEDIC
ROCK
POETRY
Book 0
Transcendental Poetry
A POEM ABOUT IDAHO CLICK HERE TO
If you want to live with me in Idaho then teach me how to speak French fried russet potato and say Boise Idaho instead of la' bwaa Eda-ha' means blue birds praying over heaven and hell's canyon is as deep as the Grand Tetons are-d-are steep
Book 1
Transcendental Poetry
CHINA DOLL HEAVEN CLICK HERE TO
So much for time At the back side of a drawer 3/4 up the page reaching for more and more a life sentence of... trying to keep up with the words falling past the sounds of
the underside of... falling snow clearly at the bottom of... I really don’t know
Book 2
Transcendental Poetry
Strolling in the evidence Under flowers folded Whispering trees Framed by stained glass divine Neon tipped fingers Lighting the stars of our spines Ohh my god this time... It's mine...
Book 3
Transcendental Poetry
To admit or deny The dragon dancing butterfly Alone in the wind Where flowers follow flowers Seed to seed And everyone Including the sky Could see my thoughts bowing down
The ally down at the corner of... will I or will I not admit admitting denial
On The Eve of Love
Wolfgang Schuludteriestgiest
Strolling in the evidence
Under flowers folded
Whispering trees
Framed by stained glass divine
Neon tipped fingers
Lighting the stars of our spines
Ohh my god this time
It’s mine….
Taste the hearing
Metallic see
Hear the feeling
Rings on water Rings on water
Feel the smell
It’s a feeling
Smell the sea lungs suspended
Taste eyes closed kissing
Fueled by the mystery of
Why should we hide the moon
As the universe breaths us
You see its all coming back
Around to you know
It’s the same old new same
Dying to live to die maintained
Can we really stop
This four-legged wonder
Roped belly to belly
Hands holding
The push and the pull of knowing
Its all beginning to begin
Again and again
Whether its you or me you see
You feel so good to me
Feeding on lunar tongues of twilight
Chanting the obvious
Reaching for the up and coming
Handing down the dawn
Dawning
On the eve of love…
Where there’s nothing quite
Like (((Be-ing)))
On the eve of love
Dawning…….
Darling.