Beyond all comprehension
Beyond all death and birth
Beyond all our perception
Beyond the sun and earth

Beyond the bird that sings
Beyond the wind that blows
Beyond all earthly things
Beyond all anyone knows

Beyond the weeks and days
Beyond the months and years
Beyond all our evil ways
Beyond all thoughts and fears

Beyond all walls and limits
Beyond all leaps and bounds
Beyond all hours and minutes
Beyond all sights and sounds

Beyond seeds we have sewn
Beyond what is seen or heard
Beyond what has been grown
Beyond every human word

Beyond what we perceive
Beyond all which is shown
Beyond what we believe
Beyond all which is known


Praying to change my life today
Hoping to find some way to pray
To love my life again some way
And force my doubts to go away

At times I feel things are not right
As I lay down to sleep at night
Remove the sadness from my sight
And tum this darkness into light

Heartache has tom my life asunder
It makes me lie awake and wonder
Here beneath the rain and thunder
I soon will die and go down under

As closer my dying day is near
Some things do remain unclear
I pray to go without much fear
No tear for a life I hold so dear

Though I lived only for awhile
I hope to leave this life in style
After I travel my very last mile
I pray to leave here with a smile


Birth is but an entrance
We have been here before
Death is like an exit
Out through the back door

Each time we are born
Everything seems so new
But like bees in a hive
We know just what to do

Could be we all are aliens
That came from inner space
To occupy these bodies
Within this human race

The mission is to experience
Each life as an observer
Just one stop on a trip
A journey lasting forever


While I have been here for awhile
Through it all, I still can smile
Thinking about where I have been
No difference between now and then

History in endless books of pages
Is only a moment in all the ages
As drops of rain go pitter patter
Every fallen sparrow does matter

All are one and one is all
As we hear the animals call
Different entities all the same
Living life is one big game

(Published by The Society of Classical Poets Literary Journal August 6, 2016)


You may need a doctor
You may need a nurse
Health is but an obstacle
In the physical universe

You may have to tie your shoes
With the shoestrings in a knot
One more thing to overcome
Here inside this universal plot

You may have some ice cream
Melting all over your hand
You may have to walk for miles
Across a dry desert of sand

You may have to dig a hole
To get to the water below
You may have to weather rain
Trudge through drifts of snow

You may have to fly above
The mountains way up high
You may go from here to there
Never stopping to wonder why

You may have to row a boat
Or pedal a bike down the street
You may have to smile and wave
At some of the folks you meet

You may have to have a job
Whatever it takes to get by
You may have a broken heart
Tears will fall when you cry

You may have to climb a hill
Wade barefoot across a creek
You may have to carry a load
Even though you may feel weak

You may have to eat some food
So your body can digest it
Your body functions as a tube
Sometimes you may detest it

You may have to throw a punch
Fight against your fellow man
You may even jump and stomp
All to kick his ass if you can

You may drop an atom bomb
Use a gun to blow people away
It happens often on this planet
Causing many to hope and pray

You may have to climb a tree
In order to obtain a better view
You may fall from the tree and die
And that will be the end of you

As you move on down the road
Remember, it could be worse
As we find so many obstacles
Here in this physical universe


If you should live too long
You may just end up dying
And if you can stay strong
You may avoid the crying

What happens on the way
All of this is up to you
Whatever you may say
May all of it ring true

Be truthful unto yourself
So said some ancient bard
Put the heartaches on a shelf
And it may not be so hard

Start the day with a smile
There is no need to frown
Breathe the air for awhile
Watch the sun shine down

Feel the warmth of the sun
Look high into the sky
And know we all are one
You are the reason why


I am sick of this world
Technology has gone wild
I miss the peace of mind
I used to have as a child

Everyone seems so busy
Having somewhere to go
Information running rampant
But what do we really know?

The violence is never ending
Greed is the name of the game
Technology keeps on evolving
Human nature remains the same

Genghis Khan with atom bombs
Terrorism is more than a crime
Nuclear weapons will be used
It is all just a matter of time

(Published by The Society of Classical Poets Literary Journal August 6, 2016)


Another mass shooting, ho-hum
Life in America is so humdrum
Be proud of the land of the free
The land of deadly opportunity

Born with a right to own a gun
Get prepared to duck and run
Never knowing when bullets may fly
Going to school means willing to die

Another normal day in America land
How many more deaths can we stand?
There seems to be no end in sight
As long as owning guns is a right

Second Amendment must be removed
So life in America can be improved
Most politicians are nothing but scum
One more massacre, oh well, ho-hum

(Posted in the comments section of the Society of Classical Poets Literary Journal Feb. 21, 2018)


Tonight I can sleep
Though unhappy I am
But I will not weep
I will not give a damn

I will lay my head
On this musty pillow
Let this flophouse bed
Be my weeping willow

One night off the street
Let the morning come
Life is so bittersweet
For this Bowery bum

At the Sunshine hotel
In this room of ten men
Let the world go to hell
It is where I have been

Up early in the morning
Breakfast on East Third
Street preacher is warning
With his message unheard

Today at the Muny
I renew my meal card
The portions are puny
This life is so hard

Panhandling for booze
White port will do
I have nothing to lose
That much is true

All I need is a drink
To go sit in the park
I will drink as I think
From morning ’til dark

Someday I will awaken
Beside a peaceful stream
May I never be forsaken
By this beautiful dream


It seems that my search
Goes beyond any church
I am not quite religious
But I can still dig Jesus

I believe in the bliss
That comes from all this
I don’t need a preacher
My life is my teacher

We may say any prayer
No matter how or where
For as long as we can find
Some kind of peace of mind

The fresh air at dawn
The beauty of a fawn
The wonder of a tree
All these things are free

Every colored leaf
Confirms my belief
About heaven on earth
And what it is worth

No religious fervor
Can take me further
No words could ever
Describe the forever

(Published by Lone Stars Poetry Magazine Summer 2017)