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Poems 1990

by John WorldPeace

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Endless sky
and endless
sea

Come together
on a
horizontal plane

white capped waves
below

white puffed clouds
above

air
and water

no earth
or fire

Many lives
many days
come forth
one by one

My monotony
dulled brain
reaches through
the Void

for substantial
thoughts
of why

The sea
and sky
disappear

I have caught
my vivid dream

Away I go
to who knows
where

Away I go
that’s all
I care

John WorldPeace
90/02/20
3:00 P.M.

 

 

Red Gold Fish
crowd the
crimson sky

Polka dotted
clouds sail
uncharted courses
in and out

The sun
in its green
glamour
radiates
all in a
purple haze

Where is this
place that I
see

this place of
wrongful
brilliant
color

It is in the
recesses of my
mind

Maybe
Some coded
memory

or maybe
a reality
I once
knew

How full
tiny brain
of unremembered
things and
spaces

how full
must be
the Universal
whole

John WorldPeace
90/02/20
12:45 P.M.

 

In the pre-Spring
days of closing
Winter

I severed
A grape vine
in order
to move
a gate

Long and ever so long
had the vine
held fast

to the gate
that no one
cared to pass

I am a destroyer
of fences
within fences

I love to walk
long forgotten
ways

For seven days
now the vine
has cried

Its life’s blood
continues drop
by drop
to spill

upon the ground

and I cannot
ignore the
endless tears

that fall
one by one
from the severed vine

In time
the flow will stop

but maybe never
in my head

John WorldPeace
90/2/20
9:42 A.M.

 

 

 

The eternal sun
attempts to radiate
its heat

through the transient
Winter breeze

to warm my body
and enlighten my
soul

I reach out
for each ray of
heat

but the shield
of icy wind
holds me fast
to the cold
reality

I remain cold
as my thoughts
seek out
hot summer
days

The winter
clouds have momentarily
given way
to the radiant sun

and I am reminded
that the
Summer days
which expand
my soul

await
in the future
as well as in
the past

Transient
events
terminate
our visions

and send us
for a time
into cold 
dark places

John WorldPeace
90/2/20
9:42 A.M.

 

 

I glide slowly

through the
tall pines

midnight or
later
I think

The cool damp
air
the almost
perfect silence

I see the moon
beam’s
faint shafts
of foggy
light

laying among
the dark
pines

It is a perfect
night

I am blessed
to be within
this piney
wood

at this
worshipful
moment

I move
in and out
among the
trees

left hand
touching one
right hand
another

and so on
and so on
along my
way

John WorldPeace
90/2/21
10:44 P.M.

 

 

 

Where do black
crows roost
on starlit
Winter
Nights

Do they sit isolated
on high thick
boughs

or side by side
lower down

what is their
vision in the night

what dreams
invade
their sleep

I doubt
I’ll ever know

I only know
they have invaded
my pre-nocturnal
vision

John WorldPeace
90/2/21
10:51 P.M.

 

 

The clinging vines
hold fast dead limbs
while the
March winds
sways them both

The tangled web
or ensnarling vines
reach out
to cloak
virgin limbs

The grand old tree
awaits its death
soon to come

for twenty years
or more the
relentless vines
have slowly
matted
their prey

I stand
and consider
a few swings
of a sharp
ax

I can kill
the grandfather
vine and save
the grandfather
tree

The winds blow
hard at my
back and
side

as I turn
and walk
away

John WorldPeace
90/2/22
4:36 P.M.

 

 

 

The Seed

The seed
preached a
sermon to
a congregation
of birds

Each one came

one by twos
and threes

to feed upon
the lesson of
the seed

“Come forth
each and all
and partake
until you
have your
fill

I am the
homogeneous 
multitude
of life
sustaining”

One by one
they departed
to tend other
duties of
the day

Then soon
all
had gone
away

but not the
seed

for its bounty
was diminished
not

John WorldPeace
90/2/22
10:16 P.M.

The Sanctuary of Spring

Down the
valley of the
dark green
forest 

lay the marble
columns of the
Time has
erased almost all
that once
here stood

the hour of
yesterday has passed

Up the hill
of reconciliation 
I climb

To chance a
view down
the other side

Nothing
before me
lay
except

more forest
green and
brown

My eyes
cannot see
that which
the timeless
forest

has erased
from view

yet my spirit
well remembers
this forgotten
Sacred
ground

John WorldPeace
90/2/22
10:26 P.M.

 

The light of our
life
begins to dim

soon to fade out

We begin
to view our folly

a lifetime
of dreams
not yet come true

No matter
how hard we strive
no matter how great
the effort

The end of the
long path
leaves us standing
alone with
a view

of what could be

had time not
run out

At the end
of each day
we can hope
no more than
one tomorrow

We can not
visualize
the day after
tomorrow

Until
tomorrow night

Our biology
betrays us
and brings
down the
curtain of
life

as we stand
with perfect
vision of
what

one more
day could
bring

John WorldPeace
90/3/28
3:00 P.M.

 

 

Come now
my children and
touch my soul

that I may not
fade away

I am
traveling far
from the
door of reality

where you reside
in concrete
spaces

The walls you
touch of
earth and sky

no longer
blind my
wondering
soul

Come touch
me firmly
and travel forth
into my eyes
to grasp
my light

and bring
it
home

Use your
weight
to hold me
fast

for just a moment’s
Hello

I have come
to live
Where few men walk

and those
that do seldom
speak

I await your touch
and the heaviness
of that below

I await your touch
and the heaviness
of that below

Come that I
may feel your
love

and you
may feel
my soulJohn WorldPeace
90/3/29
2:39 A.M.

 

 

Lay me down
softly in a
deep bed
of fresh cut
Spring flowers

Lay me to rest
for a moment
on the
beauty of
the Mother
Earth 

Caress my
white linen clad
body with
Heavenly scents

And surround it
with rich
pure color

Let the gentle
Spring breeze
caress my
soul

and gently
dislodge it from
its heavy home

Send me back
to my heavenly
light

on delicate
clouds of
Spring born
perfume

from joyous
colors of life
re-birthing

John WorldPeace
90/29/3 3:12 A.M.

 

The ubiquitous
grass snake
again makes
its presence
known

The dove has abandoned
her water logged
nest

The coastal breeze
blows change
on this cloudy
morning

The revelation
comes

the persecutor
wind

makes the coming
known

I look out
onto the horizon
preparing for
the tidal wave
of change
that is soon
to come

John WorldPeace
90/29/3
9:41 A.M.

 

Psalm 1

Happy are we who meditate
on the wonders of the universe

they are our delight

The magnificent beauty of creation
Our joy day and night

In all that we do
we know that
we are a glorious part
of God’s majestic All

John WorldPeace
90/6/12
8:18 A.M.

 

 

To Anatoly Grishchenko (Chernobyl)

I fly
An unremarkable
Path of death

Death below
radiates its
obscure nuclear missiles
into my
defenseless
body  

The time has
come for which
I was born

The fatal
task to be
done

I expend
this temporary
portal

and breathe
my last

My day
is done

John WorldPeace
90/7/10
3:35 A.M.

 

The Christian Scientists

We live our life
of the inflexible
fear

We were lost
and the flock
took us in

We miss
our son

and our hearts
cry out in
unbearable pain

it was out
fear of the world

that led
us down
the path of endless
tears

Our fears
have become
our reality

Our tormented
souls cry
at the Savior’s
feet

The deed is done
our destiny
complete

Our peace
rests in each
others arms

Our knowing
in the
Universal
soul
John WorldPeace
90/10/7

 

The Rape

I was a Lamb
and he
the black
heart

He entered
my temple
and forever
scarred

my inner
sanctum

Within his soul
he retains
a stolen
part of
me

He lives in a
land

where I can
not go

Into the pages
of immortality
is written
his heinous
act

of which
I can  not  yet
let go

The days come and
go

His body now
Locked in a cement and
iron cell

And my pain
Locked inside
his dark
soul

John WorldPeace
90/07/10

 

I hear
the diverse voices
of billions
crying in
the nightmare
of their reality

Each has his
perception
of things
right and
wrong

and her scant hopes
of good things
to come

We have come
Too fat too fast

And we have
lost our God
along the
way

The infinite starry Heavens
rotate in silence
forever illuminating
the night sky

We look out
from this reality

lost

lost in the
confusion of
an inconceivable
tomorrow

I know
that sweet death
unveils the temporary
peace of
blissful Heaven

Yet now as
I write in
the early hours
of the night
reaching for
an anchor
in non-existent
stone

I beg to know
what is to be
and what to do

The answer
remains illusive
while whispering

“I am here”

It is
tomorrow
when the knowing comes

“What is happening”

I ask my soul

I say “speak”
to the silent
oracle

I return
to this pen
and paper

empty handed

and answer less

I reclaim an uneasy
Peace

knowing that

all is as it
should be

Knowing
that when the
trumpet sounds
and the bugler calls

My eyes will be opened
and my path
clearly shown

my destiny
unfolded

my life placed in sync
with the Great Tide
of Fate

and at long last
when the deeds
are done

and I rest
in exhaustion
after a hard task
done

for a brief
moment I shall
find peace

within these tired
old bones

Then I
shall fly to
that beautiful Light
from whence I
came

to merge
with old friends
once again

before I depart
to future realms
unknown and
unremembered John WorldPeace
90/09/14
10:15 P.M.

 

 

Midnight comes
and I awaken
from an illusive
dream

the nature quietness
of the woods
beckons me
to walk
the darkened
earth

I pull on my
boots and
move
naked into
the star filled
abyss

Down the lane
I go
careful to avoid
extended limbs
with sticky
spider traps
below

The earth
beckons me
to lay
upon its
lap

and the Heavens
call me outward
into space

I dare not
lay down
for the earth
crawls with
little horrors

both real and
imagined

I tilt my head
and cast my eyes
far into the
infinite Universe

I look
Into the magnificent
realm of the distant
worlds and other
eyes tracing
back

My mind
awaits a message
from my soul

I await
the knowing
that called
me from
my sleep

I merge into
the mystic
night

and explore
one pace at a
time

under the vibration
of never ending
light

Soon my eyes
began to burn
for sleep

and I return
to the security
of my bed

My conscious
has gathered
the obscure
message
and now gives way
to that other realm
where all things
are known
but only

minutely remembered

John WorldPeace
90/15/09
2:44 A.M.

 

 

I sense the
barriers between
life and death

disappearing like
an overcast
sky opening
to the radiating
Sun

I contemplate
the time
when I shall
see minute
realities
simultaneously

And I wonder
if I will disappear
or just go
crazy

John WorldPeace
90/09/15
2:50 A.M.

 
The city lights
have begun to
trespass on
this rural
earth

high above
the airline routes
are clearly
visible on
the Heavenly
bowl of
night

the earth
is no longer
large

It is small and
getting smaller

I can no longer
be alone
because my kind
continuously makes
their presence
known

I remember
the virgin earth
and I long
to be alone

John WorldPeace
90/09/15
2:58 A.M.

 

 

 
To all you
lonely people
of the earth

I say “Hello”

I come
to greet you
and tell you
of things to
come

The glorious days
are at the door

the time of
things fulfilled
upon the
earth

I come to remind
you that even after
great events

comes the
anticipation
of things
to come

John WorldPeace
90/09/15
3:06 A.M.

 

 Silent night
tiny cats
alight

Mystic night
a Harvest
moon burning
bright

Starry night
other world’s
pinhole light

Sleepless night
second sight

John WorldPeace
90/09/15
12:45 A.M. 

 

Golden leaves
set sail
on Autumn’s
breeze

Flickering down
toward the
speckled pond

Tiny ships
set sail
across a
blue green
sea

Aimlessly swirling
and resting
lightly
here and
there

The annual
dying
has begun

John WorldPeace
90/09/15
12:55 A.M.

 

 

The forest trail
lays silent
and vaguely
masked by
Autumn’s leafy
Shower

Crisp
and rustling
leaves dances
ahead, behind
and side to
side

I stand
entranced
by what
I see

Familiar sights
Of year’s past

Repeating

I suspended
for a moment
thinking
blank thoughts

somewhere between
a moment past
and a moment yet to come

John WorldPeace
90/09/16
1:00 A.M.

 

 

 

Love
alights on
the most
common things

a solitary
rose passing
from hand to
hand

From a perfectly beautiful
monotonous rose

comes as a simple
emotion purely
given

from heart
to heart

John WorldPeace
90/09/16
1:07 A.M.

Pure white salt
and pure white sugar

lay upon
the dusty ground

A world far
away
and unnoticed
lays monumental
inside my
vision

The pure
white granules
hold fast my
gaze

While my
mind races at
the speed of
light to

understand why

John WorldPeace
90/09/16
1:17 A.M.

 

 

I have been
a vehicle
for life
still living

Children of my
body breath
in undefined
spaces

as I breathe
in mine

From whence
and whom
have I come

I do not
know

How many
of my fathers
and mothers
from eons
past

would even
be curious
about the me

of their
long, long ago
copulating act

I am but
a link
in a long
long chain

that had no
beginning
but may
one day

end

John WorldPeace
90/09/16
1:24 A.M.

 

The monotony
of everlasting

brings forth
into my day dreams

visions that
I will never
truly
see

but shall
experience
just the
same

I ride
forever these
trains of
delusion

Day in
and day out
I ride

going toward
everywhere

coming from
nowhere

day in
day out

night in and
and out

I ride

taking the
least I
can

and humbly offering
to ease
one pain

John WorldPeace
90/09/16
1:33 P.M.

 

Why do
We search
So hard

for a tangible
God

We are
that which
we seek

it can be
no other
way

Why not
play the
God we
seek

and give
one tiny gift
to one
unasking
soul

John WorldPeace
90/09/16
1:38 A.M.

 

I do not
live by bread
alone

But by
the grace
of the
multitude

of unseen
forces

which nourish
me with
their
perfect
giving

the bliss
of their
perfect light

permeates
my being

and makes
me cry

when I consider
how seldom everyday
I remember
Them

John WorldPeace
90/09/16
1:47 A.M.

 

Today
I planted
trees

while my
neighbors
builded blinds
to murder deer

I made
a commitment
to life

and they
to death

I make
no judgment
nor offer any
prayers or
pleas

I simply
wonder
why

John WorldPeace
90/09/16
1:52 A.M.

 

I am
a keeper
of the light

I am
a light
within
this place

My name
may never
be well-known

and my life
not forth
the mention

But I will
live this life
just the same

I will be true
to my inner
flame

For when I no
longer walk
these halls
with friend
and foe

I shall
yet walk
them with
my undying
self

John WorldPeace
90/09/16
2:07 A.M.

 

 

 

I hear the
bells from
church steeples
ringing

A call
to my attention

a remainder
of something
about to
happen

I look up
at the sun
and wipe
by brow

my hoe
cradled in
my arm

I momentarily
visit the future
where I
find myself
reflecting
on this
past

John WorldPeace
90/09/16
11:50 A.M.

 

The silent
clock
reminds me
that within
the space of
minutes

the morning will
be divided
from the
afternoon

A clock in every room
reminds me that
I am racing
toward my
non-existence

Time calls my conscious mind
to look behind
to see the scant
thoughts I have
recorded

for the one or two
of the future
who may welcome
my words and
acts

as a moments minute confirmation
of their path

John WorldPeace
90/09/16
11:55 A.M.

 

 

Each day
I go out
and worship
in the open
field

I await
in the early
morning silence
for answers
to unconsciously
questions

the meadow
is alive
with the
magnificent variety
of earthborn
energies

All
lives in harmony

the harmony
of death
as well as
life

Only modern man
is an
abomination

he kills and destroys

not for hunger or need

but only as
escape
from monotonyJohn WorldPeace
90/09/17
11:24 A.M.

 

I am the
earth and it
is I

a little life
amid the
many billions
of lives
and lifeless
matter

I can fell
the lonely
tree begin
its decline

not from
natural causes
but from
unnatural man

the refined poisons
cloud the air
and Eden
recedes

What is being
wrought upon
the earth
and why

John WorldPeace
90/09/17
10:31 A.M.

 

The earth
cries out in
her mortal
pain

for her dead
and dying children

We charge
into the desert
night

one day
at a time

We watch
with irreverent
eyes at the
earth’s renewing

and believe
that it will
always be so

In the universal plan

the death of this
or that planet
is of little
consequence

We die
after a few
short years

and move on
to other
infinite dimensions

So why care
about this
temporary place

why give it
a second
thought
We have won
the battle against
nature

the war which
our forefathers
waged for
life or
death

But now
in our victory
we do not
make peace

with the conquered
Earth

we continue to
rape and pillage
looking not
from our
vicious ways

To that
bald ad desolate
land which will
soon manifest
as our
precious
Earth

we continue to
rape and pillage
looking not
from our
vicious ways

To that
bald and desolate
land which will
soon manifest
as our
precious
Earth

John WorldPeace
90/09/17
10:50 A.M.

 

I am a
warrior for
the Earth

Yet I will not
kill to preserve
her

My only
weapons are my
words

my only sword
a pen

I shall
shout and cry for life
from the
desolate lands
of once
green forests

I am a
warrior for the each

marching alone

I am nothing
in the ever lasting
all

and soon
I shall disappear

But let no one
say in momentary
remembrance of
my passing

That I didn’t
try to save
this beautiful
Earth

John WorldPeace
90/09/17: 11:00 A.M.

 

 
The yellow flower
of  the field
has no eyes

yet I know
that it is
completely
aware

of each and every
energy that
my physical
eyes perceive

Its roots
dig into the
earth

and the earth
carries the vibration
of other
diggers

and trodders

I am aware
of more that
I see

My eyes
simply focus

and I illuminate
that which
is seen

I consequently
live in a
finite
world

John WorldPeace
90/09/17
11:36 P.M.
I walk
my naked
body

into the
night

seeking answers
from the
stars

I can not
in truth
frame the
question

And I only
know I have
the answer
when I
feel
better  

John WorldPeace
90/09/17
11:39 P.M.

 

 

 
In the natural
environment
devoid of
house and
car

I find that
I have loosed
the grip I
once had

on metaphysical
meanderings

the limitless
night sky
dwarfs me

and the psychic
journeys for
escape

do not
function
outside
the  man-made
city

a short look
at the night
reveals all
things unknown

and welcomes
my body
mind and soul

back into the
infinite Heaven

from whence
I came

John WorldPeace
90/09/17
11:55 P.M.
When I consider
all the different
cultures
upon the
earth

I wonder
how they shall
ever be
truly one

What will be
the tie that
blinds

What words
will bring
peace

upon the
Earth

John WorldPeace
90/09/18
12:01 A.M.

 
I watch the deer
graze quietly
in the last
light of a
scorching day

The slowly
move along the
forest’s edge

nervous in their
quit beauty

I momentarily
flash to the
concrete city

and consider
my peers
who are
just now

arriving home

to their sterile
city boxes
in metal
cars

John WorldPeace
90/09/17
9:32 A.M.

 

Life is so boring
that we pursue
the things
that we
do not
want 

The pursuit is the
relief from boredom
and not the
thing pursued

It is hard
to be at ease

to relax in the
lap of peace

The nature of man
drives him to places
he has never seen

and probably
has no need
to go

John WorldPeace
90/09/17
9:35 A.M.

 

The speed of light
hummingbird
gathers
nectar in
the early
morning 
light

Each day he
comes to the
ever blooming
four o’ clocks

I do not
know the location
of his roost

and I do not know
where he spends
the balance
of his day

I only know
that I can
see him each
morning
drinking from
the nectarine
flower
cups

John WorldPeace
90/09/17
9:45 A.M.

 

 Comes now
the silent
night

to cool
the soul after
a long
embattled
day

My tired
body rests
in an ancient
chair held together
by wire
and prayer

The day is done

The abnormal
sunlight
no longer
hides the

Universal night

Home is the
darkness of
the night

Home is the
dark spaces
between light journeys

John WorldPeace
90/09/17
10:15 A.M.

 

 I take my
hoe and rake

and begin to
prepare the
cemetery of
the seed

I carefully
cut each clod
and lay the
ground
roughly smooth

The explosive
seed waits
in small
unmarked
bags

I am a part time
tiller of the soil

and today
the call
has come
to plant

John WorldPeace
90/09/17
10:19 A.M.

 

 
The wasp
kills the
spider

and drags
its body
to the
mud cocoon

The soft
spider body
dangles
lifeless
legs

and I strangely
morn its
fate

Two creatures
dreaded by
most humans

have fought

and one
has died

The death of
either is a
minute victory 

both creatures
are a feared by man

I can not
help but consider
the heated life
and death battle
that was
waged

I can not
help but
consider
the violence
of death

This is the way
of the Earth

never ending death

forever change

Battles less primitive
fought each second
of each moment

We kill our fellow man
as naturally
as the wasp
has murdered
the spider

John WorldPeace
90/09/18
9:20 A.M.

 

 The divine hand
comes from the
etheric Heaven

and touches me
only

never absent
only ignored

I have returned
to my roots

I have come back
to the old familiar
teachings

I have come
to a place
where the ground
is permeated
with fundamental
emotional

non-intellectual
faith

I have returned
home without
truly knowing
that I was called

I came and found
something other
than my
past

I have not yet
reconciled my
past with
my present

I have journeyed
only to journey
home
I like almost
all who have
come before me
have fought against
myself 

I have not
been true
to what
I am

The road of destiny
has no end

but many
crossroads
cut each path

I must release
the rest of my ego
to the universal
God whose
son I 
know

I have no answers
and I am blind
to what will
be

Yet in these
late hours
I commit to do
his will

No more than Faith asks
as bet I understand

I submit
to that Divine Will

They will
be done 

John WorldPeace
90/09/18 11:11 P.M.

 

 
The yellow
sun beams
bright in
the blue sky

Together
they radiate
the green of the
new born
Earth

My red blood
boils psychic
orange in
the midday
sun

Then the
Indigo nights
blankets
all

John WorldPeace
90/09/19
10:06 P.M.

I live
In a cubic
dark earth
brown
house

Square windows
and rectangle
doors

let it enter
and let it
leave

Log cylinders
support the
mud walls

The sun
bakes my
house
hard

And for a time
I am separated

I am contained

in an unnatural
space

John WorldPeace
90/09/19
10:12 P.M.

 

The thunder Head
climbs high
and mighty
in the
twilight sky

It’s power is great

and within it’s great
inner hall

natural fire
ignites

I click
my fire sticks
one to the
other

Calling the
silent electrical
fire to
flash about
the mighty
one

I click click click
click click click
my  fires ticks
and I feel
the magnificent

energy build

Then at the
proper moment
I bend down

and drum
my sticks
on the sacred
bone

and thunder
rolls
across

the landscape
toward my transient home

The sacred bone
The rolling thunder

Big medicine
Big thunder

John WorldPeace
90/09/21
1:17 A.M.

 

 

The darkened
hour comes
when all
men
await the
light

The last curtain
comes down
then is lifted
up

The sun burns
orange pink
fire on
gray clouds

and day
breaks

The last fires
of Hell
turn gray
ash

Glory Hallelujah

The children
shall see war
no more

John WorldPeace
90/09/24
10:25 A.M. 

 

 

 

 

I find three
blind kittens
in the eave
of the old
house

the mother looks on as
I reach in
my hand
and gently
remove
them

to my
breast

I make
them a new
home and
await
the mother

but she
comes not
soon

she has been
too long
wild

Later
as I begin
to leave

she comes

and caresses
my leg

Her psychic
and mine
have merged

I feed her
tasty  food
and creamy
milk

she eats
until
she can
no more

I lay her down
the ancient
renewal

I experience
the miracle

John WorldPeace
90/09/24
10:32 P.M. 

 

The pear trees
is in partial
bloom

No matter
that it is
early Fall

I witness
a partial
miracle

a good omen
of more
to come

I came to
this place
in late
Summer

and Spring
came again this
Fall

John WorldPeace
90/09/24
10:37 P.M.

 

 

 
The old grove
whistles
the sounds
of hoards
of bees
swarming

The wind
of the other
world blows
mystic
thoughts

Who are they
that try to
speak

I do not
know

They make
their presence
known

but they
do not
tell me
“No”

John WorldPeace
90/09/24
10:43 P.M. 

 

 

The Crow clans
gather here and
there on
the land

They sing their
rough caws
and keep
a wary
eye

They are
mystic silhouettes
in the sky

among the trees
and on the
ground

they are as smart
as we

they always
keep their
distance

John WorldPeace
90/09/24
10:46 P.M.

 

Turtles die
in the same slow
silence in
which they live

They die
here and there
among the
trees and
along the
banks of creeks

Gathering hickory nuts
I noticed
an abandoned
shell beneath
a berry vine

An empty shell

The only witness to
the life
that slowly
decayed

As it had
slowly lived

John WorldPeace
90/09/24
10:51 P.M. 

 

I plant my
seeds in
neatly
cultivated rows

I am
afraid
the earth
has died

so I bury
my little seeds

To hopefully
witness
that the magnificent
Earth still
lives

still gives

The tiny
green sprouts
assure me
that all
is well

and I am
not too late

John WorldPeace
90/09/24
10:57 P.M.

I walk
the shore
by a strange
red sea

with purple-black
sands of
powdered gold

My pale blue
robe glistens
two moons’
pale light

I am
on the dark
side of the
planet
YAWL

Forever revealed
by two moon’s
pale light

the water
rustles on
the silent
serpentine
shore

under one and many moons

The colors
of land and sea
sky and Universe
harmonize my
transient soul

I am a walker
of many lands
and a traveler of all
dimensions

I am an ancient one
taking time to consider
the flow of the
great harmonic
tide

John WorldPeace
90/09/25
3:54 A.M.

 

 

 

 Today I took
a life in a
sanctioned war

I sent
a warrior
to the distant
shore

Who was he
I do not
consciously
know

It was only
his pure soul
flowing from
his dying
eyes

that I remembered
from before

John WorldPeace
90/09/25
3:58 A.M.

 

 

  The beautiful flowers
of soft velvet
blue

gently flow
among their
kin

The beauty
suspends me
in this
glorious flow

The never-ending
waves of gentle
breezes
whisper to
my soul

and I remember
the wildflowers
that once
adorned the
planet Earth

John WorldPeace
90/09/25
04:07 A.M.

 

 

I am an earthman
a trillion light
miles from
homeI am the furthest
extension of my
Mother Earth
into the
night of
 space

I am GAIA’s
son

I am the universe’s
Grandson

And the great grandson
of the
Great God All

John WorldPeace
90/09/25
4:12 A.M.

Night comes
and the land
returns
to primitive times

Those human
avoiding creatures
who have adapted

venture forth
into the
night

Man has conquered
almost all there is
but not the
night

Man will always
be a creature
of the light

John WorldPeace
90/09/25
04:19 A.M.

  Sweet beauty’s delight
caressed by the tender
light

You trespass
on my dream vision

Your luscious body
clothed by
the silver
mist

takes me
from my
concentrated pursuits
of a curious
Universe

and slams
my being into
your fleshy
bliss

John WorldPeace
90/09/25
4:30 A.M.

 

 

A solitary cloud
manifests its
fragile whiteness
in the morning
blue sky

the brown hawk
sails below
and glides beyond
and back

one cloud
one hawk
in an endless
blue void

I walk
alone
in tall grass
on the wood’s edge

The dynamic
energies both
mobile and
still

crows me so
that I can
not move

without treading
on some virgin
life

The hawk and
cloud seem to
fill the
empty sky

But I am alone
upon the
crowded
earth

John WorldPeace
90/09/24
10:50 A.M.

 

The spider
webs from
tree to tree
and tree
to ground

Each and every
night he comes out
from his
daytime hiding

He builds
his sticky
snare to catch
a tasty
prey

All night
he gathers

or all night
he waits

All day
he hides
for fear of
hungry birds

John WorldPeace
90/09/25
10:57 A.M.

 

  Each morning
I thread the
dewy land

A mile or two
or three

virgin pasture
meadow and wood
I traverse

Picking up
a hickory nut
a rock
or piece of
petrified wood

I exercise my body
And free my soul

I embrace
the earth
and become
no more I cut a few
wildflowers
to grace
my cubic
home

John WorldPeace
90/09/25
11:04 A.M.

 

  I am old
for my
years

A life of eighty
years spans
only four hundred
and eighty months

There have been
climaxes plenty
and valleys
few

Now is the time
for flowing
and the
truth that
flowing
brings

I have been
my own God

I have taken
my destiny by force

I have gone
where I wanted
to go

as the Universe
continued on in
silence

unaware of my part

cognizant only of its
whole

All that is
flows and
rolls along

while I try
to drift
with closed
eyes

John WorldPeace
90/09/25
11:15 A.M.

 

 

I have laid
down the double ax
of offense and
defense

I can no longer
cut with its
singing edges

I have become passive
and only seldom
consider the
rusting blade

I rest
in contemplation
of the coming cold

and vow to pick
up sticks for
heat

Rather then maim
Or kill with
the hungry
steel

John WorldPeace
90/09/25
11:22 A.M.

 

 

Twenty cardinals
beneath the
ancient oak

they chatter
and gather
together

to communicate
some red bird
news

or to elect
a king

they disband
as I approach

I turn 
and go
another
way

John WorldPeace
90/09/25
11:28 A.M.

 

 

The theater
of the land
stages endless
shows

the color change
of leaves to
the cawing
of the crows

I am an audience
of one

going here and there
applauding
everyone

John WorldPeace
90/09/25
11:31 A.M.

 

 

I hear
when there
is no sound

I see
what is
not
really there

Each and everyday
infinite
sights and sounds
impact upon my senses

To believe
that everything
I see
is there

Would make
me perfect

Which I am not

John WorldPeace
90/09/25
12:10 A.M.

 

I walk among
the children
of many
long away

Each new
plant and creature
casts its seed
upon the
Earth

and then departs

Some are successful
for a time and
some for only
a short
time

Eventually
everything is gone
either by the
death of all
its kind

or by mutations
which break
the unbroken
chain

John WorldPeace
90/09/30
11:05 A.M.

Who is this fellow
from the night

who knows all
of that
which the
blind do
not see

He is a voice
of the void

words of blessing
freely given

He lovingly gives
the healing
hand

And walks
the lighted
path

from house
to house

with mystic
love forever offered

John WorldPeace
90/10/01
1:40 A.M.

 

I reach out to the
distant Sun and

ask what behind
this veil
comes giving

and why

I do not know
why all do not see

I simply do not
know why
children of the
same light

can not both
remember

John WorldPeace
90/10/01
1:45 A.M.

 

We can never know
the secrets of the night

or comprehend
the light of
day

We can only
march through
endless days

and sacred nights

realizing only that
which presents itself
each moment

about all the rest
we need not
wonder

John WorldPeace
90/10/01
1:58 A.M.

 

The late night fog
materializes in
dampness

The air is heavy
and my bones
chill in the
eerie night

The sky has fallen

Clouds lay
upon the ground

allowing me to fly
in the sun filled
night

as my body
reclines on
autumn leaves

totally awake in
deep
sleep

John WorldPeace
90/10/01
2:04 A.M.

 

Two little bunnies
in a sea of Love

A thousand hearts
surround little
bunny love

A thousand little
hearts overwhelm
reality

No matter
what slings
and arrows
this life
serves up

We have each
other and
our
bunny little
Heaven

Days will come
and go
as they
always do

And one day
we shall
travel
to distant
shores

But this little
picture of
our love
shall linger
beyond our
years

And bring an emotional
knowing
to those who
destiny allows
to see
Each time
you fear
or become
ill

or lose a
little faith

Look upon
this little
beacon

of total love

Let it bathe
you in its

everlasting

light

Experience the
love of me
for you

It matters
not that
we have
but a
little room

Our love
shall fill
the house

It matters
not where
we may
be

Our love
shall always
reside

In our private
little heaven

John WorldPeace:90/10/20

 

The morning sun
beams the
opaque fog
golden

as it lays
next to the
trees on the
edge of
the meadow

My boots
are soaked
through
with the
fog’s brother
the dew

as I walk
the awakening
earth

Every morning
day
evening and
night

The magnificent
Earth delights
my senses
with its
natural
beauty

The far off city
fast approaches
the sacred

 Primeval
land

I am
in constant
worship

at Nature’s
ever beautiful
altar

As my
brothers and
sisters
build great
cities

and complexly
refined civilizations

John WorldPeace
90/11/01
4:15 A.M.
All Saints Day

 

 

I will not
kill the
wildlife
that beautifies
the earth

Yet
what am I to
do with the
refugee dogs

that have
escaped the
city

they cannot
fend for
themselves

and their
temperament
is unknown

They trespass
on what their
ancestors and
contemporary brothers
wolves and
coyotes

call home

The poor souls
come uninvited

looking for
room and
board

and they are not

ashamed of their
plight

Difficult answers
sometimes come
tomorrow

John WorldPeace
90/11/01
4:30A.M.

The ghosts
of the ancient ones

March in
sheets of rain

Close ranks
pass through
the meadow
below

They whip
tree tops
and bend
long grass

Some think
it is the wind

but I know
better

because I have
my dreams

and they
never lie

John WorldPeace
90/11/03
7:16 P.M.

 

The Harvest Moon
in a Halloween
sky

the eve of
All Saints
Day

The coyotes
cry

The earth
and its many
wonders

man and his
many visions

I traverse

the heavens

above

and walk the earth
below

And in my sleep
I travel
the dimensions

of forever
more

John WorldPeace
90/11/03
7:22 P.M.

 

 

 

After reading “Siege” by Edna St. Vincent  Millay

I too gather
rock and shells
and balls of
stone and glass

and death
awaits forever
as an open
door

I fondle
the little
treasures

with my tangible
hands and etheric
mind

From the perspective
Of
deaths dimensions

I contemplate
the me
that everyone sees 

John WorldPeace
90/11/03
7:45 P.M.

 

After reading “God’s World” by Edna St. Vincent Millay

The earth
I love
I hold
so dear

I fade away
in Fall

and burst forth
in Spring

My spirit
holds fast to
my earthly
body

experiencing the
perfect beauty
of the Earth
season after All

Yet my self
if of finer
dust

So that I can never
be a part of
this real
Earth

John WorldPeace
90/11/03
7:56 P.M.

After reading “Afternoon on a Hill”
By Edna St. Vincent Millay

I hover
caressing flowers
in the sky blue
meadow light

I am
ten thousand
petals and
nectar and
perfume

I am
the bordering
cliffs and
clouds
and rain

I experience
the wind bending
grass in waves
of green
and yellow
green

I am the grass

I am the
breeze

I am the earth
I am me

My body lives
with its kind

in artificial
man made light

that shines
upon my
head

while my
mind  is
away

John WorldPeace
90/11/03
8:09 P.M.

 

 

After reading “Sorrow” by Edna St. Vincent Millay

What is sorrow
what is joy

Can there be pain
in a child’s
toy

All that is
has been before
and comes again

but nothing is careless
not even the
rain

Lighting claps
and thunder rolls
and sometimes
raindrops fall

But sooner or later
comes back the sun

and from the
tears of sorrow
comes the
Spring

John WorldPeace
90/11/04
9:26 A.M.

 

After reading “Tavern” by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Two gray eyes
of ancient days

did walk with
me in yesterday

I was new upon
the earth
and he
was an

ancient traveler
of light

Long journeys
did I take
with him

over the cow
meadows
of this plane

Just he and I
and forever sky

We journeyed long
never tiring

we walked of truth
and love and
understanding

Wisdom was
his essence

knowledge was
his love

and I just a boy
then held his
spirit close

and learned some
of what he knew
Many many days
have slowly
and quickly past

and I have now
journeyed home

In the fields and
meadows of another
place I have
returned to his
loving hands

John WorldPeace
90/11/05
11:18 P.M.

After reading “Ashes of Life”
by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Sometimes love
and sometimes not

Human love
it comes
it goes

and in its going
leaves its
empty pain

In my youth
I foresaw the pain
and issued children
without names

who in my hours
of greatest need

were always there
with the steadfast
unbroken love

of sons and daughters
for an empty father

John WorldPeace
90/11/05
11:30 P.M.

 

After reading “Kin to Sorrow”
by Edna St. Vincent Millay

I am not kin
to Sorrow but
she well knows
my name

How many times
has she visited
I can not say

I want to say
I knew her not

But that would
be untrue

Because I remember
well her enduring
presence

for years on end

When I traveled
the toilers’s road

and dreamed of
the Angel’s
Hell

John WorldPeace
90/11/05
11:37 P.M.

 

After reading “The Shroud”
by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Crimson clothes
I wear
of burgundy
blood

Only my brother
the cardinal likewise
clothes himself
in scarlet
red

My clothes cotton
his of feathers

my body heavy
his light

When the day
of death visits
his pompous crest

on some cold ground
he shall lay in
his shroud
of red

But I shall lay
cold and naked
in a box of natural wood
and galvanized nails

John WorldPeace
90/11/05
11:48 P.M.

 

Fuzzy white bunny
with pink inner
ears

and paisley egg
between your paws

Oh hind fest
you rest
forever offering
your cotton
egg

From your side
protrudes the key
to the song
that is your
soul

I wind your
mechanical box

and receive love
from your
musical notes

When my transient
days are done

You will surely linger
for a while

to sing your
only song

to the one I love

to my sweet
Kay

Then much later
for a while
you shall
give your
song

perhaps to some
now unborn
child

Your music
shall caress
all those who
twist
your
key

But my memory
shall be forever
locked inside
your harmonious
soul

My touch
unnoticed on
your key

John WorldPeace
90/11/12
08:19 A.M.

 

Large white sheets
billow from
Summer clothes
lines

Black clannish
crows come
to inspect

a sight
long passed
from modern
homesA few brief caws

and off they
go

but not before
they leave
their dirty
remark

John WorldPeace
90/11/12
08:37 A.M.

 

Roses and snow
in brilliant sun light

red yellow and white

Coals and ashes
the dark of night

Evergreen trees
and green awakening
Spring

Love and life
one day at a
time

breathing in
day

breathing out
night

The universal song
singing

John WorldPeace
90/11/18
05:15 A.M.

 

I sing an
ecstatic song

of life on earth
and Universal
knowing

I drink life up

I celebrate my
consciousness

I know God
and He is
All There Is

I merge into His
magnificence

I birth Universes
In His realm

He smiles
at my
exhilaration

I glorify
in His infinite
beauty

accepting his
unconditional
Love

John WorldPeace
90/11/18
05:50 A.M.

 

I thank you
poets of the
past

and writers
and speakers
of the present

for a special word
or catalytic phase

from which I spring
into the perfect
peace

I thank Nature
for the beauty
and the Universe
for the infinite
Heavens

for starts
and the magnificent
manifestations of starts

The word of
man and woman

The symbol of
Universal  nature

I thank you for your gifts

John WorldPeace
90/11/18
05:59 A.M.

I am a fool
on Heaven’s highway

where each step
is an intersection
of infinite

endless paths
in time and
space

I go
as my fancy
dictates

I know no fear
as I travel
the perfect
Universe

I go to places
they say Angels
fear to tread

I the Fool
curiously walk in

I exit with
a knowing
and an experience
of knowing

I am the
fearless Fool

I’ll travel
to my fancy’s
end

I’ll casually go
down the dark
halls that give
you pause

I exit the future
at every step
and tell
tales

of my travels

to the curious
and the fearful

and to the
apathetic masses

Who wait
on each side
of the door

John WorldPeace
90/11/18
06:15 A.M.

 

 

I watched
the hungry fire
read a book

It devoured
the unremarkable tome
pages by pages

turning each
black

then vaporizing
them

What a voracious
reader
the fire Its memory
must be total

for in the
reading

the pages
disappear

I write words
that I retrieve
from the intangible
space

and one day
all too soon
the fire
will return
them

to the place
from where
I borrowed
them

John WorldPeace
90/11/23
08:09 P.M.
The friendly fire
consumes the
past which
I feed it

I travel the endless
path day to day
leaving multitudes
of evidence
of where I’ve
been

Like a comet
I burn through
this life

with a tail
of useless following
trash

Which rots or
burns as fast
as I advance

And when my light
goes out
my tail of trash
will soon
follow

and I will truly be
no more

John WorldPeace
90/11/23
08:17 P.M.

 

 

The coo-coo clock
beats its tick tock
against the
silent morning
wall

The clock that was a gift
from the mother of
the adult child
whose life I
saved

The tick tock
is the symbolic
heartbeat

reminding me
of that life

I have a grandson
and four children
whose heartbeats
were birthed in
love

The coo-coo clock
beats its tick tock
against the
silent morning
wall

and I remember
the life I saved
and the ones
I began

John WorldPeace
90/11/25
06:45 A.M.

 

After reading “ I am an old horse”
by  my son Brian

I am an old horse
Trapped behind a new-old fence

I long for the freedom
of the range

yet out there
I am trapped
Inside my skin

My soul attached
within flesh and bone

I am also
trapped on this planet
and in this galaxy
and in this Universe

So it matters not
the fence

for I am always
trapped behind the
eyes through
which I see

Freedom is only a
matter of degree

And If I truly seek
freedom

I must close my
eyes and refuse
to dream

John WorldPeace
90/12/13
06:50 P.M.

 

 

The moonlight
sparkles the evening fog
into silver glitter

The silhouette trees
and rolling land
surround the
squabowl

I am the hunter
returning from
my deadly
vigil

I have stalked
death

I have sought to
separate body
and soul

Flesh kills flesh
so that souls may
meet

The sacred hunt
the mystical fog
the silvery moon
the sacred
journey home

The eire night
recalls my eternal
abode

The solitary planet
orbiting the burned
out sun

The giant canopy
of carved shell
protects the
artifacts
of my immortal
being

Journey long
journey long
I deftly move
from life to
Life

The year
four billion
542.035.001

by the days
of this planet
earth

The billions more
of years to come
before the collapse

before th

the
blink that
leaps me
into
another birthing Universe

Flow on
ancient wave
of infinite
time and space

flow on
flow on
flow on
and on

I am your rider
and God your maker

The time soon
comes in infinite
time when
I must report
face to face
again

To God

John WorldPeace
90/12/28
09:31 A.M.

 

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