photography dreams

photography dreams, photography dreams
I'm having photography dreams
the rain is shooting down
huge frogs, three in all
big and green, call one gigantic
one is just plain tall
standing on benches, we're all on two legs
seems a little high and close to the edge
I'm stepping back
my coat is drenched in red
from berries stirred in a big pot
of iron and black
laughing animals, first one
on a surface of wet stone
curled up in laughter, then two
not from a zoo
but from the wild in outback zone
seems fitting, could be
finally looking down
someone small tugging at me
the circus has arrived
I want to get this photo
more little people coming closer I see
then comes the shout
if you want to take pictures, take them now
I forget the flash for I snap in a hurry
in order to compose
I find somewhere to rest and bypass the flurry
ushering me from my seat
some circus performers must be off their feet
I do have this photo of an insect with great hair
I notice a large lifeless moth, as I make my way clear
from the area, the journey continues
to a circus like ride, seems so hot and so fast
screaming boys dive in alongside plump chickens while they cluck
making their way through a maze like contraption, for cooking
maybe used to pluck, zipping right then left
with no chance of getting stuck
another parallel scene has come into being
a child wants his picture taken for a younger me
activity is all encircling, confusion sets in
another small child diverts all attention away
from the main event of someone fleeing
the chase is on, stop thief
the race across the subway tracks
shouting officer, officer give up an ear
there he goes, right over there
he grabbed my camera bag
it all happened so fast and like it began
the race has become the past
I run him down, no place to turn
for him there's nowhere to run
for me it's all wide open fields
and now I know what this all means
as I still have my photography dreams

if Jesus wore a suit

religion is a part of life
for some
for many close
to death and touching no one
reaching past the present
which is BC
what if Jesus wore a suit?
would he have been nailed to a cross?
gone up in a forest full of trees
would his followers have been less or more?
could sacrifice come to the man in a suit?
with BMW but still no shoes
still feeling the earth
ascending higher
for the memory of Jesus
is one of the street person
not a crier in the bunch
walking among the common people
leading to one truth
judging when being so close to being judged
prayer and worship
prop up the liars
for they are but a lie
they worship the suit
and walk their lonely streets
with a ready hot iron

bang bang your head

bang bang your head
what it must be like
to like nothing
like nobody likes me
I know it's all of great importance
like what's close and free

bang bang this thread
come and look see
that never really existed, didn't for me
left only ruins of what never was
but how could you just be
just because
I need you to see, for myself
it's always about me
the imaginable for the taking
the waiting for giving
forgiving but faking

bang bang so red
maybe this maybe that
just maybe you're crazy
claim you're now so deep into peace
a childhood so hazy
not enough skinned knees
the protector was working
is what was believed
inviting the devil to do as he pleased
knowledge comes by falling, not
being propped on the lap of disease

bang bang you're fed
on and on go the days
more sadly than quickly
with eyes stitched so neatly
and face looking sickly, you see
to those that follow, I can tell it this way
my heart was wide open and I let in a stray
the rewards of time go to those who use it
I must take this road, experience
makes it easier to choose it
the beat has stopped, the music ended
life has speeded, my head can be mended
later, it's much later
so we tend to our thoughts
with all the world around us
seeking what’s sought
again the sun rises, it's a new day

bang bang
go away

bluebird

blue chases yellow
out of the tree 
bluebird bluebird 
sing for me
bluebird bluebird
why no song?
bluebird bluebird
been so long
blue was orange
middle of the day
bluebird bluebird
what do you say?
bluebird bluebird
aren't you glad
bluebird bluebird
why so sad?
blue wasn't blue
when I came along
bluebird bluebird
where have you gone?