All The Animals Come Out At Night

These are selections from my second Poetry book, ALL THE ANIMALS COME OUT AT NIGHT.

They're poems about traveling through Texas, and some other states, where ever my feet were taking me at the time. It was originally going to be called The Gospel of West Texas, but it grew to encompass more than just Texas.  There's around 60 poems in this gem.

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Here are a few samples

1

Chapters open unabated

My cast of character

Lie prostrated before my memory

Remember me – remember me-

Well and warm. Long skirted

And frumpy. Shave the head

And enter devotion-parking lot

Scene of a few firsts- we call

For living – we call for life

Suspicious cigarettes light up like

Lollipops – I’m bad and turning

Over-done-bending straight lines

Open 180• slip into a stream-

Smooth molecules flowing-

This is my meditation –

Open face sandwich

 

2

Santa fe – iron saint of the

Southwest – high altitudes and

Heavy chests – nine saints hurtling

Themselves in the American openness

Heev-ho!

Talking with mountains – shotguns-

Art kids drug kids borders are meaning

Less except to appropriate taxes

Selahdor’s name be backlit!

A monster growl – that battle with

A dry native attacking with wind and dust

The largest skies I’ve ever seen

Transcendental meditating – amazing

Poets live everywhere- and some have

Feathers and fly through the air

 

6

God has blessed me

With an untouched canvas

Light on one side

Dark on the other

Warm and cool

Textured with cacti

Stitched with sounds of coyotes

A self portrait of the matching constellations on my arms

Crumb trails out of the rabbit hole

Back to my origins

Venus passes under the moon

The stars stand in approval

I exist where I want

Exercise the cosmic loophole

8

Prophets on the subways-sages with thumb extended on the side of the road- a new generation of road hungry troubadors – we’re still restless – still full of love-still full of God-distilled and learning to be-still-eyes wide open to the experiences of theis world-pilgrims only passing through-sleeping bags-busspass-plane ticket-holes wearing through in our shoes-bicycles stolen-gave our last dollar away-perform for sandwiches a good story and a smile-journals-lungs we capture the world with- to injest inour system and filter back out from our fringes to pen-false starts-engine cranked-radiators need more water-always uncomfortable-never blending in- we grow beards to lose the self-and shave tofind again-beyond language-only open arms for acceptance-scribbled on napkins-leaves-backs of pictures-on library cards-no more future-onl a constant now- the beautiful eternal instant in which we all live and are connected by – we carry out our plight-our great commission-the dharma of love-make a meal-send a card-smile-say hello-say I Love You-a kiss on the lips equates to the truth of Golden Rings-transcribe the urgency of the heartbeat-never stopping-the shell falls-our spirits keep moving-born of fire wombs-cosmic silence-a part of everything and apart from nothing-remaking language-remaking money-being remade by Love-.

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