douglas brent smith

a conflict-free person does not destroy knowing she will always rather remain whole knowing she offers a pathway to peace -- douglas brent smith

deep in the night all the joy here beside you feeling our spirits rise and converge deep in the night with the dance of holding folding our arms and our hearts as one deep in the night our darkness behind us the new secrets find us full and alive deep in the night as i turn to kiss you your eyes shine those signs of friendship and love. -- douglas brent smith  

always at the right moment you know a smile, a touch, a spontaneous poem and all the lights now happy midnight bright joys come soaring from you to me as we fly wing on wing with our promise of love our tender desire our strength of growing now and until all the candles  flicker out i will hold this flame with you. -- douglas brent smith  

 flame fast upon the styro foam underbelly of the rapidly freezing uncooperative ozone      (don't let it rain daddy) the initial waves hurt only a few misguided wild winking creatures grazing mesmerized by the new sun by the endless summer by the quick     (what about the cat daddy?) some say the continents shifted tectonic shifts wrecking slumber impact by the billions or so psychogestalt screams of urgently weeping innocents     (how much water do we have daddy?) the parthenon stood the eiffel blinked hancock shuddered general motors flinched but all carefully in place unharmed unscarred     (daddy what's wrong?) noah gasped christ wept and music cloned recklessly moaned recognizable melodies endgame moved into place bartered out castled and kinged winged flashing vacancy vacancy...vacancy...     (oh daddy it hurts) mimes muttered clowns frowned the  whole broken circus city state tumbled down cavernous cravings mist hot twisted vacancy sensate symbiotic ruptures seven drago

some folks have no business inside an automobile they drive like crazy demons flaming nuts behind the wheel they brake too soon and turn too late to tease the highway horror fate and one day after nine to five they'll crush another once alive a crash at eighty painfully let's hope it's neither you or me. -- douglas brent smith  

oh the adventure of each evening easing softly into your arms feeling gently the warmth you offer the touch and kiss of loving the cool sweet comfort of trusting openly (such open) wings taking flight soaring with splendor in bliss- filled union oh the pleasure of each passion easing softly into you. -- douglas brent smith  

quickly spent all my money at a bar on paradise lane slipping jacks and kings to Fack drinking gin to ease the pain a redhead at the jukebox tossed a glance and smile at me but my libido was incognito and my head was out to sea four sheets to the wind dreaming other people's sins and counting on my quarters all the places that i'd been my hat's my only date tonight my buddy's got the bucks i've got a sweetheart in Chicago who i'm counting on for luck but it's long past midnight and i'm officially flagged drinking shots and eating slices of that cheese tomato pie. -- douglas brent smith

she went to college to earn her degree but midway thru was convinced to run free  some search from within for better results landed her awkwardly inside a cult now she's selling flowers to the cars at the light her parents convinced that her choice wasn't right like a zombie stone-faced tied to the cause the mission requires she side-step the law there must be a dozen or more deep inside armed and well drilled they are ready to fight the blockade does not even phase them a bit they shout to the masses that they will never quit two dozen people on one long lost trip grappling for reason and feeling it slip outgunned and outnumbered they were all apprehended the planned revolution was thoroughly ended. -- douglas brent smith

brick by brick the hard high wall around me began to fall with music so soft only intimate ears could hear when with that wonderful tenderness so overflowing in you you touched my aching concrete cynicism and kissed my world weary mind into dreams of singing laughs of growing and joys of being alive like each bare brick of that wall you slowly, oh so carefully dismounted the doubts freed the fears and with quiet little steps entered my heart in a halo of rebirth revealing that there were once two loves in my crowded carefully plotted closed-hearted life: my rusted roaming van and my faithful guitar and now as sunrise welcomes Spring as living brings new growth i joyfully see three. -- douglas brent smith  

(pretty little almond eyes sleeping next to me breathing such sweet loving sighs questionless and free pretty little almond eyes snuggle close to me) with unexpected joy i find you with your welcoming radiance a once illusive happiness floods into my soul reckless and free a thousand wild laughing tingles glowing from the flow of days with you and nights with you and secrets we both know (high brown eyes h.b.e. waking next to me whispering about your dreams such sweet certainty pretty little almond eyes share this world with me.) -- douglas brent smith  

sunlight shimmers in her eyes her breasts dance with each tiny breath whispering my name -- doug smith  

if you catch me counting stars some night when i should be gazing into your eyes or if a tear drop forms when we should be  celebrating chalk it up to mystery or a muse chasing escaping vibrations but never blame your self and never doubt our love. -- douglas brent smith  

someone found sparkly yellow stuff, indifferent deep in the ground wet in pebbles too thick to drink too heavy for wheels small quantities scattered "let's make it money" they said "because it's so pretty..." now everybody wants what was  in fort knox as if every heavy clunk of gold held a genie inside with three wishes for riches and what do you  do with them but  wish for more gold -- douglas brent smith  

can you still feel my cords? she said often after the heat had subsided and we were nearing sleep at first i said yes, even though i had no idea where they were or if they still were but like so many other lessons from you i learned after learning every square lovely inch of your warm body where your chords were cords there were other chords, also: lines from your soul to mine gullible at your will veins mixing sunbursts with rain notes from my guitar, chords calling your name after long walks with puppy dog after altercations over where each or both of us would live (tell me) can you still feel my chords a thousand miles away? -- douglas brent smith  

don't tense up on me now, all of my cards are marked scarred from handling bent at the edges i'm playing several suits at once none a perfect fit no aces up my sleeve don't quit don't leave read them and grieve i'm weary of your silence duplicity dulling our electricity whispers like screaming read your hand plead your hand bid or pass i'm faster than you think holding my queen of hearts with a secret message better play your hand and hurry now before the queen finds her jack and there's no turning back. -- douglas brent smith 

if i were a hippopotamus i'd never wear a suit because one would never fit be chic or even cute if i were a hippopotamus apart from where the rest go sitting alone in my hippo home i'd chat on the phone with Ionesco. --- douglas brent smith  

somewhere a special lady speaks my name smiling and remembering some soft magic moments that turned the world on wheels to a happy tune while someplace here this dreamer thinks of her grinning that glorious grin weaving that wonderful touch into a golden design of unmistakable beauty and caring. -- douglas brent smith  

in the distance far beyond my reach sits a curious quizzical lady reflecting on near misses and wet kisses and tardy attempts to connect beat shaded under-rated near-miss exchanges sharing these changes as time slips from us while clouds, rain, thunder sweeps over keeping distances prim far turns trim blinking in the flash thinking we cannot know how to go now to hear one of our voices sing what only wisdom brings there's time enough for knowing. -- douglas brent smith  

all of her goldfish died she bought one each day at the exotic pet shop filled with fish who eat fish she put the stranger in a bowl watched it swim around went to class came back finding the fish floating motionless at the top dead each day so she gave up fish for plants placed in her window they reached for the sun gracefully willing and as if pulled madly trembled, withered, wandered toward death as if strangled by some invisible plant canceler oblivious to all this she grasped my trusting hand and led me to her dormitory bed and in the morning wondered why i hadn't died. -- douglas brent smith 

my tongue once tense relaxes prodding a voice grown resonant when seeking to impress you standing there hiding from my nuance from those hints of what might be for you and me a new way of singing reveal yourself your will your firm resolve not tempted beyond but pulled from within go ahead and hide yourself those firm breasts those long legs those changeable strange eyes those deeply thought sighs save it, turn away, i do not care any more my wooden voice speaks perfect platitudes of logic aloof alone independent calm even though if your no became oh...yes we could discover what our tongues do best. -- douglas brent smith