douglas brent smith

in the land of collage the parts of the whole are not merely parts of the whole touching convincingly embracing connection they ARE the whole picture functioning as one.                                        the vision                                        amounts                                        to                                        everything. -- douglas brent smith

sleepless resting scattered flecks, invisible wisdom floating sending encoded messages in slumberland tones nearly imperceptable the white noise of unknown visitors walking as ghosts spirits in disguise inside pulsing faces in the mist in the midst of eval or a ion... -- douglas brent smith   

she watched me repeatedly cutting random pictures from stacks of magazines, old books, catalogues, yearbooks, newspapers, and never questioned why and gave secret smiles and all was right whatever else we've done you did make it more fun. -- douglas brent smith The Green Kiss of Departure - collage by douglas brent smith  

maybe the cosmic scheme of things looks like a jigsaw puzzle to you because you have a box full of missing pieces but they could easily have been found falling from another puzzle and together (if you can picture this) could be. -- douglas brent smith  

  she sits writing notations thoughts reflections in her journal and i am filled with stillness she is really here and happy quietly unassuming as traffic on parkway pours by with a steady flow and she goes on radiant, content, perfect. -- douglas brent smith

  small wrinkles you get from sleeping on one side when you are young they fade away and later on they are here to stay. -- douglas brent smith

stealing's a way of life in the city if you've got it hold on someone else wants it and will take it looking or not you'll lose it classic redistribution of property (not Marx but marks) here and gone drug money means no limits no fear no more here here and hey robin hood you ain't, and neither am i rockefeller fella. -- douglas brent smith, May 1978 

seriously she said do you know that some people are so poor they have to watch black and white TV? as if evidence enough of suffering and i replied (later to the clown who stretched my hoops to balance the laughs) hell there are people who would  eat a black and white TV if they had one. -- douglas brent smith, 1978  

  we split totally quit                         took off took a cab went                         to lunch detours paramours (here no more)                         we're gone (so long) other places golden traces burned by the self-appointed authoritative church                         (who's church not mayan) snuck off cleared out no trumpets shout no plain fair                         (fairly drawn                         we're gone) take it, embrace it, grab your maze crazy whites tonight's our flight                         (alright a flash                         no  sight) cashed in, to the wind where we've been will not be where we'll be see? -- douglas brent smith

night visions deep flights dark nights lit thru flickers flights of flame refections of flowing and knowing the change futures far ahead revealing brisk touches from today this moment alive this moment here, grasping those finger tip stars like diamonds, long brilliant lasting longer long longed for here at  last. -- douglas brent smith  

a dramatist's conflict pivots in place when peace is achieved and there is no drama it is conflict to the form but! is this true? or only ego driven desire for more attention brought by the tension that drama brings with the world unresting drama keeps testing. -- douglas brent smith  

  the universal circle o ends where it begins o bends not breaking defined by the space inside equal in pressure and flow o to the space outside o laughing Buddha did know o sweet Jesus did know o nameless eternity do you know peace lives here o when you know. -- 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

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