from PATTAYA TRADER 111 (B)

FIND-UNDER-MY-OCEAN-CARRIER-
A-SURELY-DARKSOME-DOLPHINED-SEA
The endless blackless of life's sea
I seem to plow-through, magically.
A ghostly poet on a pirated galleon,
dark yes dark the sea I sail upon.

The moon's a gold-coin in the sky.
Wind-blowing-breath of dragons in my sails.
Dark dolphins just appear to me as sharks
and merpeople as demons with-snaking-fish-tails.

OURS-IS-AN-IMAGE-MIRRORING-WORLD
Find life is a looking-glass
through which all beauty has to pass.
A beauty with which we all obsess
in our need, the world, to impress.
We can't all be Dorian Gray,
but it would be good just for a day.

TO-THE-NOW-LIGHTED-UP-SEA-
DEATH-CALMED
To go out on a ship
that's a burning pyre.
A Viking pirate ship
that is set afire
when my days are done.
Go out as sets-a-rose-flower-sun.

Yes to go out on a ship
that's a burning pyre.
A pirate Viking ship
that is set afire
with daisy-eyed-yellow-flame
as downs the rose-red sun again.

INTO-GLAZY-EYED-PARADISE-
TOGETHER-WE-PASS-GIRL
The sun on the pillows
it is we two pass
through each other's eyes
as through a looking-glass.

The dog sees the rabbits,
the rabbits run fast.
We fade like Alice
as through a looking-glass.

SURELY-IS-A-BABY-SHAMBLES
"It's a meat-market" they cry,
"it's an old-York-City's-Shambles,
as onto a-London-Town's-well-lit-catwalk
a dizzy Bambi model ambles.

LIBERTINE
Liberty-is-not-to-infringe,
though-one-is-free-to-binge.

A-LOTUS-POND-LADDA
Ladda of the lotus-pond
grooms herself for whom she's fond.
What a splendid catch is she
and such a handsome fisher he.

Combs she her dark naga hair,
her eyes a sad but thoughtful pair.
Ladda's one and only wish:
to be whole woman, not downward fish.