Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Hedged

Hedged
by dan ankers


Hedged in
I’m wedged in
but I make it through the best
Yes, the best that I can
Beneath labored duress
I find so much stress
and it turns into strength
Of which, I have got spare tanks

Only, these full tanks of essences cannot be seen
unless you have eyes
for the light that is green

I see them in homes
these folks through their windows
shadows and echoes
of their own pasts and other people’s enviable lives
Always waiting
Yes, they are always waiting
for the now to ignite
Never
suspecting
or perhaps, shunting those thoughts aside
that only from within
does such light provide
and never without fighting
the terrible ghouls which guard it
The first of which clung to us all
when we were thrown so rudely from the garden
The first of all fears
which was created when we were expelled from our mothers wombs,
and brought first, to mind, visions of goblins and tombs.

Or whatever passes for that, when you are an infant lying down for a nap.
With all of those eerie eyes, peering across the black, which never seem to blink
or smile back.

So break through, I shall
And break out, I can
Because I cannot be stopped now
by myself, nor a woman
or a man.

Yes, Even in death, I will find new breath
Here in life, I am inspired by things yet unseen
Planting such seeds;
replicating what’s green
Of the type, which never decay.

Sunday, January 25, 2015

The Fire's Edge

The Fire’s Edge
by dan ankers


Into the path; be brave
Like a serpent of flame

Wending through; a servant of time
On a precipice with unsteady footing

Courting disaster, at every lopsided
wane

I’ll behave

To left of me; Freedom
To the right of me; Enslaved

Immolation; this life through persecution
Or to skip the test and flee past
the master’s gate

I go my feet are straddling
twice tomorrow

Though, by only one, will freedom
gain

Thursday, January 22, 2015

Because a new one

Because a new one
by dan ankers

With my singular type of flow, I hustle and go;
do not respond to those who overshadow
Because ‘shadow’ is the word for demons, horses, and dogs
And the last time I checked, I was not so categorically flawed
So hear me now, this is me, triumphing over myself and no other
As the forces of this world, stare and tempt me to stutter
Yea though I walk through the valley of self destruction
I take a detour every time, at the junction of impeccable function
Ok
There are missteps and there are flaws to my halls
but those who live here
are only human
after all

Sunday, January 18, 2015

The day will come

The day will come by dan ankers When will the day come when we will all walk in the sun? When the lies we all tell ourselves will be outshined by the light And the darkness of our shadowselves will be mere playthings, in moonlight Memories of former selves long left behind in adolescence Many gone but few remaining still retaining precious lessons And the coldness and the darkness of the old world will retain, only fragments of its formerly shameful glory upon this earth, here and there a trifling stain Though this world we’d barely recognize we’ll all feel it in our collective hearts and when it comes by one-fine-day it will be as it always was that way, all along and the world will only scratch its head to remember, what has gone and we will go on with a whistle and a tune with the sweetness of its song.

Friday, January 9, 2015

Take a Chance

Take a Chance
by dan ankers


To impress someone
with your message
that’s loud and clear, just how you spoke it
all you have to do is let it out
and that’s really...
what this crazy fuckin world is all about
Some people
just wanna watch
they try to keep their hands clean
don’t even touch
don’t leave a message
don’t leave a mark
eatin’ up this crazy world
just like a shark
not Cleopatra
she’s wearin’ make-up
Leaving impressions
upon the world
she’s supportive
and aggressive
about the good things
that burn inside
It’s not a game
This is the time
This is the season
What’s on your mind
We gonna start this new year in doubt?

Or are we gonna
turn this
motha fucka
out?

Thursday, January 8, 2015

Someday

Someday
by dan
for Syd


Someday, the star I see above your head and in your eyes
will match the glow of cameras all around your smiles
as you walk onto the carpet
you dramatic rose, aflame
I’m so glad I found you
You are special

People like you
are rarer
than earth-like planets in the cosmos
Goldilocks
is what they’re called
and so your face is framed
Golden Locks and all;
Special and unique
There is no need to classify
Adoration is what you seek

Go ahead and find it out there,
because I know that you’re deserving
Just don’t get lost along the way
and know your family loves you
Remember all the hugs you
Got
So good and lovely
Your face is meant for better things
but remember not to stray
There are so many great things right here at home
that will never go away

Like the sisters you have got
and your brother too
Plus your momma loves you a lot
She’d move the world for you

So when you’re big and under lights
and all guys want to date you
just remember those who loved you
those who’d not forsake you
remember all the tears you’ve shed
the sisterly fights you’ve had

The loving arms that have held you
like those of your dad
We all do love you truly
we really do
And, why am I telling you all of this?
Because Sydni, I do
TOO!

Tuesday, January 6, 2015

Others may miss

Others may miss
by dan ankers

There are secret castles;
secret beaches
Hideaways, for secret creatures
that necessity has simply deleted
from our conscious minds
The beast of
Progress has fully imprinted
it’s ugly patterns
upon our times,
jarring us all from the lofty jeweled-perches
we once climbed,
and marring our once perfect
faces
with its grime

I barely know of these beings, myself
Save for once, when I’d got lost
and I found myself among them
face down in calming sand

When I awoke
there was a party
going full-swing, all around me
and Someone handed me a glass of something sweet and said
Enjoy

He...at least I think it was a he
was taller than a mid-sized tree
but he? was dainty and polite, all the same
He? had a name, too difficult for pronouncing
and there was wisdom in his eyes, unrelenting
but not one ounce
of a condescension
often seen in human beings
when they know things
unrevealed

These ancient creatures
I once met
they held no malice, nor contempt
and that is why
I’ve missed them
ever since

And sadly
it is for that reason
they were abolished
from our dominion

For progress
holds no place
for feelings or random
thoughts

It is a race,
and the least of all in beauty
so often succeeds

But these beings
they were perfect
Both in their uniqueness
and in their grasps of others
worth-ness

And it strains me to this day
to find out why
We cast them out of hell

For that is where we are now, truly
decked out in all our worthless
jewelry
Mere rags and bits of evil given meaning

Not at all,
like our long ago condition

Monday, January 5, 2015

Quencing the wrenching thirst

Quenching the wrenching thirst dan ankers I got lost somewhere around the middle I was caught; despairing Second fiddle While I walked around Lost within my mind While others watched (a world apart) Around the borders Loneliness and disillusionment were in place; That mask of order And as I carried yet my dreams and collected them within a protective sheath Made out of hope The sheriff of that desert town found no relief The wild wild west of oneself is not a place to find peace. As I strode, my horse beside me because his face said, “Sir, Please don’t ride me” Found myself among cacti and the wolves And as the moon It did climb and it approached the morning time And at first light my horse did change his tune His neighing begged we both take flight and so we chased the rays of light that led us both to much stranger places And past the borders of the mind where lies a maddness; another kind I found myself refreshed and too, my mare This new world was full of trains and wizards magic phones and talking lizards but the freedom there looked good to me And my horse did lay down to pasture There was me My only master Without so much as a God to hold me back And now I walk and now I’m free My horse long gone or was he me? And was I just pretending to be chained? Well I guess I’ll never know Battles come and battles go but only through the wind may we be affirmed Until such time as we are one We must still face the setting sun and the darkness deep within shall call us back But every time we heed its dark seduction we’re learning more things overall and I guess that has to be good enough for me Because no pipe dream is there to please me Never was apparently see the trick of night is abuse through second hand illumination Now, I am freely pondering wavelengths Palpable and nobly wrought I am now the worm who’s never caught I guess the lesson overall is always heed your horse’s call and when the time comes get on its back and ride Take your time but take your chances Don’t miss out on good romances and above all else for god’s sake lose your mind

Fighter

Fighter
by dan ankers
for Missy Holloway

Chuck Norris
and the mythical Bruce Lee
were both bad-asses
but they were nothing like me
Those two men were not even
made from the same raw substances
as I am

My life has been shaped by events
which would induce
the vicious Honey Badger
to relinquish its claws
and forgo its quarreling ways
and to pursue a gentler path in life
(Perhaps by writing poems
or
selling hot dogs?)

And the stuff of my mind is as durable
and as multi-faceted
as a diamond in all its glory
and
yet it can be infinitely pliable as well
and travel without so much as a struggle
through the
waking eye of any needle

As for my body;
you may destroy me
However, you will never truly defeat me
In my struggle
and your folly
you will only complete me

Because
No one may undo
that which has been fought for
and claimed
through both the fires of hell on earth
and the icy pangs of aloneness

So do your worst to me
and
I will be back
to fight another day

And soon

it will be your turn

to yearn

Before long
it will be your day
To Burn

And, spiritually enlightened warrior that i am
I do not wish for that
on any woman
or any man