Monday, May 11, 2015

Fill

Fill
by dan ankers

Fill the days with meaning
oh sometimes I think I’m dreaming
of this life I keep reliving
Can’t wait another minute
Oh look there I just did it
Just like the other time
I’m losing my mind
I guess it’s fun if you go with it

Sunday, May 10, 2015

The Lake

The Lake by dan ankers There is a lake where autumn finds its name The crunch of colors underfoot reclaims the earth for Winter’s reign And a cabin where she and I do lay Where we will always be She and I, forever to a day The seasons will roll over us there Tocks, eternal Till we can meet again Forever under an autumn moon As the soon slumbering earth lays down her rows of beds for every living creature there in tocks, eternal for every living autumnal thing

Wednesday, May 6, 2015

Mike

Mike
by dan ankers

Hardest working guy I know
Remember legos, now you know
This guy is here to build it’s true
He loves to play and pick from parts
he loves the minute smaller arts
He’s intricate and wound real tight
He loves to push through; work at night
He’s not afraid; he’d rather prosper
He won’t be told, he’s just another
man
My brother Mike breaks through
Every Fucking time
With the Genius Power of his
Czwalina/Ankers complex mind
He is my hero and I love him with my heart
remember all the times when
he was building
I was breaking something
Out in the woods
I cared not for
the type
or the color of the thing that I smashed
so long as the
explosions of glass
were vast and I didn't end up in a cast
while Mike was somewhere building, always building
with a million nails, perilous nails
I was off somewhere next to the river
just torturing snails
I love that guy with a hand that pours forth like wine
he is so fucking funny, he makes us both laugh every time
It’s as if God said, I want to make two dudes, who are nothing like each other and put them both in a room and then boom
lets just see what they could do
I barely approve

The Scorpion Princess

The Scorpion Princess
by dan ankers

She is the Sheriff. She is bad.
The is the one who makes the rules along the land.
No room for cowards, or kiss-ups.
You’re either rolling with her or you're done.
Her sting is magic
Simply majestic
When the unjust claim the land they are arrested
tested and tried
fools pushed outside
not with our tribe
not with our vibe.
Not at all.

Yes the Princess is just the best in all the world.
Vision, you go global, you go total
total empathy
Though she’s got venom
she’s got the cure for your disease
rich beyond your means
give to the clouds
get on your knees
and she is humble
right there with the rest of them folk
she is the egg and she is the yolk
she done spoke
let the little boy
have a coat
There’s too much suffering
He should be slumbering
Next to his mother
safe and warm

She is the peace; yet she is the storm
let no man or woman passs who wishes to take a piece of food from a baby’s mouth
She is the wrath of every mother
she is the lover of every man
she represents, that which has been sanctified by god
and she will
rule over
that hallowed land

From the bottom of

From the Bottom of
by dan ankers

From the bottom of my moss covered mind
there is a lever if you’re clever enough to find
or persistent with a bit of dumb luck and inspiration
either way there lies the very thing in question
Yank it swiftly and the results will be nifty
It catches a tad so you have gotta really try
but when the job is done, will be a thing to catch your eye
I come undone
truth is I simply love the feeling
Long ago my natural state was this, so wild and so freewheeling
But long since then I found another orientation
With wisdom came a different kind of peace-keeping inclination
I throw the apple cart, though, still whenever I can
I tell the king he’s dead and every righteous man
Soon hears the truth we all see but few can
for sake of responsibility, inform that prideful man
His smug approval of his own shady ongoings
is self approved
And he smugly senses then that every fool is fooled
He must be so clever then
The cleverest of all dudes.

So please come pull my lever
Dare and let me out
And for a little while
the fools will hear me shout
Then I’ll be stuffed back in the cookie cutter’s mouth
With such sweet madness
and yes abandon
I support my habit poorly
But it must be done
from time to time
I can’t abort it
So get me goin’
Must be done
Until I drop
With sweet abandon
and great sadness
Recycled madness
Recycled madness

And with great sadness
Recycled madness
Repeated sadness

Monday, May 4, 2015

There was once a river so vast.

There was once a river so vast.
by Dan Ankers


There was once a kind of 
restaurant. What kind of river did I deliver?
I left my wallet on
to sing this pilot song
could it be a rose or 
did I deliver?
do I care
I'm crying
only shame
You guess my name

The Greatest

The Greatest
by dan ankers


Mayweather is a great fighter, we watched him grow up before our very eyes
However, Ali is and was and always will be THE GREATEST, we watched him ascend into the skies
Ali is a new Legend, like Apollo or Dionysus,
and when he perishes
the whole world shall know
that he

Was nothing like Us
Yet he stood by us
And cared for us
Achingly, Truly within his heart
for he did not for one minute want
to fight in a war that he did not start

Saturday, May 2, 2015

The Unclouded Mind

The Unclouded Mind
by dan ankers

The unclouded mind needs a hand
with the stress of this life on this land
like the tip of the knife, where we
stand
Forward now
Further into infinity
Where stars resemble dreams
each one a piece of me
Feeling every stitch of the moment
passing by
am I a
button-eyed wonder
a toy of infinity
lost in this moment of need
as
I prostrate myself
and I plead for divinity, only
having to settle for this cattle-like
profanity
called
me
I
Don another cloak and close the window
it’s too cold outside
and now
I am starting to cry