We are all waking up

We are all waking up

by dan ankers

We are all waking up

but it comes in waves

and it comes in stages

as we leave these caves

Great things were said

but then misread

when the man saw only

the mark of his times

Such a great flaw

after all

Be good is the message in the cave

Treat your man or woman well

and abundantly love your neighbor

This is not a labor

This is pleasure

We

Let us work on this Earth together

Let us love

Let us dance

Let us sing

Being human is not

and it never was

Such a complicated

thing

Babies on a river

Babies on a river

by dan ankers

we are all dreaming

waves of every types of castles

overtake and overtook us

it’s too late to scream

so we mean to get back to

that frozen

silent moment when

we dream

Thinking as if I were a god

yes all the power would be mine and I would use it to make everyone happy

and that's it

life would be a dream

of desires

people could fool around as they wished

and then still find themselves whole

and they do

in some ways

some things would hurt them or not be as they hoped

and they would learn

in time

to appreciate

things that are

indescribably perfect

like hugs

from your children

Things that can't be deceitfully wrought

If there is a god

That's who it is

Life is a puzzle

Life is a puzzle

by dan ankers

Life is much a perceptual puzzle

which one must pull together

though ones pieces are scattered all across the starry heavens

If you dare and If you're clever or can find a friend or two who'll

guide you, you may come to comprehend,

just what it is, this

very world

and

in what winding ways

will

wend

to

this

very

end.

The beginning to knowledge

The beginning to knowledge

by dan ankers

At first, all that I could know was that I did not know

And If I did not know that, then I was a fool

But alas, in time I learned to go slow

And see myself as I was

As a pauper-ish soul

But a man who has nothing

Has all the world to gain

and

I saw then what I lacked

And I set out for those things

And in time as I replaced the chinks in my armour

With Fillings Refined

I started knowing more

And my perceptions climbed

As I learned what I knew

I also saw more of what I knew naught

And in grasping this truth

A precious wisdom was caught

And my panic to know

Became a lesser desire

And was balanced out

By an almost holy fire

And I expressed myself anew

In an indescribable way

A sort of balance between the eternal

And the lists of knowable things

And still my desire to learn

Grows as it rages within me, every day

But with that also comes

A desire to be free

A yearning to strive

Coupled with this newfound sense of peace

A dabbling of the student here

And a great helping of the wide-eyed child

A willingness to want it all

And a wanderlust to run wild

To ogle this crazy world

Like a hormonal boy, to a pretty young girl

In short,

I learned that it was okay

to be me,

every day

Even though I have not yet seen my destiny

Or really truly learned one single thing

And though I may die that way

At the least, I can honestly declare

That living for the moment

And desiring for the best

In no way inhibits the living heart

Which beats inside my chest

and

In no way destroys the peace

Which is harbored within my lucid mind

And for that I can say that I am exponentially blessed

On this day

At this current place in time

She and I

She and I

by dan ankers

Our narcissisms met

first

before our real selves did

And

we were off; that was it

but

we were still two kids

playing house

We should have known

In fact we did know

however

being in fake love is such a

pleasure

And perhaps something of substance

could

grow between us in

time?

And given the right circumstances

it

might have gone that way

In time

I have seen that happen once or

twice

and it is such a beautiful thing to

behold

From the ashes of one infantile thing

grows

two individuals made of gold

who

give their values, each to one another

and

capture adult life,

planting

some fine flowers on earth together;

amazingly avoiding strife

Just how those folks do it

I may never know

but until then

upon this fate, my planet

I can but live and grow

Help Sombody

Help Somebody

by dan ankers

We all know a person whose life has gone astray

not by their own fault, but by the will of “hey, who knows?”

That’s just the way it goes

One day you’re on the top, and one day you’re down below

But what you can do

And of this I am assured

within my heart and in my

mind

Is that you should help somebody who needs it, because you’ll never know

When it will be You who is asking, pleading

while still trying your hardest

Not asking for a handout

just desperately wanting

That sound, I’ve heard, is haunting

to need and not be helped

that silent, private yelp!

So aid someone who deserves it, today

and by your will

and love

make the world a better place

and

by action and by passion

fill this earth with gentle grace

because it’s never been by hoping

although that has always been a part

it has always been through action

that true good has been performed

so let’s get this movement moving

and let’s get these good things

started

This planet sure is needy

of the gentle and strong-hearted

All out Restraint

as an action inaction is pure

as a positivereaction overacting is the cure

but now I’m south and I’m not sure and I’m not sure

as common sense goes I’m not dense and I’m not so sure anymore

I guess the death I get’s the best I get some more

so I tour and I pour and I Swore there wouldn’t  be anymore angry aliens caught up in the victim’s skin whacked bevolvalias is that water we missed and I drank the kikkers kin

There is

I Guess This One Should Be Pretty

I Guess This One Should Be Pretty

by dan ankers

Over her soft shoulder shrugs

a mountain of sugar and waves of cocaine

In pleasure centers triggered

Relays the Blue Moon

This woman blonde and cold blue stare

No crown in her touch

and no substance to her glare

as if she

borrowed this beleaguered body

From a time

down there

She wriggles and laughs

and

asks for a match

Inhales the sulphur

and

smoke along with the ash

and she arches her hips,

watching infinity lapse

And we dare

to befriend the moon here

where time stretches vast

like a coyote’s wail

late, cold and high

in the cutting room sky

And the part gets left out

where you saw yourself cry

in the morning-time-mirror

one more time, the mascara

one last time

the bold eye

In a Marsh

In a Marsh

by dan ankers

The air has blown through here before

and it will stir this earth and these reeds

for thousands of years more

Circuitously, the wind is

puffing the hair on the back of my head

as it has often wended its ways past many

natural spreads

Those are the best of the bog

As the bullfrog sings

feeling high on the hog

He is the king

and

I can hear the crickets chirp

What a great symphony

This din to me

would only be

unbearable

if not for the

bullfrog's

magnificent work

adding to correct

to put some bass

against that chirp