Become...

...who hav we
so small iz tyme, to just b
Breathe and sip Natures awe
Once wuz so innate
Now serves much debate
Shood we, could we, do we-hav tyme
Wait and push off-so sublime
So short, lost and wasteful
Movin fast, forgettin grateful
Fillz us full, full o' soul
Moments deep, translucent, evin whole
Simpl az quiet----stirs wut iz missed
Volvo, ipod, dsl----are we blissed
Always tryin t' fill t' void
Some get it, some do not
Will they ever, giv em a shot
Start em yung, skip t' toyz
Handz in dirt, heart in breath, no decoyz
Why r ya doin wut yer doin
Feed it, Live it, i mean change it
Equal amongst all, time is and it iz acruin
Help yerself, help them and who we all...
...Become

Wanted...

...to know, if u knew
Much like grain o' sand, over menee decades
Eventually, we will b rolled apart
Until such, constant polish in Lifes current
May our roots between, run deep az Alfalfa and far az Aspen
Winds will blow, even make us weep
Standing tall az Sequoia, never crackin
Wut iz fer yer one to feel
Iz they r, the ownlee one
May her spirit run wyld
Whilst yers iz always...
...Wanted

Now happinz...

...with or without consent
Happinz all round, r, u content
Littl thingz count, do wut matterz
Littl thingz aggrevate, do wut ya hav t'
Past and future, gone and never yet
Now, this breath and that light
Focus, here, iz wut t' get
How t' balance desire and dream
Who iz t' say wut iz balance
Each can ownlee decide, try
Frustrate, oh it can thee
Sand and rippl, mountain and tsunami
No choice fer them, just t' b az they r, no mind
Give or take, live or die, fortune or struggl
Here iz now, take a bow, drop t' juggl
Hope and chance, yer one, will understand
Possiblee give space or take lead, evin lend hand
Whyl awake or sleep, sleep or awake...
...Now happinz

Had no idea...

...this day, wuz hiz breath of last
Sky full o' grey and drizzl, much lyke six past
Sleepin less, searchin and sniffin moor
Packin it full, kernalz, grass and stalks
Energee needed fer upcomin walks
Velvet gon, tips, to a polish
Quit encroachin or i will abolish
Fox, Raven, Jay and Wren
All will vizit, when hiz day haz been
She looks on az they all vizit
Scene iz so...jist so xquizit
Never felt or saw it, Life this deep
Forever and ever, its all hers, hers t' keep
Chutney, pie and verde sauce
Dun one once, other not before
With her now, so much so, seems lyke lore
Blood flows no more, meats off bone
Choppin, grindin and packin, Life haz chainged
One shot, one shot to the heart
Neither knew...
...Had no idea

So many...

People
Always breeding, no end in sight
Kids havin kids, an incredibl fight
Sum come by choice, sum by chance
Sum, victum of circumstance
Helpless, blind, naked and wet
Can we go home, not just yet
Roomz filled with smile and frustration
2 a.m., cryin agin, you get up without hesitation
Frum milk t' sauce, then cereal t' steak
Knees t' scooter, then feet t' trike and bike
Very soon, can i hav t' keys, i wood like to go fer a hike
Worry, stress and fret
Laugh, cry, love and bet
Grow like week, they do indeed
Curious, delirious, one day they all will bleed
Gentl, firm, free and wary
Daily life, sumtimes, so contrary
They need their space, az do you
Give em sum, do not stick like glue
Take yerz, they will be ok and understand
Respect it iz, teach em young, to lend a hand
Pick up trash, use less, save moor
Do not show em how to be a hore
Plant a seed, hoe a row, enjoy that crop
Start em young, they will never stop
Enjoy theez dayz, there are ownlee...
...So many

Natural Defense...

Life threatenin to most
Sum tymes stealth, like ghost
How incredibl, they moov so fast
Hollered at, shot and trapped, near 200 year gon past
Need t' eat, jist like you
Our range wuz vast, now small as a pew
Ya all build here now to escape yer kind, yer filth
How manee sweaters are needed, always workin fer wealth
We were here first, diggin in dirt
Anal, eye mean analytical, you are, fer the most, you bring us hurt
Walkin round with bow, knife and gun--horns, bells and pepper
Try to avoid yer plight, holy smokes, there's a cub, yepper
Eat, sleep, love and roll
Why shood that take such a toll
Bad tooth, also makes us grouchee
Keep yer gun holstered, ya fumblin fool, most likely, will not trounce thee
Soon, our time iz comin, out of sight, out of mind
We will hope, next year, yer not walkin blind
Powerful, large, brazen and bold
Watch out, they R mean, iz wutz been told
Give it a rest, give us a break, we kill far less than U
We R just a Bear, well, a Grizz that iz
It iz our bluff charge, yes, it can make ya piss yer pantz
Agin, keep yer gun holstered, ya fumblin fool
After all it iz our...
...Natural defense

Not yet...

Hav i met a person
To say, "oh, just listen to them!"
Listen t' wut, ya mite ask
Barking dogz
Why iz it, they do not care
Disturbs all, frum Owl to Hare
Hare can not hear talons when thrust out
Owl can not hear Hare nibbl grass, no doubt
Let us breed em, planet needs moor
Make us sum munee, one moor chore
Half-bred, cross-bred and mis-bred
Ohhh, look at all the wrinklz on hiz head
Work all day or mayb not
Come home and plop a squat
Sky iz grand, treez still stand
Birdz do sing, while sippin frum my cup
Trulee sux to hav to yell, "shut the hell up!"
They do not care
Sittin with TV, get me anuther beer
Try to not get upset
So far so good, not killed any...
...Not yet

Days gone...

When four o' five handshakes where worth more than gold
Yer word, wuz yer word and that iz where you hold
Where Grizz wandered prairie
Cougar one swail over, steppin wary
Fire wuz feared, however still a friend
She replenished all, in the end
When White and Red wood sit and smoke
Smile, laugh and harmlessly joke
Share and trade--backy, truk, hide and pelt
Simplee needed--flour, salt, shot and felt
When Tatanka roamed, unfenced
Wyld and free, unapprehenced
Revered by all--hoof, tail, brain and horn
Bellies full, shelters built and hides worn
Europeans decended upon this land
Much haz gon. Why bother t' shake his hand
Near all iz lost, cut here, dig there
Gosh, when wuz the last tyme you saw a Bear
Generations R new, this and that for me and you
Taste by sight, see by night
View by touch, smell by sense
Do it now, eye say, befor your...
...Days gone

This Life...

Iz ownlee fer awhyl
twistin, turnin, endin up in a pile
Short, fast, aimless and focused
been there dun that, wow, would that not be great
look befor you leap, do not hesitate
Many choices fer the mind to toil
so, so much and nun
come on, come on it will be fun
with each one, will it spill, blood or oil
2007, R we in heaven
outlook iz fer each to choose
hell or heaven, it iz all a muse
Four decades makes one think
watch out, next ones, go in a blink
R U in a box, with the lid shut
opin up, get out, liv in a hut
Do wut ya love, love wut ya do
smile, B nice, no rights, no wrongs
perfect iz all, warning or exampl
just cuz they R familee, duz not mean ya hav to
Love it or hate it
regardless, there iz...
...This Life

In the air...

Looming across copper
above passing grasshopper
waxed leaves are brushed
Ravens call iz hushed
here, no resentment
pure and simpl, this iz, Autumn contentment
Colours soon will run like paint
beauty of such, creates feel, of faint
Bearz race iz on, bring em on they sound
bring on wut, caloreez, pound by pound
Elk start to itch, sense iz strong
that cow iz mine, battl they will, all nite long
Fresh, crisp, wyld and free
Nature invites and allows all to see
there iz no fee, just choose to bee
feel her rush, jist by sittin in bush
Peaceful, tranquil and sarene
wether via land or marine
ones place, iz so easy, floatin...
...In the air

Do you know why...

...Why wut
Why i pulled you over, well no, i guess i don't
you were not wearing yer seatbelt
Oh, well excuse the hell out o' me
shood this not be, my choice
exactlee when did i loose my voice
sir, where iz your helmet
please, no blood on our cement
yer rulez, too manee, can you not see
Washington, washington-oh U suck
one hundred, twenty-four dollarz
you kin hav it, after a kick and a hollar
spit on yer beurocratic/attornee horseshit
choke by yer tie, Armani to sleep when U die
Control this, control that
takerz, take this, take that
Click it or ticket
....Do you know why

Nameless

Days are long
Life iz short
Long in daze
Whilst shorting Life

Tail o' white

Goin sixty, seen her, read it all
Walkin slow, near a crawl
Creature of woodz, wary with sense
No car of scene, wanderin fence
Mom and sister, gone, both been shot
Wut can she think
When it changes in one, just one blink

Found myself...

...within the walls of a great structure, filling out a card after donating money to two girls from Costa Rica. Thru inquisition, turns out Playa Nosara is home to them, state side relatives arranged their visit. Naturally curious, I asked of Costa Rica and they asked of my Wolf. Falling behind in completing my card to Marina, whom was off to L.A. again. Another passer by wanted to admire such a grand creature beside me. Upon my pen returning to paper, found my card had been completed. Huh, I wondered, different ink and writing. One of the Costa Rica girls saw it her job to see me on my way. Gazed at her for a moment and politely said, "One should contemplate, perhaps longer, prior to completing another's card? Enjoy The Day!" Turned around and walked away. Could hear the sweeter of the two scolding her older sis for filling out my card.
Seemed fresh air was needed for Bear and I, as we stepped from one world filled with society's noise and clutter, thence to Life. Full of damp under paw and moc, evenings mist began to fill this lush valley. Towering Cedars anchored deeply below, under centuries of duff. Each foot fall upon sponge like bedding. Not this evenin, but many prior, stretched head to toe soaking up damp, like, chill of rivers water. Into each vertebrae it seems to creep, no matter, eyes were fixed skyward. Glimpses of the great blue are all one can see, a great forest canopy dominates this vista. Countless bark, branch, bow and needle captivates all senses. Agin, not this evenin, was not up for that chill.
Gently walked along and all at once, he was gone. Bear had bolted without warning, wild be wild. No need to yell as most do, if he wants to return, he will.
Nights, dark was approachin fast, chill going deeper. Dew droplets forming in any depression. Lichens and fungi gratefully soaking up. Canopy above quietly howled while brushed by passing winds. Come back if ya want has always been our pact. Decided to wander, side hill crowning the ridge. An old stone foundation and tattered floor were being reclaimed elementally by Nature.
Nothing to be seen, however, sound was unmistakable. Distance was a bit and more, gap filled fast, another now and another. Three of the four directions had been posted. Finally a glimpse, sure enough three of four white socks below yard long black fur covered legs. This will send a heart size lump through out ones body. The stone foundation was my best chance. Belly down, Earths damp penetrated my chest. Huddled in my foreign safe house, then thud! Swift as an Eagles tail feather in flight, paws, large paws seemed to be tread at every opening. Black, gray, white and brown-glistened as eves damp spat with each step. Sniffing, taking in/soaking up any and all scantly scent of me to be found. Magnificence was all around, just in an unfamiliar sense, blood to be spilled was the sense. My blood! Then came the eyes full of river gold, only two feet from my huddle, lips curled, nose wrinkled with brilliant white fangs clenched. Long red tongue being etched out through front teeth, as if already tasting what his eyes fixed upon. A mere four to five feet away, commanding the East opening stood a creature like none other. Massive paws, no less than three feet long legs with gray and white bands, again river gold eyes, splashed with crimson. Had not a full snarl, seemed more of a smile. Only polished front teeth shining. Hello/good-bye smile. I shouted, "Where is Bear? Yipe, Yipe, Yipe!" in an attempt to scare them off, to no avail, their taste ran deep. Not tasting, was not an option. Exclaimed did I, I gotta end this and as quick as a Grizz's blow to the skull, I sat straight up in my bed with a pounding heart.
Woke to a chorus of five Great Horned Owls was no dream, it was this morn's song and Life abounds. Soon Loons haunt echoed and Robins sang out. Owls went silent, dogs woke up with bark. Society raced on.

Wordz...

...at my core, i care not t' see Tibet, New Zealand or sail Seas. my core, contently docile in Nature and simple pleasures. Pleasures of intimacy, pleasures of smell, touch, taste and sight. i do not want to strive for more, if more effortlessly happenz, then tread lightly and enjoy. if not still open her door, hold her hand, speak to her heart, walk slowlee, smile, pick up that plastic, wunder bout Crabs, Pelicans, Snakes and Octopus, slurp juices frum Pineapple, Papaya, Mango, Banana, Coconut, contribute, learn, explore, listen, give and respect--theez seem valuable/important to Living my Life.