Monthly Archives: January 2012

The man who keeps what’s his and pays less tax Should get men’s praise and not their cheap attacks. So when we see the glee of men who damn, We know there is not one of them a man, And … Continue reading →

Calm your eyes now meeting mine, Calm your brow and calm your lips; All days past of lonely strife Gone into a dying life. Death arises, claims the sun, Stands in triumph, one to one; Joy is laughing, knows not … Continue reading →

Glad your laughter reaches ears of mine Till I am lifted up fine and all aglow. Inside I shine almost to tears, so Glad your laughter. You speak, and I am lifted sure Till hearing I can bare endure, Yet … Continue reading →

Above the town, a-top the tower, We stand and look on man’s great power. Below us buildings rise to greet The sunbeams linking ’round our feet. Beyond them glitt’ring bridges lift Up cars and trucks in peerless gift, While smoke … Continue reading →

The earth is nothing Without man’s something. With rocks of earth we strike our fires, We build our bridges, stand our spires; In earthly shoes we dance on earth, In cars of earth we drive on earth; Above the earth, … Continue reading →

When Mrs. Selfish went to town She never wore an anxious frown, But confidence, with half a smile, Went radiating half a mile. And people stopped, and at her gazed, So struck, and very full amazed, And when they turned, … Continue reading →

Do not say all’s for naught Before the battle’s fought, If there’s the slightest chance that you can win. In fighting for the right You’ll shine a guiding light, And others may come after where you’ve been. You quit, your … Continue reading →

When Beauty sings upon the boards And wings her notes aloft in flight, We feel that we are Beauty’s lords Who lifted are to such a height. And she who sings, our goddess fair, Although her feet still touch the … Continue reading →

An ideal is more real than the sun when it’s up in the cup of the sky as it pours through the gateway of day when the shroud-parting clouds drift away. Who can say such a gift is not worth … Continue reading →

I take off your clothes where the moonlight flows And re-dress you in hands full of fire; Through my fingers I see how your soft skin glows As I fondle my moon-lit lyre. “Ah” is the note of you; “Ah”, … Continue reading →

I trip among the hills, I trip along the sea; I trip along and sing this song— “My life is meant for me!” In town and city, too, I’m tripping e’er so free, And down the street I’m singing sweet, … Continue reading →

My right to my own life, Why is it always last? When I grow seed in me My self is over-passed. For pleasure sex had I, And joy of my love’s pride, But when I’ve seed in me It is … Continue reading →

On Fifth Avenue I wait for you With all my shining lights. I stand up with the night so true In windy, starry heights. I see you walking down below; Your step is swift and free, Until you stop and, … Continue reading →

There are men who are few Who the truth do pursue; There are many who’d rather not think. There are men who are true To their own single view, And there’s many who drown them in drink. Oh, the man … Continue reading →

The robber baron’s a genius, see, For taketh ‘way from the poor doth he. He recombines their paltry nothings To giant piles of richest somethings. His selfish spirit stirs within To lead their losses up to win. All their pennies, … Continue reading →

The people are sick’ningly funny— They want more freedom and growth And more of somebody’s money. Comedians promise them both. The clown at the top, he is laughing, As people get sicker each day, Wailing for sure-thing benefits While throwing … Continue reading →

A short, black stick I hold in hand, Then say my say In full command. A button round I push right in And hear my speech All over again. The sticks and knobs Invented sure Show magic’s gods Will not … Continue reading →

The hatred of evil is good, is good, As the love of the good, it is great. Your enemies—hate like you should, you should, While singing your reason elate. As the anger ‘gainst wrongness is right, is right, So your … Continue reading →

Oh, he who hates most strong The ugly, the bad, the wrong, Let’s sing him, sing him a song! Clear beauty lights his lips; His love of good is great; Intensity him grips, Achievement is his mate! He does not … Continue reading →

Secret, secret, in the night, Will tomorrow you take flight? In my breast you labor hard, Cut my mind like some sharp shard. Shard of joy and shard of pain, Pressing to be free to gain. Gaining ear and gaining … Continue reading →

A sad, low, mournful sound of wind Is all they hear, and all they know, Who say a babe, ere he was born, had sinned, And therefore, he never pride may show, But always must he seek some dead ghost’s … Continue reading →

Step up to the altar of man With open eyes serene; Let go the vice, self-sacrifice, And stand there naked, clean. Abjure all other thought But yours, and yours alone; Let go the vice, self-sacrifice, And to yourself atone. Declare … Continue reading →