Talking AT Me
the T is for the talking
Talking AT me
and not to me.
Making an aside,snide remark.
Blowing past me fearfully.
Singeing my ear;stabbing me with words,
that only I could hear.
Never have I ever had so bad of an experience.
I am sober drinking coffee
no drugs are in my system.
What she said to me was worst than any
hallucination.
Color of her hair escapes me
I do not know her name.
Lifetime trouble of remembering.
Her game.
I try my best to utter no curse.
Who art thou woman.
Charles T Hice
Copyright ©2006 Charles Hice
Monday, September 28, 2009
Talking AT Me
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Nonsense Words
Nonsense Words
Image is everything
I like words as pictures to be seen.
Into and inon one works one is non.
Asto and beto are not real words.
Into and toto one is one is not.
Homet rhymes with comet,
but comet is a thing.
Homet quite probably is not.
Life is not your candy store.
I certainly am not.
Look carefully where you step.
Charles Hice
Copyright ©2006 Charles Hice
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Not Sad
Not Sad
Not sad
A girl said it made her happy???
Jesus,God upon the throne.
Charles,your servant all alone.
Take my hand as I go through.
Deaths door.
I will not make money my GOD.
Or even this world my home.
Accept my Spirit as I leave.
This Mortal.
TO GO HOME.
Charles Robert Hice
Copyright ©2006 Charles Hice
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Pain And Rage And Hurt
Pain and Rage and Hurt.
Erline has to feel bad too.da ya think//??+.
Pain the feeling of sorrow...
Rage the feeling of sorrow...
Hurt the feeling of sorrow...
The feeling of sorrow is:
Pain
Rage
Hurt
Sorrow
The feeling is not bliss,
it feels something like this.
The absence of a kiss.
What you gave to me.
Instead of my love returned.
Instead of.
My kiss.
Charles Robert Hice
Copyright ©2006 Charles Hice
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Philosophy
Philosophy
To Jesus Christ who Borned me.//??+
I can no remember,what has not occurred.
I do no Prohisize,what will never happen.
Philosophy.From the Tomb.
I do not remember,what I never learned.
I can never Prophisize what is gone away.
All we know for certain is Today.
All my yearning never learning is just dust.
All my terming, labeling,and listing is
just this,A kiss.
A quiet ending bliss,Death, completeness.
Philosophy.From this room.
A turmoil over quickly,Life, eternity,
flowing from my fingers to this written word.
A sword of letters formed.
A poet leaving his messages in blood.
a Flood of images .Life. Heaven.
Philosophy.
Charles Robert Hice
Friday, September 18, 2009
Purple Flowers
Purple Flowers
To my Parme`~
Memory;
Of my mother.
Alive and laughing pretty,
putting flowers in a vase,
water for the roots.
Why mommy ,why do you do that?
A little boy full of wonder___
life can be like that.
So I can save them and see them,
because I love you.
Picking purple flowers,
purple flowers in the rain,
purple flowers hide my pain.
You do love me dont you mother,
purple flowers ,
stain.
Charles R Hice
Copyright ©2006 Charles Hice
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Righting Words
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Roman Iter
Roman Iter
For the darkhairgirl Erline
Upon awakening I seem to be in a different
world,a highway in the desert.
A hillside looms in front of me
Golgotha in the present.
A lady without water,a chain I cannot bear.
A tower growing all of rocks,
to watch the silence.
Growing taller but not wiser
I tried to see her there
Charles Robert Hice
Copyright ©2006 Charles Hice
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
SHY
Monday, September 14, 2009
Snobs
Snobs
Snobs
For Erline
You are looking down your snoot.
Hating me and wanting to shoot.
Me dead from a bullet to the heart.
I am already from being apart.
From you.
Quietly I pry my way back.
Back into the light,
of my day.
I miss you no longer.
Two years is enough.
I do not think you were
even worth that.
Snob
Charles Hice
Copyright ©2006 Charles Hice
Saturday, September 12, 2009
TAO
Tao
To Flagstaff
Jesus
moneyless
homeless
hateless
how can I really hate you
if I am numb and there are icicles
in me
how can I really hate you
as much as you deserve particles
of dust
motes smoteing freely forming
in all of the city
dirty city
Love gone
Jesus
TAO
Charles Hice
Copyright ©2006 Charles Hice
Friday, September 11, 2009
The First And Only
The First And Only
The First and only
I came to understand the pain,
a seperation of your heart from mine.
You could not have felt what I did,
or we would be together for all time.
A fling is flung in time but not at me.
I give myself completely.
my love is in my heart.
Charles Robert Hice
Copyright ©2006 Charles Hice
Thursday, September 10, 2009
The Monkey And The Woman
The Monkey And The Woman
The monkey and the woman
Smoke swirling,
out of burnt nostrils.
Clouds exhaled,
out of female lungs.
Looks(better than a poodle).
Not young or old not bad.
Between drinks,carrying a purse.
Walking to her next rendevous.
The woman of Flagstaff,
dismissed the monkey.
No love for you.
But no way am I sad.
The part I am missing,
is still somewhere in my future.
Charles Robert Hice
Copyright ©2006 Charles Hice
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
The Sixth Revealed
The Sixth Revealed
The Sixth revealed
I made a list of possibilities,
of love for me
I neglected a lost cause.
I tried to take the love from me
but there is none there,I came.
I have to find the love in you,
The first one has no name,
but acts like the wind so far away,
will you love me today.
Charles Robert Hice
Copyright ©2006 Charles Hice
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
The Use Of Force
The use of force
I cannot understand the use of force.
Or why you thought it would apply.
The living things in all creation,
do not suffer they just die.
To live the life
that I've been given is just fine.
I want no force to rend asunderneath me.
I have been given all time.
Charles Wayne2Robert Hice
Copyright ©2006 Charles Hice
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Time Will Sand Still
Time Will Sand Still
Time will sand still
I tookmy left hand and pulled
on the wind,
I tookmy right hand and pulled
on the wind,
I decided thats all any of us have.
you may have money as most of you do
you may have wealth to keep you
you may not carry it out of the grave,
for you will fall ill,you ah Knave.
Seeing the sights is the best way to live,
for soon the time will sand still.
Charles Robert Hice
Copyright ©2006 Charles Hice
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
To Walk On Water
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
WHY
Why
Why did you love me,
Why'd you die upon that tree?
If my lover takes another,
then why did you love me?
If my lover cannot love me,
then why'd you first love me?
If she can turn and walk away,and
then love is missing me today?
Why did you shed your blood upon the tree,
If not for me//??
Charles R Hice
Copyright ©2006 Charles Hice