David Arndt Forgotten Words Poetry

Not Afraid Anymore *** Movement of Flesh Look of the eye  Body is pulled  Heart is high In the moment Feel the living  Be the Lovin Be the giving  Soon it does pass It's a hard truth We all fade  Ending of youth Soon we all crash It's a hard truth We all fade  Ending of youth Live with the flower As it unfolds  No more controlling  Let go And as it passes  This movie show,  Look beyond the projector Let go Soon it does pass It's a hard truth We all fade  Ending of youth Soon we all crash It's a hard truth We all fade  Ending of youth In the moment Feel the living  Be the Loving Be the giving  I'm not afraid anymore  I'm not afraid anymore  Not afraid   Not afraid  Anymore  ***  © David Penn Trinley Arndt 2022 ***  Artwork Source Unknown

Habit  ***  Habit Stare down  Temptations  Slippery slope Confusion No future  No Hope Don't need you Break habit Hard Don't know  When you  Will hit Habit You take  me down When weak One state  Of mind  To another You jail me  Habit rose-colored  Glasses  Your Sweet  Promises My dead-end We can't  Dance and Not sleep  Together God knows  I've tried Habit False spirit  Not my  Medicine  Monkey  Get off  My back  Thank God Breathe Turn away  Uncertain  Whats Coming Next Around  The  Bend  ***  Habit  Goodnight *** © David Penn Arndt 2022 *** 

I Will Live My Life  *** Today after  55 years  On this  planet  I commit  Myself To live  Without  tears  I will  Conquer  My fears  Which  Have Held  Me  In  Chains  For So  Many  Year's  ***  Written by David Penn Arndt on May 31, 2022. ***  © David Penn Trinley Arndt 2022 *** Image Source Unknown 

If You Fall I Will Catch You *** With you  We soar  Together  Feel my  Love My heart  Vast we Fly In  Blue  Skies  Above Wandered  Many lands  So unsure  Until You  Came Into  My life  Opened  Our  Hearts Door Never  Knew  My dear Ancient  Friend  Anyone  Could  Touch my  Gentle  Heart  Only you Understand I thought  No one  Could ever  See me Many tried  In the end  They wished To Force  Me To live  By their  Plan  Now with  You I fly  I Was  Lost before  Together  Now we  Walk  In my life I Could  Never Ask for  More Feel my  Care  Daring  Love  I would  Never  Abandon  Betray or Leave  You  Alone  When  You fall  I will  Catch  You  We  Have  Broken  Down  Our  Hearts  ...

My Lover Lady Change  *** Writing alone  Moments pregnant  Unsaid words  Youth slips  Grains  Sand  Human faces  Reflecting  Emptiness  My Sickness  Life Slowly  Becomes  Routine  Habit  Reflecting Lovers  Eyes  Past Ghosts  Haunt  Me Lady Change  Remains  Faithful  My true  Lover  We both  Have  No one  We live  Together  Within Spacious  Realms  We're taught  Fear change  Lady  Change  Not going  Away  anytime  Soon  All  Change  Change  All We fight her  Pattern Lives  False security  My castle  Walls  Crumble  Lady change  Take me I will love you  Forever Your Keys open Prison doors Freeing me  Ending Miseries  Cruel War ***  © David Penn Trinley Arndt 2022 *** Artwork Mahem and Muse 

Wasteland  *** First came flesh  Water mind breath  Self laughter  Then came walls  Out went Spirit  Walls of Doubt Loneliness grew Suffering Pain  Forgetting  Life ended Forgetting  Forgetting Loneliness  my friend  Loneliness  I befriend  Choices led  Deep aloneness Cycles Dance Winters Barren  Landscape Becoming Springs Green abundance  Have I chosen my life?  Do I live In perpetual winter? Will spring arrive?  Will it reach my heart?  Or shall my home  Remain the Wasteland? ***  © David Penn Trinley Arndt 2022 ***  Art by Deviant Art - Desert Wasteland 

She is Gone  *** She is gone  Wind passes She is gone  Years pass She is gone Voice  Fainter  Whisper Goodbye  ***  © David Penn Arndt 2022 ***  Artwork by Araujo

Kerouac Big Sur Gulp Me Gulp Me Cut-Up # 6 *** Goethe Stained Teeth Blake Dead Eyes Meditating Death Nightmares Everything Useless Constipated Angel Clouds Passing Sind Chased Ophelia Misty drunken Years Perfect Complete Metaphysical Hopelessness Surrendering Southern Madhouse BABBLING BABBLING Ophelia Gulp Me Gulp Me When Ophelia And I end Up in bed We Gulp Gulp Everywhere Our bodies generate An awful sticky mess The next morning We can't communicate "Ophelia Please Take off your clothes I want your bare feet Your Glorious Perfect Foggy peaks Drown Me in Your Sweaty Sea Sweetness Ophelia" "Ophelia You're so distant Please gulp me Yes gulp me Ophelia Yes I know it's an awful sticky mess." "Ophelia wisdom lies through excess." "Ophelia Please gulp me Your gulp Gulp my sticky Salvation You are My God I want you Please Gulp me gulp me Ophelia"...

Sad Bird Sings  *** Grey twilight Bird leaves nest He flies So high in the sky Looking down sees Endless suffering Begins to cry Bird asks why?  No answers in the wind Afraid and sad Flies off alone In deep darkness guided by light above Full moon   Shines down love Like the Sun Full Moon knows True guide is Love Sun and Moon  Sing to Sad Bird Awakening  Sad Bird Sings  Sad bird soars True guide is Love Guide is Love Is Love Love AH *** David Penn Trinley Arndt 2021

Leaving the Darkness *** Hate hate Modern State Corrupts all living Breathe Breathe Then Grieve For this great sorrow How long will the people Have to walk in darkness Oh great spirit Grant us healing visions Man man Modern Man The true Barbarian Child Child  Born wild Knows not of evil How long will the people  Have to walk in darkness Oh, great Spirit  Grant them Healing visions Dream dream We are seen The spirit it Awakens Light light We have sight The spirit it Grants visions How long will the people Have to walk in darkness Oh, great spirit Grant us healing visions *** Written by  David Penn Trinley Arndt in Manita Ecuador on the Pacific coast in 1992. Revised on May 28, 2022. *** © David Penn Trinley Arndt 2022 *** Image - Klone - Le Grand Voyage

Life Going Down Under *** Who can we trust? I would like to know As tides sweep Me away in Betrayals Undertow *** Why do some Enjoy hurting Causing Suffering? When we Sail the Same seas As Sisters Brothers *** Why do some wait Until we relax And trust? Then cut us Down Joyfully With rages Lust *** Why does the history Of humanity repeat? We destroy and Kill living Beings Who we Devour like Meat *** Will we wake up From ignorances Deep Slumber Before humanity Finds itself Drowning In Oceans  Down Under? *** Written by David Penn Trinley Arndt on May 21, 2022. *** © David Penn Trinley Arndt 2022 *** Image by tema777

Tuscany Blue Eyes *** In your clear  Blue eyes  I felt alive Southbound  Train  Switzerland  Tuscany  Mountains Florence  Bound  Inside  Relive Tender  Timeless  Moments  *** In silence  Our hearts Touched *** Holy moments  Our eyes  Told the story Blond Hair  Falling Down Ancient  Dreams  Mysterious  Forbidden   Love *** We rode the  Rails south  Our Eyes  Locking Your  Warmth  Calling  Me  In *** Sweetly  Kissed  Hearts Burning  Suns Laughing Smiles Stopped Time *** Soon dear  Blue eyed  Love  We'll say  Goodbye Floating  Clouds Falling Thru Mountain  Skies *** Train stops  Departing Your laughter  Speaks Poetry *** Oh to follow  Your laughter  Until the  World Ends *** Magic Love spells Shining  Blue eyes  Invited this Boy of 24 *** Oh to have Gone  Together...

Carry the Load  *** We need to build bridges  Instead of brick walls  We need to climb ridges  And heed nature's call  Let's help each other  Carry the load  Without one another  Alone we grow old  Let's not forget meaning  In the work of love  There's enough self denying  In the push and shove  Let's help each other  Carry the load  Without one another  Alone we grow old  Let us be children  Wide open hearts  Innocent eyes  Never say goodbye  Let's love the haters  Until their pain subsides  Til they find the love  That comes from inside  Let's help each other  Carry the load  without one another  Alone we grow old  ***  Written in Vilcabamba, Ecuador, in 1992. Revised on May 23, 2022. *** Image source Unknown

Love Triangle Blues *** I got the Blues  The love triangle Blues  No, there ain't nothing I can do  When I got these love triangle Blues Freezes up my mind Freezes up my heart  I ain't no good for nothing When I got up these Blues Love triangle blues Ohhhh there ain't nothing I can do When I got these love triangle Blues Freezes up my mind  Freezes up my heart  Drives me right out of my gourd Well, I'm down Well, I'm down I'm down on the ground You put me down on the ground Walk over me, baby I ain't coming around here no more I'm so goddamn sick of these Love triangle Blues Damn sick of them I'm through babe How about you?  Let's just toss out  these love triangle Blues Toss them right out  Let's be done  With these  Love triangle Blues Go if you want Babe Stay if you want  Let's end these  Love triangle Blues *** Written by David Penn Trinley Arndt in 1991 during the Park Street Sessions in Burlington, VT. Slightly revis...

Rainforest Love Song *** brand new day Rainforest  mother Creatures lurking  sunlight shines  through green canopies  Glistening water wind  river  time flows Light sounds  mangroves Sibling trees Life-giving plants Mother sanctuary  forms flow Birds butterflies  Rainforest light rays Love destruction  Life-giving rain Earth rainbow colors Dawn breaks Love lurking  shadow spaces  revealed Dream path dark  stormy clouds Lost in beauty  mother earth trance dance Boa vines sing  visual language sunlight filters  Ants roam  healing leaves rainforest galaxy Infinite green  beauty beyond seeing Shamans dancing Fire circles Mothers Naked children  Rainforest  sounds Insects  bees fish  jaguar  birds Leopards python boa  Howler monkeys Forest mind  magical  incantations Sacred  earth  magic Vines  eyes  water  reeds rainbow  flowers rive...

Two Shooting Stars Off The Coast Of Wales *** Once, he thought it a mistake, an accident, just a mere chance, two shooting stars  off the coast of Wales. He felt lost and looked to the heavens and made a prayer looking for a sign to keep going,  As he looked up, two shooting stars made a cross. The man felt faith that life's mysteries were not random.  Everything was empty yet imbued with meaning, a glittering array of jewels painted across the heavens. The man then doubted.  The sea then formed a channel cutting him off from the rocky cliffs and steps that would lead him back to the warm bed of his Welsh love. The two shooting stars making a cross above the cold and dark Welsh sea never left the man.  If you looked just right, you could see stars in his eyes. He looked out briefly at the island where they had met monks who made wine. All this was forgotten as he jumped the channel, making his way up the stairs, the wind blowing, the sound of waves hitting thr r...

Song Poetry World Revolution "Slow Train Coming Round the Bend" *** I'm sitting here waiting waiting for something I think won't ever come I'm sitting here waiting for a star to come down but you know I fear I could die here waiting waiting for something to turn it around sitting here waiting wasting time instead of taking a look what's here what's around if the revolution comes it will come as a song I got up Left the mountain I left that lofty lofty peak got back down to  good green earth to a place I could touch my feet I got rid of all my books by Hegel I got rid of Marx ideology too I didn't go out buy the I Ching I stopped going away for weekends looking to become enlightened if the revolution comes it will come as a song We could write a song  that never ended we could sing it  Our whole lives too it would be forever changing It would be whole would be true we could walk we could talk to eac...

Lost Sheep ***  for our whole life  We were told how to be  spoon-fed media  conditioned by society  we've been well trained   made to be stupid  told to follow  we're so lost Can't you see why  life makes no sense  why we're so lost Why we're so dense We're also told  this is how it must be  by the wise men  of practicality  Look at yourself,  taste your sickness  of your condition  be your own witness  Can't you see why  life makes no sense  why we're so lost Why we're so dense The radicals will tell you  with Marx in their hands  to tear down the walls  and strike up the band  But when they say kill  for ideology  go your own way  Don't follow tyranny  Can't you see why  life makes no sense  why we're so lost Why we're so dense when the priest says  I hold the key  question anyone  who says they can  set you fre...

Birdsong  *** I looked outside  my window  I saw bird  it beckoned me  To come outside  and play its voice  was haunting  like an angel  it sang to me  to live today  I left my four walls  followed the bird as I flew off  into the deep  blue sky  with the Good Green Earth  below me  I relaxed  let out a  peaceful sigh  But then I looked down  Saw the people  They were building castles  going off to war  they were ruled by  greed and desire  they had enough  Why did they want more?  I heard the  song of that bird  Its message was  peace and humility  The people's ears were  deaf to its pleas  I was left  with a sense  of the futility Won't you come back, divine love  Come back today  won't you come back, divine love Come back and stay  Please don't leave us looking down Looking down from the moon...

Leaves In Motion  ***  Watching leaves breathing motion  reflecting waves  upon the ocean  time a structure human projection All life is cyclic nature's protection here's a story  old as history dawn of Earth's  unspoken mystery Shamans give thanks  great spirit breathes Life is created  seasons of leaves We are connected  In time and space  In the great beyond  face to face  open extending  all beings  awakening  Renewed  Radiating  Rainforest  Blessings  ***  Written by David Penn Trinley Arndt at a Shamanic Ethnobotany gathering with Terrence Mckenna at the Mayan Ruins of Palenque, in Mexico, during the Chiapas uprising In 1994.  Revised and completed on May, 25th, 2022 ***  © David Penn Trinley Arndt 2022 *** Artwork by PABLO AMARINGO 

Reflection Upon the Great Spirits Visit *** Early morning mushroom brew, transported into spirit Born anew battle with ind encounter with death fight with fear transforming breath Gone with shamans a place beyond ancient villages visions and songs Old wise faces mother and child living from nature free and wild *** Written by David Penn Trinley Arndt at the Mayan Ruins of Tikal in Guatemala in 1994. Inspired by an experience with Terrence Mckenna, who he saw in prior weeks at the Mayan Ruins of Palenque in Mexico. Slightly revised on May 25, 2022. *** © David Penn Trinley Arndt 2022 *** Image by Pablo Amaringo.

Kingdoms Rise and Fall  *** Birds scattered playfully  At my silent footsteps Sloping fertile hills  Cradle my heartbeat Sky contains me Rivers touches me  The land knows the  Footsteps of those  Who walk it Dream the great dream  Dream of ages Kingdoms rise and fall Roots spiral down earth  Branches spiral sky  Eternally in and out Great Spirit dances  Dancing of becoming  Of being dissolution  Spiraling culminating  Dances material  From spirit  Spirit from material Life embraces death Dream the great dream  Dream of ages Kingdoms rise and fall Roots spiral down earth  Branches spiral up sky  Eternally in and out  ***  Written by David Penn Trinley Arndt in Vilcabamba, Ecuador in 1992. ***  Image by Josephine Wall 

Will We Wake Up? *** Who can we trust? I want to know Tides sweep Me away Betrayals Undertow Why do some Enjoy Others Suffering When we Sail Same Seas As Sisters Brothers Why do some wait Until we Trust Then cut us Down Joyfully Rages Lust Why does history Repeat We destroy Our home Earth Kill living Beings We Devour Meat Will we wake up Ignorances Deep Slumber Before humanity Finds itself Drowning Violent Seas Down Under *** Written by David Penn Trinley Arndt on May 21, 2022.

Black Dust and Smoke *** Bobby worked in the earth Hands digging the coal It was the kind of work That poisons your soul The company owned him His money in their bank His rent in their pockets His food from their store Living out here in these hills generation upon generation Black dust black dust and smoke It's the only way   To make a living The mines took his daddy's life He coughed out his lungs His brother died. In the Johnstown flood At night he's drinking With the boys Downtown It's the only time He feels free Living out here in these hills generation upon generation black dust Black dust and smoke In the mines You're barely living *** Written by David Penn Trinley Arndt in 1989 in Jacksonville, a dying coal town in Western Pennsylvania. *** © David Penn Trinley Arndt 2022

Travel the Land *** We hid in the caves played in the waves swam until we Could swim no more reached for your hand My hair filled with sand Sun Shining down On the shore Like children in flight Hearts filled with delight We loved until Our spirits did soar Lost in your brown eyes My heart was so high I held you  Asked for no more Before the threshold In new days of old Your smile filled me With love so pure With you on this beach I know we could reach To brothers and sisters  Ashore Hear the pied piper The fruit it grows riper I love you I know that I’m sure Come take my hand We’ll travel the land And love Until we can love no more Written by David Penn on the coast of Ecuador in 1992. Revised on May, 23, 2022. ***  © David Penn Trinley Arndt 2022 ***  Image by Amber McNeel 

Writing Poems At the End of Time *** Onward awaken to fade Flowing river of truth get along without me winter days shelved away River expecting nothing Delighting in emptiness unfreezing impermanence   Living poems  At the end of time *** Pages torn drop falling leaves Universes quarrel complaining Infinite lonely winter skies lost  Her hand on me Kisses me to sleep passing beauty Under the sky  Singing poems At the end of time *** Expanding stars grow Fall asleep dreaming Dark secret river  Bubbling over runs speechless winter days overcast skies Earth slowly fades   Grieving poems At the end of time *** Stars collide Breaking down find our true home  Scattered crumbs paths Wherever we roam Setting sun sigh  Loving poems At the end of time *** Written by David Penn Trinley Arndt January 16, 2022. Revised and completed on May, 23, 2022. ***  © David Penn Trinley Arndt 2022 *** Image Source Unknown

Travelers in Time *** So your sinking in the valley of darkness, my darling, I know your pain My terrible evenings filled by nights candlelight suffering  My flowers rot of punishment, blinking as I sleep restlessly without dreams My rudder drifts aimlessly on river rapids flowing violent, dark seas We murmur confess growing old each moment passing time Ocean waves crash endlessly, flooding our hollow bodies Chopping tides of winter singing savage songs of hell, we are lost in the night Sleepless together, sucked in quicksand of the past, blind to the moment So heartsick with crying wings, lost bird abandoned, scared I fall A muzzled insect, I buzz through dark valleys dying garden flowers Moon disturbs shivering life's river rapids, breaking me in dark oceans No longer led by light, this blazing death path leads to endless nothingness Impermanent night jewels nature's guardians converse in forgotten languages  Travelers of the wind, we listen rocked gently on ...

Empty Echoes: Meet Me Again In The Black Mountains of Wales *** Look across years my past today call out to Black mountains Far far away *** Calling out your name In the mountains of Wales I look for you still After all these years  When I call out Empty echoes Return Far Not Near *** Lost in your Brown eyes Crushed Broken We said Goodbye  After All These years I don't Understand Why *** Some things Happen once In life I call out To the mountains Of my past If I stayed on   Our path  You would Be my wife  *** In my dreams We return To the beach Below Tenby Cold sea  Cliffs rocks On the sand Together Under a blanket Watching  Currents Our loves Stormy weather Life's emotions Crashing waves Drowning In loves Deep Mysterious Ocean *** You became my past As we Turned At the fork     Going our separate Ways Our Love Drifted Apart *** Decades pass Yet In...

Our Precious Human Life  *** Life is precious  Life is short  If we waste  Our days  At death  We will  Hurt  We will spend  Our last moments  In great terror  As we realize  Our life was  A great error  If we did not love  Ourselves  each other  We wasted  Life Betrayed  Ourself  Sisters  Brothers    If we wake up  It is not too late  If we find  Love within  Terror will  Not be our  Fate  ***  Written by David Penn Trinley Arndt on May 21, 2022.

Unclean Spirit Be Gone *** Starting over  I have no Choice A unclean Spirit Took away My inner voice Starting over What do I see? A unclean spirit  Poisoning Hanging Over me Starting over  Where have I gone? To a dark Place within Where I barely Hang On Starting over What will I do? I will find love within Cast out the unclean spirit Let go of You Dark spirit You're not real   Yet with your Seduction You destroy How we feel Dark Spirit Your lies Fill our head Until wishing We were buried and Dead Dark spirit  You leave us Dazed Confused We can't think Fearing Humanities Ship might Soon Sink Dark spirit You haunt Humanity Leading us Blindly To war Where we No longer See Dark spirit Your ancient Cruel Mean Depressions Plague Kills away Humanities Dreams Dark spirit You fill us  Ugly hate For ourselves  Each other You will not Be our fate Dark spirit  Nowhere...

Calling On Poets Of Old *** The world will end It could be soon Humanity it drinks A foul poison brew The poison is ancient We are lost unaware Humanities caught In ignorance's snare I make incantations Casting poetry spells Call forth divine spirit    Ringing true love's bell All poets are warriors  Our poems battle hate With faith in loves power It need not be too late The forgotten poets of old We must call on and revive   Their poems dispel poison     May the poets soon arrive I won't give up on love Though my spirit tired   Know with poets of old True love never expires Oh, Homer and Ginsberg Prophets Dylan and Blake  Your poems winds howl Dispelling earths heartache Calling on poets of old   Rain down poems fire  Dispel poisons darkness  Keep us strong inspired Calling on poets of old Cast out our depression Cast out hopelessness  Poisons deep Nihilism ...

Dylan Spirit Rises Liberation Cut-Up #80 *** As I walked out into the day, snow glittered, sun blinded me, and I heard a voice. "You must cut up the words from their fixed positions, liberate and release them in space." I could not find the source of the voice as I became lost in clouds in the blue sky.  You must release language from the prison of grammar." Aging I looked around, there was no one. Then looking into the sun saw a figure descend and I shuttered. It was William Burroughs with a shotgun, shooting cans of paint, which colored the clouds a sunset of rainbow colors. " Language is a virus, you must cut up and release the words, unshackle yourself from words and language, cut-up the text and read between the lines, in the silent spaces, release." So then mantra intertwined with text as this is what was written across the sky as far as I could see. Visual language, dancing Vowels and consonants, the words were stirred and then freed from grammar, syntax...

Silent Masks of Suffering  *** We wear masks  To cover   Our Suffering  inside   Of pain in life  There is no  Place to hide  Think you know  someone  To find there's  No love  Question life's  Meaning as  You fall from  Above  Why do others  Inflict pain  No regret feel no sorrow  Yet I still trust Believing it will  Change  Tomorrow  Feel a hole  In my heart  Where the poems   Once came from feel despair  I question  If we can know  Anyone  ***  Written by David Penn Trinley Arndt on May 19th, 2022. ***  Source of image unknown.

If I Were A Poet  *** If I were a poet  My words  Would say   What lives  In my heart   But is hidden  Away  If I were a poet  My words  Would swoon  Color the sky  And light up  The moon  If I were a poet  My words  Would play   Invite you  Home  Never send  You away If I were a poet  My words  Would soar  Give you  The Key  To unlock my Heart's door  If I were a poet  My words  Would dream  Take you away  To hidden worlds  That have  Never been  Seen  If I were a poet  My words  Would touch you  You would  Feel my love  And never  Be blue  If I were a poet  My words  Would bring  Love  To all living  Creatures Below and  Above If I were a poet  My words  Would shine bright They would  Tuck you in bed  And kiss you ...