Flip Flop ~ Poetry / Lyric ~ MobiusTripz

flip flop, tic toc, shits in hock, flip flop
cant argue with reality, silly lies contrived we see,
tic toc, shits still in hawk, word play, flip flop,
reality contrived, so we see, cannot argue, with lies so conceived...

so,...

tic talk, lives in hawk, birds of prey, shit talk
shit talk, yet you balk, flip flop, flip flop...

you gotz to see your destiny,
vision in your mind beautiful masterpiece,
master peace we should all retrieve,
simple really...not tricks up a sleeve.

and...still

tic toc, be the hawk, talons taut, strike while its hot...

tic toc, shit talk, a moments notice, all for not

tic toc, tic toc

destiny self fulfilling prophecy

Christmas ~ Poetry ~ MobiusTripz

Christmas dawns today anew,
His Spirit alive through us each,
The eternal gift of life so offered,
actions louder then words so preached.

Gifts for children is what Santa is about,
The Evergreen Tree, the symbol for eternal life,
Reckoning the past with the present,
gifts offered daily to overcome strife.

The day of His birth remembered,
His message carried forever to all,
A Christmas Carol in harmony,
I clearly hear His bountiful promising call.

The three wise men followed a beacon star,
a manger where one and one makes three,
Joseph and Mary with the new baby Jesus,
all in unity, a yuletide gift to all, the perfect Trinity.









  

Merlot My Love ~ Lyric / Poetry ~ MobiusTripz

Merlot my wormwood,
afloat in my mind,
kneading blended thoughts,
the ages sparkled in light.

Offering such juvenile thoughts,
with legs to run upon imagination,
on a cloudy bouquet of delicate aroma,
my sweet sugary salivation salvation.

Providing the chance to relax,
to write and ponder upon your wings,
aromatic tastings of soft oak casks,
to me Merlot you always sing.

Deep in color as any ocean deep,
blessed sweet nectar of the angels above,
soothing lingering languid lover,
at peace the metamorphical dove.

I let you breathe and decompress,
your pungency permeates the air,
I gather paper and pen and write,
through the looking glass self I stare.

Merlot I love you my sweet guilded nectar,
tickling my Narcisistic ways in deep ponder,
made me see the world's wicked ways,
reason moved to the peaceful mountains over yonder.

A communion as I bathe in thee,
removing temporary misery,
Merlot my friend to you I decree,
everlasting baptism in spirits all three.

The Red Cross of Truth your color,
a warrior and knight you do bless,
Merlot it is to you as I envision,
my love to you I will always confess.

The Message of The Brilliant Sot ~ Lyric / Poetry ~ MobiusTripz

Decisions by all made each,
what is your Telltale Heart?
actions in haste or sudden bursts,
origins thought through beget new starts.

Greed and desire your Amontillado,
always bricking you further in,
seek that cask primarily,
wicked death of life filled sin.

Tolerance a real life lesson,
by some just never learned,
through cast upon those suffering,
Hop Frog~ed now your spurned.

Do you understand vision?
what you see each and everyday...
or are you too ancient history,
a fly or really The Sphinx.

really ???

Language needs an architect,
akin to Edgar Allan Poe,
to further carry a message,
through darkness we each know.

Smoke Smoke Smoke ~ Poetry / Lyric ~ MobiusTripz

smoke smoke smoke a little smoke
no coke don't be a fukkin dope
never pills lost within them there is no hope
smoke smoke smoke be calm and cope

pain pain you feel it more near rain
smoke smoke keeps you much more sane
relaxed less severe is gone now all the pain
now i can dance and walk without a cane

puff puff it makes you want to laugh
sometimes in the present forgetting all the past
imagine white water rapids life again moving fast
puff puff puff the healer herb hurtles now outcast

eat well and nourish the physical being
be one with your own spirit now all seeing
never hate all the worries now all leaving
respect smoke the life we all are weaving

Graced with Angel Wings ~ Lyric / Poetry ~ MobiusTripz

moods all changing,
gears of time rearranging,
chemicals twisted in my mind,
making me crazy,

life keeps on going,
with me never really knowing,
when the calm is going,
to stop the storm from coming.

on down,
storm from coming on down,
on down,
the storm from coming on down.

and I go round and round,
never knowing whats up and down,
howlin' hound dog sounds,
sad life lived in the pound.

been kicked and beatin',
a life lived been cheated,
abused and mistreated,
i never let be repeated.

and how do I know,
bout' moving safe and slow,
too never let the storm know,
cuz over the blues I flow.

life keeps on going,
with me never really knowing,
when the calm is going,
to stop the storm from coming.

on down,
storm from coming on down,
on down,
the storm from coming on down.

over the blues I do flow,
over the blues I do flow,
graced with angel wings,
over the blues I do flow.

Graced with Angel Wings ...

graced with angel wings
with angel wings,
thankful for angel wings,

Graced with Angel Wings

Bugs To The Sun ~ Lyric / Poetry ~ MobiusTripz

bugs to the sun man,
bugs to the sun,
every body run,
bugs to the sun.

rats in a cage,
once was all the rage,
now its bugs to the sun,
taking over the stage.

bugs to the sun man,
bugs to the sun,
every body run,
bugs to the sun.

we are all just slaves,
rats in a cage,
running through a maze,
in a smoky kush like haze.

bugs to the sun man,
bugs to the sun,
every body run,
bugs to the sun.

follow that light,
incinerating fun,
blind faith workers,
the game that's never done.

bugs to the sun man,
bugs to the sun,
every body run,
bugs to the sun.

rats in a cage,
once was all the rage,
now its bugs to the sun,
taking over the stage.

bugs to the sun man,
bugs to the sun,
every body run,
bugs to the sun.