Daily Archives: April 4, 2017

MY ANCIENT SOUL UNRAVELED

i try to ignore the dreamy steps with their gaping eyes staring,
undressing me until no flesh is left, nor bones.

Life.

Again, i try to ignore the sound of a train-like roar
as this soul of my own walks the cracked broken rails
of living this citrus -orange life…

of picked Memories,

like the ink that enchants me as though each character strung-out
is as a pearl necklace with a hint of ocean’s salty tears,
and no longer a need to ignore.

As i watch, i catch the grand sight
of my ancient soul unravel as flotsam
and spirit as jetsam into that mystery
we deeply have begged to know!
I select you.

:: 01152016 ::


A TREE CALLED IMPOSSIBILITY

DEAD is a mighty shouting silence
when-like hills beg to become
MOUNTAINS is likeLove crippled
at fear’s knees //life’s greatest gift
sent away where summerNectar kisses
the newly born Monarch//my beautiful
empty dream is fullWINGs as my heart
—–and bless my peculiar destiny;
Here-where now I set beneath a tree
called I M P O S S I BI LITY

:: ~~ ::


HEARTS & FLOWERS

THE human heart
is romantic
BUT a flower
has never waged
WORLD WAR

:: ~ ::


ENIGMA CALLED LIFE

THAT no word shall suffice
for the blood clot within
my mind
That no sigh is deep enough
to bring me back to life
this day
The inventory i have taken
of my own life,
reveals i am short
That i need that ocean
to teach me
That deepest pain to
show me
That life is both pain
and love
That life is gain
and lost
That we are all the same:
drowning in smiles
of a cauldron unknown!

:: 01132016 ::


REBIRTH

A SOUL
once in
d
a
r
k
ness

bitter and B rO k EN

reborn by the Light of a tender Spirit!

:: 1-13-2016 ::


i LIKE CLEAN WHITE PLASTIC CUBES

OUR apologies yeah,
our deeply congregated
apologies weep /now\

When first we fought
men! Now we fight cerebral
war-fronts of confused
minds::/convergence engaged &ll

From all of Humanity we
pray for our fallen
enemy — the, “Un-awakened!”

:: 11-23-2016 ::


IN THE…

In the morning everything is within its place;
my lips which never curse,
my eyes that feel emotion
 and my heart that cannot lie
In the afternoon by nature I am comforted;
by flowers that dance with me
     by bees that pollinate love-u-kisses
and by Soul which speaks with God
In the evening by Sun-crest’d skies;
     our hearts become the beating of One
     our hands clasping this moment
 and our Love continues to grow eternally
In the end of a day my Spirit is full of Love.
:: 04-04-2017 ::