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A seeming contradiction;
it's just a play with
diction.
you see, it's true
that it's all false;
that it is really fiction.
on one hand it's all-good
and things are as they should.
the other hand has got to change
and deeply rearrange,
to become what it would
be; so you can see
once bound / then free
it's Nothing ...
... seemingly!
`
`
`
`She dreamt discordant melody
and lyric verse informingly~
"if you ever go into the dark~
close your eyes.
Close your eyes."
`
Somewhere in between the days
Forever begins to be now.
Now an endless eternal
fleeting moment of all possibility
and no regret.
[far beyond all and none]
`
Blinded with unforgiving white;
shrouded with the solacing immensity of black...
She sought safety in the hue of her visions.
`
Shut tight; her eyes.
But not her heart.
Not her heart.
`
She saw the dawn just about to be in the darkest night...
She could hear the dawn come closer;
`
and as if it were possible
her heart opened even more.
`Breakfast on a Boot (Home to You part I)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
tripping hard/falling down/flowing 'round the pulse of this town/balance impulse/up & down/spin and void/go in/avoid/try hard then/let go/trip around/back to flow
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Somewhere
no one tries
to put it together
it just comes that way
**
I trip
as I try too hard
to pretend to
rebuild my dreams
***
something's missing
Attempting
to surrender to
my moment by moment
Longing
shiny blue fire starter
where are you?****
I will never be at rest
so/come end
the thirst…to begin…
to begin again
*****
we'll create more trouble than
they'll ever believe!
******
the moon waxes full
in time to reweave
the singed fabric of space-time
*******
we'll print a book
record a rhyme~
can we change
the paradigm with your plan?
you're On!
sweet hearted moving picture man!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
For
Love
and
Money
it's all the same
**
when you play the game
call a name:
~for love
~for money
~forever
and ever without praise or blame
we proceed
through the gate
with only the shirts on our backs
expecting nothing
letting it all go
***
we make safe passage through
Babylon's last frontier
somehow we meet, trusting
somehow we've saved the world from itself
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
shaman mischief is all I'm guilty of
I stand and say "it is time"
oblivion pervades the horizon
and only the so few and far between
have their eyes on the prize,,,
on the Light
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
At the end of the tunnel
I stopped the green
Land Rover
to pay my due
without a clue as to which fork in the road
to be on
I move without rhyme
or reason
the beat of my heart is my mantra
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
christ once said it is not
what goes into your mouth
but what comes out of your mouth
that will defile you
I watch both now:
I watch a lot
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
sometime
I can't catch my breath
the weight of my broken friends
spinning me backwards in time-space
out of body/out of control
grey void head
star field spliced
with: Reality********
ahhh that elusive mysterious reality~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
check your coat in at the door
only one dollar please
please me
your's truly
all for only one dollar
oh/I spent my last dollar on the super lotto ticket
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
but the highwayman came riding along again
we took a trip to the Florida keys
to carry on till kingdom come
and then some!
**
friends also shine so bright
I have to put my shades on
~and still **squint**
And then when I sleep and dream at night
I become aware
and I get re*arranged in ~ There
deep where it hurt so long ago ~
forgive us all / forgive us so...
smooth
and melodic motions unfold my breath
keeping celestial time
moving cold to hot
and driving me to your side
whether we know it or not
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
juggling future lovers
like daydreams in your head
you hold each possible kiss
as one from your once
and future queen…
have i been
One
before/someday/Now?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
now in a place where no one touches me that deeply
your once in a blue moon fantasy
fills me up
beyond my measure
don't get me wrong
I treasure our timing
our rhyming rhythm
like a prism
in the sun
shooting rainbows over everyone
*****
we want sex
but need only exactly what is:
sexual hot and holy energy
you and me / perfectly
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
you are all that!
for me too!
I love you
you are that sweet brush of color
without which my masterpiece is incomplete
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
the spirit guide
lays above me
only inches
separate our soulspace
he whispers:
"stay in the moment and work with the energy"
"stay in the moment and work with the energy"
"stay in the moment and work with the energy"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~has me going home to you.
`Bride in the Sky Blue
something old
something new
something borrowed
something blue.
why blue?
sky blue
`
Deep in your heart is a place
unurtured when a child.
Albeit a small place,
there's a really large part it plays
as now you're a man.
`
Can you forget?
Did you remember, ever?
The place forged by words:
words of your father to
words spoken with definitude
by your mother.
Words to more words...
far far too many angry words,
speaking deafly to each other,
out loud to you [little boy blue].
`
Fearful visions of lonely pain
forged by forms of people fornicating...
the bride of your mother
grooming your father.
Alone in the cradle, you rock away.
"Enough of that image!",
a thought without word.
`
Inside, silent,
you say "I will be different."
`
Yet you crave,
and another thought survives: SHE.
She will be...will let it be.
`
Solaced by your selfish lullaby
you fall
asleep.
Do you recollect your dreams?
Scenes of a perfect She.
A wife without sin.
A woman with no need to save
face.
`
Mamma
Mamma
Enhaloed with sunshine
smelling sweet.
Never letting you go.
But then you go
and forget;
deep inside
your wanting a perfect me,
a some-body perfect.
`
I am not Her!
You've always wanted Her...
always.
And so you yearn
then burn away.
`
Inside.
`
Silent.
`
Yes. Now you're a man.
A laborer
under the sun you burn,
then you yearn and pray.
And to my soul, you do come here,
but then you always go away.
`
Silent.
`
Inside-out.
Well, now it's time to rise
dear bridegroom,
nearly time...just about!
Feel!
Know the Light
this fine bright morning,
Arise!
I Am inside you!
You've been complete,
it's true!
`~`~`~`~`~`~`
And your bride's blue is
Sky Blue!
with an open heart
I trek the omni dimensional terrain
moving in circles
coming upon a folded space
slipping out of time's wrinkle
I meet you gathering poppies .
*//....*//....*/.r{}***
ices and blows ***
my braided hair, ***
` ***
jesus are you there? ***
send some warm ***
blessed' dharmic dream ***
so it will seem safe. ***
+ ***
come closer to me **
don't be afraid **
then maybe I won't be. **
+ **
it is said you hear our prayer + **
well, all I hear is frigid air *
+
sending me anywhere *
where sun melts the frozen hope
below my soul.
+ *
come closer.
your sacred heat quells the fear
here ~ right now
autumn falls to the ground
and it seems decay is all that's left.
+
still somehow
a beam of light
comes down.
+
+
I turn around
turn round and round.
+ + +
blue skied days are
somewhere over there,
they cried.
+
In faith: I move.
Must be lord, must be.
+
somehow the sweet sound of your glance
has touched me again. though
we love, the stars are bipolar
the moon, a cold sliver.
(*
time keeps space between us all
dark secrets with loud voices
beckon with a soft call,
ensnaring ego bent
seemingly well meant vision ~
with no choices, closing your heart.
+
Open up!
know the mission is to encircle
with your halo.
+
you fill my half full cup within.
(*
we make a promise to stand and deliver
with holy Desire
till the end."
december 4, 2001© Add Comment |
