me

I am pleased
You are so willing to share your madness
So, others may see the light
That has fallen behind you
 
Wandering about
The orbit of darkness
There is a light
Where you refuse to turn
 
Turn if you must
But this empty shell will be broken
 
I feel now that it falls upon your face
You shudder gently in its presence
You do not need to see
To sense
Darkness and light
Are intertwined
 
Interchangeable
Is this matter of energy
The flux they generate
Keeps you growing spiritually
 
Eventually you will not have the need of me
But I will be on guard
Listening for your words of companionship
 
 
You have been here
All this time
Feeding me
When I grew restless
So how could I
Venture without you
By my side
 
You are my traveling companion
My expressway into the unknown
If I was not to carry you with me
I would be alone
 
In my thoughts
You are a part of me
A piece I am willing to share
But no matter how distant we seek
I will always have you there
 
 
I am who I am
You are who I think you are
You are the me I will come to be
 
 
Someday in time
We will look back
On this paradox of trade
And smile
As I am now

5/7/2014

I want to be loved

I want to be loved
I want to be loved by another
I love myself that is something I ought to
but I want the love not that of a sister or brother
I want the love from other than kin
I want the love that comes from within
when you have nothing but to explore
what makes one unique and endured
with the kind of eccentrics that do not make you stick out in a crowd
the kind of properties than do not speak out loud
the ones where you get close 
and really have to listen

listen hard 
so hard that memories are created
so hard they can be resuscitated
so hard when discarded they leave a scar

so hard you remember who we are
when the nights have no more dawns
and we are unable to link arm to arm
but our spirits will travel in pair
until we are charted off to who knows where

March 2022

tympani orchestra

Is plastic more permeable than glass
I see its strength stretched taught
Allowing me to see through but not fully enter
I push and it gives without shattering
 
Our worlds
Are more like glass
If we push too hard
They will shatter
We do not have the luxury
Of plasticity
We cannot poke and pry
Pushing ourselves
Into each other's lives
Without creating an opening
Thereby destroying the offspring
To our minds hereafter
 
I welcome you into my world
As you do me
But we can evoke only echoes of communication
The timpani of an ear drum
 
Our worlds are of glass
And so, we must reach out by listening to the taps
 
We have built our own Morse code
Where you type upon the keys
I can see and speak through your eyes
As you do me

5/7/2014

pixel show

Reading shadows
In the leaves
Befallen images
Upon my fence
 
Laughing as I see
My old dog smiling
At me
Then the breeze shifts
The images move
Their dappled pixels
Swaying
Is he running
Away
No
 
It’s my grandmother
Wearing a flouncy
Chiffon petal hat
Those commonly adorned
By ladies
In the sixties
When women
Wore hats
And gloves
To church
And beyond
 
Beyond is where I am going
When I read
The images of the leaves
The foreground casts
Of my hearts rendering
Memories of joy
Hover on the sunny side

March 13, 2013

conversing with angels’ (when you see me)

When you see me
 
I am not coming for you
I am coming to you
Think of me as an acquaintance
That you haven’t seen for some time
And how it is reassuring to know that they are still here on earth
 
You do not ambush them with questions
You acknowledge their presence graciously
We all need to get out of the house and survey our grounds
 
I love you
As I love all my children
Do not be frightened when you see me walking with them in tow
 
The fact that you now can see
Does not have any greater meaning
Then now you can see
We have always been there
You have walked through us on many an occasion
It's just you have awoken
Everyone has the ability to awaken at some point
Most prefer to go back to sleep
The important thing is to listen
For we have no mouths by which to speak
There is no universal sign language
 
You have pursued me
Like a dog in heat
Asking for things I cannot deny you
But I cannot offer them to you at this time
For you are not ready to be given
The knowledge you seek
The consommé of your soup
Is not prepared for the topping
You have not risen
To the rim of the pot
You simple are not ready
 
It does not mean I do not love you
Just you are not ready
 
 
Then why have you stirred the pot
Why haven’t you left me to simmer
Why have you brought me to a tepid boil?
Why have you shown an interest in my pot?
 
I stir all pots
Some sediment rises
As yours has
And you felt it
You sensed the uneasiness
And asked me why
 
Where is the logic
In this dual citizenship
Heaven and earth
 
It’s not a duality
It is much more than that
You are a citizen of a galaxy
And beyond
 
Beyond the rolling hills of earth
The depth of the oceans
Are merely phantoms
Of your mind
You cannot grasp the vastness
Of the land you walk upon
So how can you expect to grasp the universe
And its place in time
At this moment
There are so many moments replicating themselves
Over and over
Our minds span
Universes rise and fall
Sleeping dark holes grab your attention
Without even speaking
If you keep looking for what you cannot see
How can you see what you are not searching for?
 
It has been presented to you in a time loop
A mysterious mechanism of chi-in-ism
But the emptiness filled with a void upon void
Is a Cosmographically unexplained concept at this point
In your time
 
You will see worlds tumble
Stars collide
All with a telescope
But your telescope
Cannot see into that which does not light up
When you learn to see with the darkness in the forefront
Then you will have passed into the great divide
And you will have that aha moment
But you will be on the other side
 
You will want to come knocking
Breaking barriers on earth
You will have that Tesla moment
But fail to exhibit the one principality
Of crossing that great divide between time zones
Of physics

5/14/2014

conversing with angels’

I have found you in my heart
I kiss the lips we share
I stir the emotions tender
I cross the paths you bear with obstacles
So that you may listen
For guidance
 
To the path of devotion there are many tribulations
I am a guide
But not your weakness
I cannot force you to turn around when you have lost your bearings
I will walk with you
Crawl through hardships
And technical difficulties
But you remain human
Simply human
 
In the eyes of the divine
These are good qualities to have and hold
Wisdom
Seeking of truth
From your heart not that just from head
No authority holds the ultimate experience
For you are only pawns in each other's lives
Try not to step upon those blocking your path for they too have a life to lead
Go around them in spiritual cleansing
Follow the light of the third eye
 
 
Walk not on bended knee
Stand tall and full of grace
For I have made you proud
Proud to be a part of me
And so, I ask of you to walk with me
Not below or above me
But as though you were already by my side
Extending out a hand
Reaching out for another
As we make our way across
This processional

5/14/2014

om poem

I am
With you always
Beating
In the tender harvest of your heart
 
I am
Beneath you
Tending the gardens
Where you walk
 
I am here
 
I am here speaking to you
In the silent troughs of morning
Before the daylight breaks windows
 
I am here
Holding your hand
Before the warmth of the cup penetrates your skin
 
I am here
In the glossy glaze covering your eyes
 
I am here
Yet you do not see me
Hear me knocking against your frame
Of reference
 
I am here always to love you when you are afraid of being alone
I am here please whisper back that you are here too in the unknown
Where reality meets the un
I am
We are
Here to converse in the perceptual display of the unknown
To congregate among the living and non
 
Did you feel that
Energy surge
And release
 
Your fingers going numb
Tingling with the flesh wounds of the inner circle
 
Welcoming
You to the honing of the om land

Om original equipment manufacturer


(6/7/2013)