Poetry Archive
poised
Light
You fill my heart
I turn
to You
These eyes
They shine
with readiness
to see
It's all so simple
Whispers in dreams
safe in the apron
of the Way
Daughters on my back
Golden bonds of motherhood
Nurtured above and below
Silhouetted against the sun
Poised
deja vu
I weep, for the Wind bears news of devastation.
Imperial now we are.
I sing the Song of the Ages,
the Tale of Hidden Places
out to breathe play a Role.
I see the Soul of All Time
glimmering into flame.
The name given those who know,
who carry the Code,
Renegade Warrior Peace Soldier,
explodes into resurrection.
We are a shoulder to cry on,
We rely on each other.
We pave the way to the great escape.
dead air
Clever way to avoid the change,
impossibility.
Lakes glimmer on other people's postcards
thumb-tacked to the wall by your desk.
The rest of the time is spent brooding
while passion waits behind the gate.
The allure of great passion washes by.
So sound-proof and secure,
you think you hear something
but that thought washes by you
as you escape life.
etheric
the taste the feel
familiar sweet relief
we found each other in Time
a blessing of being alive
to think that life offers
you
on the cusp of feeling
I want to participate
in the pampering of you
your light an orb
my hand its pedastal
your sacred scent ties my knowing
to your knowing
and we ride behind what goes on
carried in a stream of light
to our happy place of origin
our goldenness wafting through Time
measured by scenery familiar and new
suspended by sheer nature
your eternal essence essential to who I am
where I come from
your simplest receptivity to love
drawing forth more through me
an eternal conduit for you.
silent Space
blossoms blooming ever so slowly inside the tainted territory
where battles fought not in the name of what should be
but what is true
left statues half emerged from stone toppled
their other halves unknown
remembered by the coming of the flowers
silence lives in this place
welcoming the sounds of nature
yelps of mourning are but echoes anymore
they once filled the silent space
Truth be known truth be lived
shadows speak when they must live in light.
transit
where
find threads of wind
whistle
strung
among peaks
jagged
softened in sky
I
folded in landscape
stillness itself
rise
among the broken
suddenly there begins to emerge a meaning
somewhere among the broken
a truth
coexisting all at once
lives times feelings
history takes an ironic place in line
suddenly laughter is good for the moment
pain retreats
exists in a different room of my palace
in my palace the hallways are warm with candles
shadows wrap themselves around me
unseen comfort
oh rooms and rooms of imagination
whisper invitation to admission
oh in my palace you are there
and happy
mercy
Mercy sails down coolly through sky
down below people run round
try to catch it
but it comes slowly
lands not where it should
snatched from a child's hand by a desperate bridesmaid
child cries for the beauty
softness
possession
Grace flowers up from the tears
confession of the earth
statement to simplicity
Grace flowers up from the tears
all at once
So sorry to see your sorry eyes
painstakingly stark
Truth of the matter is
claim your fame catch your train go insane leave a stain
just go on and do it
Tired of your games to make your life exciting
Drama's a course I took got tired of pretending
Yesterday's lies old paradigms
no longer sending the same old message
Suggest you step aside let me by
as I glide to a place where
jokes are about universality
habits of humans
perceptual journey
nothing funny about anybody in particular
everybody's hilarious all at once.
jiving
imprisoned in the here and now
learning how to be
fully experiential me
wings on my toes
kissing the nose of the silly
breathing through discomfort
crumbling realities
tumbling foreshadowed
'twas for the warmth I came
facing forward
I insist on feeling at ease
no trembling knees at the thought of getting caught
living the way I choose
my thoughts grow tired of overcompensation
I live in freedom with an air of resignation
discarded inhibitors
limp like laundry strewn in my room
watch in disbelief
horizons of happiness silently smile as the rising pinks and oranges
thaw the path to their kingdoms
surrounded only by love
i walk through patient forest
mother earth cautiously hopes that this will be a success
that this time a circuit connection
manna love peace manna love peace manna love peace manna
will charge her and her children
carrying them to a new place of exisitence
invisible
Satin
the sand slips
spraying into silence
leaving footsteps undetected
as the mighty messenger
races the sun.
Steady he breathes
above pounding heart
aloof
communing with
the nesting, the scurrying,
the silent fluttering
in the brush