the world is weak
within a week
and faded in a shortcut
razzed in half with pizazz
and sorta sad.
wild everywhere
except within the taming of brutality
that brutality that seizes me insidiously.
yet even that force becomes the clattering cans
behind the wedding car.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
illuminated jewels,
living jewels in a mirror land
where warm sun shines on two singers.
There I spoke my mind and died.
A crone conducts her orchestra of lightning bolts.
The emotional lady blushes the next day.
An angel who's halo is infinity
pats the king of lions.
she seems to know her own mind,
and suspects material well being
All in all a delight of friendly gossip.
Sometimes things are repaired by mercy
and not contrivance.
living jewels in a mirror land
where warm sun shines on two singers.
There I spoke my mind and died.
A crone conducts her orchestra of lightning bolts.
The emotional lady blushes the next day.
An angel who's halo is infinity
pats the king of lions.
she seems to know her own mind,
and suspects material well being
All in all a delight of friendly gossip.
Sometimes things are repaired by mercy
and not contrivance.
Friday, April 9, 2010
If I were made of only bone
the only bone after presumptions that die on the vine
the lurching sea of land beneath
my retreat left behind
could these bones be brave and true
and bring the pleasant company of memories in solitary time?
I can't be seen behind my mask
an odd paralysis is all that's visible
to be selfish or uneasy
spinning with what goes on and on
before sweet sanity unfolds
the only bone after presumptions that die on the vine
the lurching sea of land beneath
my retreat left behind
could these bones be brave and true
and bring the pleasant company of memories in solitary time?
I can't be seen behind my mask
an odd paralysis is all that's visible
to be selfish or uneasy
spinning with what goes on and on
before sweet sanity unfolds
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Admirers bow to the vibrancy and strength of generosity
and yet it is delicate
a thousand misfortunes may swarm it.
For it's our treasures that we give
and freely too,
since that is all we have to do with them.
to give
to wait
to celebrate
are we judicious and pleasant
when heartbreak is what has earned all this?
Proud towers are toppled in the wake of generous reproaches.
and yet it is delicate
a thousand misfortunes may swarm it.
For it's our treasures that we give
and freely too,
since that is all we have to do with them.
to give
to wait
to celebrate
are we judicious and pleasant
when heartbreak is what has earned all this?
Proud towers are toppled in the wake of generous reproaches.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Sunday, March 7, 2010
The secret thinker
a bandit who steals from the enemy-
the damsel in distress is your conundrum.
As a habit you take stock of everything
but habits sometimes lead to salty tears.
Still, it's best to face unwanted truths
when powders pearls and turbans
can't protect you.
A lady step by step, alone
acheives earthly comforts
and friendly privacy.
Alone and afflicted
but sheltering a vivid essential feeling
we see how you can bow and bend.
Your strength is formidable.
You find yourself remembering
the freedom of absorption in a task-
the perfection of a companion cat.
What bliss to lay the past to rest.
a bandit who steals from the enemy-
the damsel in distress is your conundrum.
As a habit you take stock of everything
but habits sometimes lead to salty tears.
Still, it's best to face unwanted truths
when powders pearls and turbans
can't protect you.
A lady step by step, alone
acheives earthly comforts
and friendly privacy.
Alone and afflicted
but sheltering a vivid essential feeling
we see how you can bow and bend.
Your strength is formidable.
You find yourself remembering
the freedom of absorption in a task-
the perfection of a companion cat.
What bliss to lay the past to rest.
Monday, March 1, 2010
Dashing forward while looking back is safe in open fields
I see my bracelet on my wrist and how it glitters
The hat has been tipped, the dance danced
The easy gypsy queen is seated on her throne
so many pleasures overwhelm
as sweet charm springs to victory
the night garden of life as it is
the mandala of flowers in the morning
I see my bracelet on my wrist and how it glitters
The hat has been tipped, the dance danced
The easy gypsy queen is seated on her throne
so many pleasures overwhelm
as sweet charm springs to victory
the night garden of life as it is
the mandala of flowers in the morning
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