I fish the stream,
I gut the fish
I love the ride
Of her fingernails,
I quote french
And receive a kiss,
I gather wood &
fire burns.
Roast the sustain,
On some charcoals,
Plenty light now,
Before the close.
The rest of nothing
becomes whats missed,
and knotted furrows
depress the look.
Ivy grant me,
A second cusp,
Red brick memory
from a backwards glance.
Hear us laughing,
in the dark,
so soft and pretty,
in the night;
Clamorous calamity
Bright armageddon. Bounty feasting, glorious and sublime.
Thursday, September 28, 2023
gaze on
secret secret
there's always something hidden,
in the back or
around the corner, in a spot
darker than seeing eyes.
and it was put there
for safekeeping
away from the reality
of others.
ideas brew idea babies
and they grow as fast as time.
it is the thinking,
that without light or water
without contact
without notice
that hidden stuff cannot grow
so sadly false is this view
and yet here we linger
in this form.
Wednesday, September 27, 2023
message in a bottle
we are here
on this earth
like the trees
and the sun
and the air
and our hurt,
we are live,
as we wait,
as we build, as we care,
i know this thing,
about us all, i watch the wave
tumble forth,
call out names: one by one.
collapse the hard
by being good.
Look out farther,
further in,
grant me access,
receive love.
Sunday, September 10, 2023
late night confessions
i cry at night,
seen only by the
glow,
the noise hums,
i fill with regret
like a tub, a sink,
plugged up!
baby i just want to,
flow,
like a good guy
like a true
arrow,
can i please be
mighty like the
sun?
Sunday, June 25, 2023
that good romance
theres a cool car
& an ocean breeze,
dont forget restless obsessed,
beggin beauty bout you,
dont leave...hey,hey,hey.
i needs to leave you this way,
cutest bay, little moo, tippy toes,
scrunchy nose...
flick back your hair, dont care,
its forever ago, i know your smell,
always forever crushing.
Saturday, June 17, 2023
a momentary mantra for passage
time is a measure of space,
and light is the ruler;
From within we expand,
From expansion we contract.
The truth the ebb
the reality the flow
the present tense
the fixed point from where
we measure.
Friday, May 26, 2023
agitated
sometimes i chop stuff down
cause i feel wrong
or told that,
or tired, worn;
sometimes i break things
by mistake or not,
finally lost of fear
dangerous, dumb, done.
mostly i breathe slowly,
remember past tragedies,
carry on.
Tuesday, May 23, 2023
the stars above us
i sit by the fire surrounded by desert and look:
In front of me the flames take shapes,
i feel free and settled, and they speak;
deep within my cells the history of my all my pasts unfolds slowly with the heat and outer blanket darkness, and those times tell stories like when you used to camp with friends and family.
The rocks are witness.
The craggy outlines and holes penetrate the meaning. Im left to wonder.
The stars above also consuming matter, and gravity thuds the pit another log for the flames.
As night passes the moon rise quickens and all living things attend to the heavenly transer between star and celestial body.
The fur of other beasts and plants coats the body, and at some point also sizzles and splatters, crucified / sacrificed in the name of lofty purpose.
Depending on the adventure the desert can beckon with many diversions, pleasures, past times, or meditations.
Bold adventurers sample whatever offered.
Call your name,
So much emptiness answers.
I settle gently, still by the fire.
As it embers my eyes whisper dreamy,
thankful for the mojave.