Cutting open through the sky
night tides fly
up up and regaining balance
And after the sky
changing
moving between the lines
The broken open awoken
emptied selves of ourselves
blue and blind as the sky
.
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
blood flow
you make me feel
past the cloud of words
a different kind of weather
inside
close between two hearts
.
past the cloud of words
a different kind of weather
inside
close between two hearts
.
Sunday, August 5, 2012
The wobbly legs of life
made new each morning
learning to walk in happiness
to find universal balance
Together
growing into our own souls
deep window enigmas significant
as their missing edges
love rain tears of joy
muted dark
brain branches
with stars on them
.
.
learning to walk in happiness
to find universal balance
Together
growing into our own souls
deep window enigmas significant
as their missing edges
love rain tears of joy
muted dark
brain branches
with stars on them
.
.
Friday, August 3, 2012
shadow of the koala heart
God clouds
rush this world away Into
bright ashes
Dream out the lights
past phrase and imagery
ripping through black ribbons
as religion holds back the dark
somewhere between myself and suffering
a drop of rain
as far away as the stars
.
rush this world away Into
bright ashes
Dream out the lights
past phrase and imagery
ripping through black ribbons
as religion holds back the dark
somewhere between myself and suffering
a drop of rain
as far away as the stars
.
Saturday, July 21, 2012
A moment past the sun
The ocean sways
heavy reaching past my eyes
Amore, to comprehend explanations
the less pooling in my heart
and stepping through the shallowest
notes with perfect consciousness
past thorn trees holding speech
I notice I'm holding my teeth tightly
but still feel the gentle tug from a groaning sky
and the kiss from spring rain's
liquid body
...
heavy reaching past my eyes
Amore, to comprehend explanations
the less pooling in my heart
and stepping through the shallowest
notes with perfect consciousness
past thorn trees holding speech
I notice I'm holding my teeth tightly
but still feel the gentle tug from a groaning sky
and the kiss from spring rain's
liquid body
...
....
Monday, July 16, 2012
to the higgs boson
If you don't have the time by all means
please go on without me
I can empty myself of everything but time
It lays beside my soul quietly passive
like the sky's pressure building
slowly inside our painted landscapes
scrape off the paint you said once
and then there's nothing
as nothing knowing nothing
If this is true
I can wonder,
Looking into your eyes
worth the feeling
the soft length of your
fingers
like the night gently
pushing across the sky
...
please go on without me
I can empty myself of everything but time
It lays beside my soul quietly passive
like the sky's pressure building
slowly inside our painted landscapes
scrape off the paint you said once
and then there's nothing
as nothing knowing nothing
If this is true
I can wonder,
Looking into your eyes
worth the feeling
the soft length of your
fingers
like the night gently
pushing across the sky
...
Sunday, July 15, 2012
Sunday, July 8, 2012
Because of yesterday
I remove my self as best I can
but can't disrobe my dreams of you
that I am within
my heart an empty cask
floating down river
with the
awarenes only of your existence
carrying me
winds blow above me
but I only feel the breath of
your soul moving me
past jeweled fins
under ocean stars
and into
the smooth churn of your
silky
seas
.
but can't disrobe my dreams of you
that I am within
my heart an empty cask
floating down river
with the
awarenes only of your existence
carrying me
winds blow above me
but I only feel the breath of
your soul moving me
past jeweled fins
under ocean stars
and into
the smooth churn of your
silky
seas
.
Sunday, July 1, 2012
Away to Go
Let's take flight and talk to the sky
tonight
caught in a caring smile
you got the moon hot with sun spots
tell me
about that place inside me called
me again as we sink
into this quiet light where everything has ears except us
..
tonight
caught in a caring smile
you got the moon hot with sun spots
tell me
about that place inside me called
me again as we sink
into this quiet light where everything has ears except us
..
...
Monday, June 25, 2012
Just Looking
Why would I want
to climb Mount Everest
when just looking in
your eyes gets me so much higher?
...
to climb Mount Everest
when just looking in
your eyes gets me so much higher?
...
Friday, June 22, 2012
The mockingbird and the thistle
Me,
I am the bird singing with my colored feathers
always dreaming of you
...
I am the bird singing with my colored feathers
always dreaming of you
...
Saturday, June 16, 2012
solome
1.
mothered on branches
of morning sun
she puts them into
her blackest pan
and flips them
only the way she can
spreading butter like the sun on
its honeymoon
2.
there once was a time
before the sweet dreams you take me to
...
mothered on branches
of morning sun
she puts them into
her blackest pan
and flips them
only the way she can
spreading butter like the sun on
its honeymoon
2.
there once was a time
before the sweet dreams you take me to
...
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