From a horse that loves you

If  I was not a horse

I could be your moon

your word's writing fluid

mounted on the sky



trusting in myself

loving you all ways

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if the sun that shines could feel

Never closer from I
You may not be 
last or only 
She

Buried in sun
round eyes
eyes ordinary with love
as If the sun that shines could feel



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Still with you

I walk and wonder if you are near
ground smiling
dreamy earth spreading its past into a knowledge of stars

complex particles moving
towards a clearer vision
against all movement
as my heart is carried past meaning
and ignited dreams


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mixed together

silence passes as the sun does
as the birds open a passageway
into being

words imperfect together
sparking between up and down
heartbeats


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a view into the evening

Eyeless fish swim about a buried treasure
drowned in the cold sweeping of salt over gold.
reinvented
marine
pictures of
promise washing over speech

a hundred years tug along
and whereabouts now only known
like the sign at the crossing of a road

what if freedom casts a shadow like
a closed window marking the way out
and before we go
reaches through space as
breath dances whole over us and swallows night
and removes everything
floating us back in two into
what love is




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The anti-bophemus shield

unseen as history
existence
like interest or the notion of clouds
  in perspective

  the turns that fade me
into this reflection
save the life present in each moment 




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the dry quality of light

All the light touches
makes this your touch
words parked and left behind 

what was said
delicately learning to believe in nothing
from the vibrating 
moisture of
images swept away like flesh

what is happening is larger than 
nature dreaming
and everything 
lost in the chaos between here and there
is frozen in stone as this silent heart
still vibrates


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Un Meme

Star beam screamers
stream through me and never touch
not greater than love or death
bringing everything
Braced against new life
like the antonym sign

all aligned into this being
with the stars cold
inside a fire

and between blinks the scent of life
the same as space
in refreshing pools of something
I can't remember

There, as slow as the ages
as a bridge returns to a
building, and the dream ends

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current wide atlantic flash image

sunlight remembered at night

lifting leaping
souls stretch past the world
feeling things unknown

peeking at
the dream
we bring each other a new day

as the pillars of night slowly fall
and its arches crumble to the escaping sea




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Caribbean

 

 

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unable to move asking

Embracing a memory of every this moment
   at the borders of   life
like this life
  dark feeling
  healing
the part of our voice without Words  for what this is
  seen  in an imagination of
unable to move asking



If I  shut my eyes 
would you shut your eyes
heads or tails
would our fingers reach out to the end
of the page

slow  torched
  deeply in love with now


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tree space

____ smoke brushed scarlet skies
hand over a quiet hold of breath
like the formula for wind swept trees
to leave shadows
like the sweet path of elements twined together
shaken still visions
laughing at purpose and thought



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under the eyes

A pair of old moments
you and I
staring at the see back mirror
like big mountains shade over acres of land

Something we are
only dawn understands
leaving remnant red behind
sunday morning's eyes
we are lucky with our
saddle bags full of love

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the day drowns in infinity
with silver plated patience
as winds curl and clear the sky
evaporating  rainfall

All in the language of dreams
all planted in different directions
something to share
to open the evening

and all safely
disappearing into a poem
on air

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described poorly

  the truth
 disguised as poetry

sweet company
longing for love
here
as life cheers 
in  thirsty song
with the face the wind makes
somehow 


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water song

 the night sky lifts high
   silent and serene
the night rain freshly near
its lyrical language on places
like little mountains
all melting into a pleasing song

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born secretly

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


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blood flow

you make me feel
past the cloud of words
a different kind of weather
inside
close between two hearts



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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

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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

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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


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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

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Poodle Ears

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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


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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


..

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Just Looking

Why would I want
to climb Mount Everest
when just looking in
your eyes gets me so much higher?



...

The mockingbird and the thistle

Me,
I am the bird singing with my colored feathers
always dreaming of you


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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

...

like this

from out cold seeing stars
into a trembling heart

stirring in the very things
prayed for 
these parts of everything
turning slowly like tides   

Today I made sense of it all.

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hold me breath

hardly the definition of insanity
it takes determination to do the wrong thing
over and over and expect a different result
it might even lead to some kind of enlightenment...

learning patience
and to never give up the dream
sometimes the wrong way's the only
way to get it right




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only what fits in the ocean

the darkest part of everything
wears down the black sky
and in pursuit
moving eyes 
under guarded eaves
with stunning quickness
move into position

where night   
stops seeing
and becomes light as summer
with daylight on its back
like here and now,
where the only question you need ask
goes something like this

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Escaping From Translation

Heart bound
wound round around
the inside and out
of everything

Adrift on this splendid
current floating gently
away from meaning
Soaked in earth
and universe

....
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Arrhythmia

Through the nothingness of desire
you hear it
the words rising above the world
woven wildly in dreams beating
in precise rhythms 
pockets of wonder to reach out
and feed on
left unsaid spoken only
by the heart words unchained
wandering the sky


..

all there is is all I'm looking for

you spread your words like fire
my soul basting slowly over their flames

as this beginning  persists and fades
and as a result, I’m left here at another end

something that I know can be defined
only by the ability to feel 


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To my mind's back

About
slowly perfectly being in this expression
about me the receptacle 
of weight 
the you and  no one of everything
like ribbons tied onto an echo
and feeling again in a range from blue
to white the surface of this sky
...
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Felt like oxygen

being  eating
a world worthy of laughter
and a cry
blissful as boredom
painted in soft light



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Between Mountains

across the cool ivory bed of salt
wearing the uniform of grammar
sunshine flows over depth and distance
love poems that once were still
in faint whispers 
brush into the evenings long reach
and fade into an ocean of space



...

Slipping Still Silent

withering playfully into
impostors
flawlessly mechanical and efficient
like the ancient art of letters
rubbing our shadows off walls
mind gliding hill sweeping
heels slip sweating

the skin
this inherited reality
writes in its own language
writing in each other like the
flowers growing in your blood


...
..

Her smile

as stars walk behind clouds

Her soul speaks to me
in the silence of a distant moon.


 ..

night's eyes

and we disappear, farther
farther
into night's eyes
giving softly to
this moment
saturating into shadow

..

My Soul holds me down here

Machine phrased paused by infinite
breath I stand here
and can't tell space from sound
as if water
with its gentle violence
lands in the way

just like here
my words for god
as if we never looked
each other in the eyes

all threaded together the same
without anything to long for

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skeleton problem

asleep
in a tuft of fonts
staring out at my own eyes
year after year
without spring
to will
the dead alive

as midnight drives you
to the corner of each eye
the one I love to keep
the night
from falling
asleep


...
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each moment has a name

wait,
it will be a day like this
a turning of the stars
meeting themselves
each moment full
silenced into music

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woven

.
the scent of being
the wholly imaginary
gaze I see makes sense
bright patterned
Of unimaginable beauty
Love does not pretend
as real as this fast and black
falling in front
of the moon


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after words

A cool justice brought by morning
and the nostalgia of one day at a time

After thinking about it
I can't say I miss you making me cry.

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Under the day's care we lay
together in broken sunlight
and calmly embrace its innocence
sharing in dreams awoken by birds

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on an island with electronic waves
in the magnetic fire at the top of the earth
  
seen within the wind
soft tears as old as particles
saying
my heart didn't fit in your heart


..

peeking into nothing

we should know better
we say all the time
it makes us laugh and jiggle together
our squishy insides

there were no tips on our points
indeed no points at all
and what's left
only tasting each other's breath
our souls embraced  in some imaginative way

continuing our dream that doesn't care
that doesn't matter
looking thinking and laughing

don't feel sorry for us
or yourself if 
at the center of it all
at the center of  twice broken hearts
is understanding 
that we have been
together gently watching the no
leave from nothing  the thing  leave from thing

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Sugar Room Circles

 Your heart
 touches my senses

Sucking you out of my lips
I taste you in my mouth in sips



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hiaku

The steam

brings my imagination out of focus

the wise glances too infinite for eyes

the moon

at the crossroad

the surging furry vision

of  Love's

pale importance


stars and the autumn moon

kissing my blood

swallowing u p the tight smooth flowers

Against the river’s

solid stance

able

a monument to your last words.
 
 
 
 
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The dimensional measurement of light

time rushes along my nerves 
like the black around flames the past
fills my consciousness with invisible light
Sacred  flaws communitcated
through sonic fields of flesh
a new intimacy found on an empty escape  


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