New Poems.
Some newer poems from '05-'07.I liked writing these and I plan to make more; you might enjoy reading them too. |
| -- the meeting -- |
inside, my waking body heart pumping warm skin I've never felt so human
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| -- breakwater -- |
an old film in the mind's eye, untouchable as her body and unreal as the warmth of a sun. the energy of broken bonds flows through me, draining like diuretic, buildings collapse and floods wash to the ocean, where new things begin to grow. the heart like a muscle grows back stronger. the soul like fresh water is not hurt by breaking waves. the seeds that she planted found good soil, and the forest will stand tall and strong.
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| -- set adrift -- |
the currents are cool and strong, too strong to resist... the dead weights of thought are sinking without me and I am rising to the surface, flowing with the waves, smiling and crying to look up at the sky. my heart speaks to me powerfully now and I see how it's always been here... glowing behind the veils of understanding lost in a translation it never needed. uncovered now, it burns bright. the salt lake of sadness, the ashes of anger, the fluttering wings of joy... and beyond it all, the expanses of love, the unfolding of one soul to another, the power of surrender, the root of the One. stop fighting the waves, and they'll lead you to shore...
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| -- growth -- |
deep brown earth and clear blue sky combine in green that heals the body and lets the spirit rise. the elements form into life subtlety and intricacy growing creating the mind from matter and making a mirror for the Self, and this beautiful music plays behind all the noise of our lives. harvesting with grace and eating with reverence, making bodies that touch, minds that understand, and hearts that love, is hearing that sweet music and singing in tune.
inspired at Ignatius Farm |
| -- wintersleep -- |
until she comes to him another name and form for a lifetime of desire a flood of warm water on the rocky shoreline a song from the cradle of the finch's nest and sunlight reflected from earth to moon and back he stirs in his sleep while the general makes directions for the map that will lead to his queen but they'll meet along the way and the landscape of beauty will unfold around them a golden treasure in their midst for now he sleeps, his breathing deeper and stronger, and his heart almost whole
with thanks to this band |
| -- the wheel -- |
what we want to learn and how and on the wheel of samsara we surf or it rolls over the forces of ugliness will block us and burden us but we will become clever and strong we will see through their illusions we have our friends and work that nourishes and creates we have the infinite variety of life and love between yin and yang the story unfolds and we'll read it and learn
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| -- notes on the game -- |
I've flown kites and had singapore laksa I've made love in the sun don't tell me I have to strategize all it takes is confidence and joy the upward spiral of our lives don't tell me there are problems to solve we're beautiful as we are & love fills in all the cracks keep your eye on the sky the miracle's on its way
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| -- ascension -- |
like a bird above the shore the sky rises as it cries out, "I am here, I am alive" sorrow deepens the soul until it holds a clear lake the calm depths of that water the life beyond birth and death and joy and sorrow fall away when we rise up into peace the dissolve into eternity the taking back to God in the meantime, we shift and struggle we find our precious moments, we lose them and somewhere within we find our wisdom and there's nothing much better than a smile and some fresh air
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| -- untitled (written for blueworks vol. 3) -- |
as our bodies blend together. when bare skin meets a warming palm, the endless earth outside is blanketed in cradling sleep. with a whisper we awaken, and the flickering light of our desire ignites a steady flame. candle wax pours slowly down, liquid, as my mouth discovers your neck, a sigh falls through the air as my body greets your wondering hands. there has never been a past as our mouths are drawn to meeting. the current surges forward at the moment our lips touch, pulling our bodies into pleasure as buttons and barriers are undone. there is no goal, no plan for a future as our hips press in together. there is only this moment, hearts reaching through our naked bodies to ease into pleasure and sing in rebirth.
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| -- untitled (for M.) -- |
our hands clasped together the current between our palms connecting us while we sleep as if something inside us something wiser than we are is saying "don't let this go" but earlier, the all-out war within me and the evidence against us as compelling as can be together now, our warm arms enfold like the bud of a flower, to be reborn in the spring or to rejoin the soil... and with breath and hands held we wait for this to grow.
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