Category Archives: contemplation

Inner most

i am that echo
silently singing
slowly writhing
always conniving
simple addition
chemical affliction
life is birthed
in closets and attics
and pantomime
each movement and representation
a chess match dance
always resting on the cusp of…
a fallen angel
or an uncharted territory
reaping where we haven’t sown
treading into danger
unheading suspicious strangers
wandering into the outer reaches
until we find ourselves resting
in our innermost being

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Ouroboros

you counterfeit drug

you sly mangy dog

stole away my spirit

and left this empty shell casing

I’d be tearing apart
the corpus callosum

until the tremor comes

off the richter scale

quake your knees

don’t be a tease

until the men in the white coats

come for you

and put a muzzle

and a mirror

you were dreamin’ inside a dream

on top of the cream

you were the emperor

who has no clothes

but your monarchy

is a snake swallowing

its own tail

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Pearl

come and commandeer my soul
a little bit of sand slipped in
and it’s being refined into a pearl
lift a prayer for the ordeals
eyes flutter during the stake out
no bullhorn political clout
I cringe at every logical fallacy
doubting  our immortality
wait
your gasping breath has more meaning then for oxygen
a longing for someone or something beyond the present
I’m not about self-fulfilling prophecies
or cradling temporal fashionable identities
I lift my gaze to the author

knowing His penmanship is my own precursor
I gaze at the beauty of reality all around me
the daffodil caught in light and shade
wadding into the river stream of life
beyond emptiness of striving and strife
find the simple pleasures of day to day
of running, cooking, my soul’s being made
so come and commandeer my soul
slip a bit of yourself in
and refine my life

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Cross pollination

I have been turning things
inside out
on their back
sifting through the rubble
with my hand and shovel
making myself
more accessible
sifting through the rubble
with my hand and shovel
making myself

still ineffable

still a conundrum
a quick footed
elusive shadow
but still a little flippant
in feeling

and thinking

cross pollination

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