Saturday, November 27, 2010

Summer's Sweet Springs

Sweet nothings
Whisper
By the side of an ear
As stars shine,
twinkling
their wisdom;
Aeon after aeon..

{ Two pairs of feet dangling over a seawashed dock }

Nymphs ,
Selkies and merfolk
gather
to revel and giggle
in new spring love...

Shimmers and lappings;
ocean's body's
on this pier..

A Series of Moments // One Morning

A Mind that will not stay still.
Faster still
Within
This city.

Siding the outer perimeters
This monger of fish
Sitting on this bench,
My eyes flicker -
with the movements
surrounding...

"Hi baby"
A passer by salutes.
Another fumbles with keys.
Don't let--
These great jobs pass you by;
Ads on a passing bus.

Ironic amusement.

Dozens of
Hungry tongues searching
for a morsel-
of
Sweet salubrious tastes.

Lo!
A familiar face
races past.
A bike
Two wheels too fast....
sign language //
Ahoy there my friend
Full steam ahead in
Good morning traffic.

Electrical winds
ushering
in another dawning day.

It was a sunny beginning,
now, clouds
bringing
touches of crisps and
Windy chills

Refreshing licks

Elements

so
Elevating
Serenading

On my Skin.

Changes

More than before
the ideas of who i thought i was
and
who i am becomming..
are
always in a
constant
cathartic
change
and revolution //
spirit overthrows all that
remains hidden
as a wise one once said:

"what is not brought to the light
of consciusness
will be experienced as fate"

UniVerse

To share with you,
all that is invisible,
like threads weaving
upon the infinite
space of existence.
Perfection
permeates
every possible dimension...
we are living within
a unified,
ordered
Uni~verse

La Luna Nueva

The sun has long since sunk -
Beneath the evening clouds.

A new moon undresses
A month of memories.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

visions

Some distance away,
a girl will sit and

Type.

Writing...

Thoughts that pass
on through
this busy mind of hers.

Evolution.

Inside,
far inside
pandoras box
longs to be opened.
But where is the key?
The heart asks
for pleasure first.

Alice, where did you hide that key?

Heavy eyes droop,
A body is pulled to the bed,
low lights creating
the space
for night time's slumber.
Into the cradle of stars and nebulae
this spirit/soul
will travel;

A silver gossamer thread...

Reminding

of this world

here
and
now.

deevine dance

Events
Arise,
Then pass

Streams of light , sound
Consciousness
Connect
Playing with all that is,
that will be
that was,
all that we can imagine, dream or envision,

eternal child;
playing within

divine
dance
of
existance....

Dandy

Dandelion tea
steaming here...
moonbeams shine across
this white table...
candles flickering
in the still air.

Not so still,
it seems.

a kiss

i kiss
your lips
softly;

desiring only
to merge into
nothingness

no words come out
the sound of my breath
against your skin...
silent passion;

consummated
by you...

~*~

To share with you,
all that is invisible,
like threads weaving
upon the infinite
space of existence.
Perfection
permeates
every possible dimension...
we are living within
a unified,
ordered
Uni~verse

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

White Table

The jar spilled on this white table of mine
and for the millionth time
i curse myself
for the clumsy moves i make
and i wish
i wish i had the courage
to let myself be
myself.

i make faces cos i can’t sit still
and let myself
just be.

i wonder when this mask will drop;
i’m standing here naked
in front of you,
terrified
cos u can see right through
all the walls i put up,
i tremble
but can’t move.

you come closer
and place your hand
on my arm,
in that silence
everything is said

and i cry,
i cry those berlin walls
away.

StarSeeds

Clusters, groups, fractals.
self replicating organisms.
infinitely different in the smallest subtleties
but
following the same basic track.
rewind; replay
we are all different
but essentially
the same thing
striving for
unique views of creative expression

individuality
micro-cosmic manifestations
of
macro-cosmic creations
universal pulse
in our blood-

stellar relations

Wanderlust

An open road,
where all
is told...

Outside the confines of a
home town
i surround
myself with all
that is unfamilliar and different
in the quest to settle the unsettled
that burns deep in my core.

Desire for saturation,
beyond satisfaction
longing
for divine liberation...

Rain and...

Sliding drips of wetness-
rolling off the leaves.
Dropping silently on
the black shiny tar;
black mirror reflecting
dim lights of consciousness
within the cities succluent
and seductive
airs
charms,
and graces...

dharmaKarma

Prizes tantalizing drawing us in,
The shows and extravaganza -
Ego revel

To be in it and want it,
Love it savour it,
Be involved with it..
Flowing free in it,
Out of it,
In between and around,
Playing within and without,

Never alone -
Always at One

Creative thinking/ Free thinking/ Unlimited thinking,
Breaking personal boundaries.
Going further than you've gone before
- Physical, Mental ...
Spirit interconnected ;
Evolving thru the karma,

Dharma is what makes my world turn
what i came here to do....

ink

Black and white twisted forms
that grace the page
empty,
yet pregnant with desire...
To be filled
with the artists creative pursuits, urges
spilling forth...
Becomming empty
filling this page to the brim
of wanting and lust...

Ink rolls from the tip
lacing silent sounds
within the mind
slowly
dressing
this page.

4am moon


Its 4 am  as the moon hangs-
low on the horizon.
Precipitously signalling the approaching dawn
yet still
some distance
away...