Wednesday, July 1, 2020

morning hours

morning hours
the portal to heaven
open


I am
on low carbs diet
ascending


clouds-dolphins
ready to jump 
into trees,
into dreams
of the morning,
into sound
of pain…


even the crows
pause to preach
a crackle of clearing claw.

Monday, May 25, 2020

sunset

saw you leaving
gently kissing sky
blue enchanted
evening 
drunk with cherry 
blossom…

~     ~   ~

out of the blue
yearning to deavor 
mocking dragon cloud

as a diamond
sun returns anew
goodbye rings

Wednesday, March 4, 2020

now

karaoke of needs
a new voice
pitchy pinch
- roll over!

out of lines
unknown
swimming at nights
at moon time

reaching to stars
trajectory of
milky way
 sounds,
  textures,
   dimensions
upgrade.

Monday, January 20, 2020

through density

fir cones burning
air dense with
whimsical silhouettes
love, light
stretching the
body parts at
the world destinations
carry on lifetime
through multi-dimensions
spontaneous
growth
from the place
of heart

Wednesday, January 8, 2020

possible


by Merlin's touch
a dove -alive
in know way

his mourning call
is carried above
erected shrine

a dome-shaped stupa
hope & ashes
the bygone days

a spiral time
stirs age of hush
and - sounds of the bell

who hears a song - 
nice tip of the hat 
to the New Year.


Read more at Sunday's Whirligig

Wednesday, December 25, 2019

a vagrancy of soul

I want to rebirth once more
accepting the missed chance,
changing my choices, clothes,
forbidden stance.

Risking @ suspicious adventures, 
put the shoulder to the wheel,
leaving a habitual hearthstone
for wild, strange & dangerous deal.

And if I survive that challenge -
to write a wayfaring book on
an experience of not pretending,
the joy of soul-vagabond.

Wednesday, December 18, 2019

the world you are

skills scaled in the sky
worthy to hang
on rusty twig 
nothing
to grow but
by intent of 
art, 
experience of beauty



curiosity drives
walking alone
in the forest
seclusion prevails
expected power
no consolation
double sworded
a heart bleed…
memories of love
as single sparks
drifting in a 
water of sorrow


a new love 
knocking
in a hollow house
the good vibes
tied by green promises
no expectations
 the shell grows
small to express
the longing to
own the world
you are

Tuesday, December 17, 2019

overwhelmed

overwhelmed thoughts 
falling apart 
we’re walking 
thru debris and tears
on the stilts


making our way
needles and pins
blindfolded
within our beliefs


moon crowning
having our back
whispering:
never enough...

spread whisper

tarot cards spread whisper…
how we dance under the moon
children like
wetheral wisp
pleasure for parents
attempted to reach
the best expectations
forgetting themselves
whose now
desire fulfilled
postponed in life
of cups and jeans
by the seashore
sitting 
sandcastles 
builders
rubbing the vessel of
dreams
magicians, witches, shamans…
bringing the whole
tribe 
within 
in a ceremony of life