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.

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

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

sunlight

nap's maps

sprint spins spirulina guides

open window now

who wants to know

where inject

spiral time

echoing both hemispheres

nap's maps quoters

house pursued

mix the tools well

court cards @ waistband

before miles icons

withering

anchor correct

bonding for long 

booked

through mail-rama

clone tape post bore

dome luck come

dirty before dawn

above chock wood

wands fiery stars

listen

bell time fond sleep

mode cause broke

soap salm god year

among good grief past

monsters monastery more...

555

those fives

the change

you are

aunty

see painting

a sparkle in

the curls

a tea party

where’s cribbage

the god

forecasting the

future wins

moving toward

next phase

allowing

the distance

between

the fellows

body and soul,

whose spirit

longing for truth

one consciously,

another - just lurking

accustomed following

the sweet lies...

lazy wave

lazy wave

approaching

rest & retreat

ego excited

absorb, rest, repeat

fall coaching

key words

words

keying 

to path

cleaning

the past

maybe

one day

I’ll do it

again

if they invite

why

i hope

for what

is not current

the joy

in now

in 2 and 3

keys

I’m touching

per hour

grief

transformation

power

grief

integrated

clinging

for things

and memo

rivers of

tears

before

healing

catch up

the breathe

feel the

difference

go inside

experience

we try

integrate…

oneness.

voices

yes, we

listen

inner voices

keep

our life

small

shrink

to feel

secure

safe

we 

may

want

to feel

authentic to

breath

dance

and sing,

to learn

from

beauty.

at horizon

at horizon

the moon too

small

to show

love

unconditional

sun

thriving

coach us

daily

even 

no summer

but Indian

leaves at

 fire

in hearts

 chamber

of secrets

hidden

ourselves

consciously

we observe

our body

taken by

instinct

to survive

we starving

abruptly stopped

the effort 

undo

unlearn

reframe

to build

a new habit

no holding

back...

a wall

relationships

wall

pink shaft

stagnant

awakened

by thought

wave-particle

world

quantum

duality,

the way 

to find

momentum,

position to reach

the chemistry,

protect yan-yin

cluster