(2014)
Meant to be recited slowly as a mantra
#AMeditation
Time for a pit stop Half face in rear view mirror Road unwound behind
which of our ancestors did it - traded wings for thumbs burdened us with possessions fed us to the uncompromising earth…
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a cold moon filters down through the purple asters no explorers have returned with caterpillar robes and dandelion gold
white-rimmed waves crawl reluctantly shore ward moody city skyline rebuffs shafts of sunshine cloud confusion
see them standing in glass houses clutching stones of fear anxiety suits and shoes boots and jeans makeup and hair powdered and perfumed
summer is ending following the rolling sun quite without remorse
last night the winter world transformed to summer’s sphere fireflies in the night their aimless paths alight
There is an even-handed justice in… No senility forgiven, but caught a… Blood and flesh, bone and marrow To feed the life of another, And back to the earth that gave it…
death is absence of thought - zen how can we be afraid of something we cannot live to experience? it’s life that is frightening
liquid blue nightgown made of lighter fare floats in romance of autumn air a ballerina in an erotic dance longing to join that v-trail in th…
how pathetic to be born without wings such gifts should be for womankind, too
SHIPBOARD last night from starless skies a t… stunned and shaken, seeking shelte… from unfamiliar shipboard lights I watched it falter with wings out…
(Based on the fact that 95% of household dust is our own skin cel… flakes of me circling in the sunli… bits of you lying on the bureau gather them in a beaker
the darkening hills a triumvirate of crows in the glowing gloom