FINALLY AWARE

The strangeness of late hours and busy feet walking between buildings where memories sift through passions and promises   it must be the under surface of heaven where shadows and dreams whisper wisdom and pillows hide dreams   and finally we realize that flowers become more beautiful as we age into something new

FIRMLY IN PLACE

There stretched out, the ocean   perfect in all shapes protected   ancient in wisdom   its waters sound welcome to all   though it knows not the broken heart life without love shadows of death   yet maintains its authority to always be there            

DRIP, DRIP

A passive silver moon dripped its light through lace curtains into my room   the faucet in the bathroom dripped with precise regularity   both dripping worlds invoking their presence on me   there is no wisdom gained being in the middle listening and watching to the drip, drip from my shelter of awake between … More DRIP, DRIP

CONTINUE ON

Wealth is the combination of thoughts, the garden of words where imperfection becomes perfection; the moving of art to the wall of decision and creation.   The unconventional surfaces as wisdom. There is an essential compression of impulses dispersed in operatic form.   The insistence to peruse is natural, it’s where the person is restored.

CAFFEINE DAY

A cloudburst of eyes and thoughts jump from mental elevators to the tongue, releasing words from the king of hearts.   A cattle stampede of cabs hustle into position for the bullfight over a dollar; the language of hurry fills the street.   Smooth bright jazzy sounds flow like warm mercury from a bar. Smoky … More CAFFEINE DAY