Will a breakthrough ever come?
Will you ever cross to me?
Will you ever
look me in the face
and speak your heart?
I am held so constant in
my solid role
Not knowing where to turn from here
As if all my pasts
gave me nothing
to prepare for now
Uncharted path
so simple
yet unknown
And who am I
along this path?
I do not know
August 2016, Boston
Our child lying in the sand
One speck
one call
one hand
one light in the darkness
one look of kindness
change grows
change moves
I am change
you are change
we are change
Baby still upon the beach
water lapping
anguished cries
bombed out homes
struggling
struggling
against the waves
Determination
cannot stay
in danger
struggling
struggling
against confines
You are the change
I am the change
one light
glowing in the dark
Black man walking
angry
hatred
gunshots
yelling
unarmed
youthful
cut down
screaming
running through
naked streets
You are the change
I am the change
one light glowing
Gathered in prayer
gunman erases
mourning the dead
tears echo
tolerance needed
color
culture
gender
religion
eye of the father
mother
son
one family
earth dwellers
Solitary confinement
loneliness
despair
no one to care
families left
waiting
outside the divide
incarceration
swallows
whole lives
justice sits teasing
judgment
ain't blind
and none too kind
for those who are poor
Separation
loss
no one to hear
no one to share
I am the light
You are the light
single light
glowing in the dark
Planet spins weeping
pain of destruction
More news
bad news
comes out each day
We'll have to pay
for yesterdays' blindness
calls for change
fall on ears with no hearing
minds with no sight
darkest night
looks to win
Can't convince
Can't change minds, hearts
beliefs
I am the change
You are the change
Single light
glowing in the dark
Giving Way -- September Song
cricket chorus
in the night
forecasting
plight
of imminent demise
when cold descends
and insects
sing no more
through endless dark
giving way to dawn
How to greet the cold
solid stillness
of frigid?
where songs in stillness
have no voice
Am I ready
to give over
and surrender?
Give up on the
year that's
preparing to
sleep til Spring?
corners of my eyes
are swollen
with golden
summer sun
I am blinded by
the light
and numb
with ease
I cannot see
frozen terrain
locked in
winters grasp
golden light
plays before me
endless dance in
fields of green
I can't see other
Summer fills my
senses
drowned
in
steady strong
chorus
of crickets
chant
pulsing
dark's
warm
embrace
_________________
August
An unknown reason
makes me try to capture
Life
within
some words
It is not bad
or good
only a necessity
expression
Words
so inefficient
somehow capturing
paint vivid tales
feelings, emotions
catch imagination
I am taken
part of this journey
into words
through words
I come out the other side
cleansed
of any hang-ups
purged
by the effort
to express
RIVER LIFE Sketches from Germany, July 2015
swallows
dip and dive
cutting through space
singing songs of glory
life's abundance
Bird whistles
slice across the river
we are here
together
floating through
space and time
resurrecting self
embraces moments
strings of pearls
of hours days weeks
whistles
crying to unseen
companions
I am here
wait for me
find me
in the dying light
soft shimmer
river ripples
silver gainst black depths
currents swaying
ceaseless
cries of birds
while humans'
gentle moans
describe contentment
__________
Locks
continue to
unlock
moving forward
reveal
flow of effluence
carries
without
prejudice or vice
flowing
continues
onward
We
are not
completely
without thought
we're aware
surroundings
entertain
and embrace
hold us
tight
and loose
without structure
and fast
within confines
safety net
flowing onward
carried
such a great honor
for water
to carry
without judgment
mere support
of the journey
as we
move forward
_______________
Openness of the night
strange surroundings
Is it fish
that slaps
insistently
within the dark?
Water
surges
it is confined
yet fights
to break beyond
overcome barriers
constructed by humans
for in this realm
the gods and goddesses
fulfill their roles
filling space and time
without constraints of
mortals
Vine Lines
Age upon age
has lived in this land
working the hills
bending nature
forcing order
to fill human goals
I too enjoy
fruits of all this labor
gentle gifts
with food
and pleasant company
so I'm a part of
dominating nature
bending forcing
to fit the grand scheme
nature complies
and grows the grape
compressed together
on the vine
vines tendrils stretching
wrapping tendrils tight
clasping holding
sure
of their place
built age on age
fitting perfectly in
patterned patchworks
stretching endless
days on days
and we are simply
passing through temporary
visitors
viewing
what ages wrought
in soil and sky
__________________________________
(untitled July 2015)
In the present
everything's great
a lovely
humming along
where questions
hold no sway
victims of
completeness
For the present
no artifice exists
One can ask
in other
when dreams
delusions
take hold
But here
in present
there is no other
The whole
does not afford
less than
other
Is is the whole
that
resonates
great answer, query,
enfolding
complete
And I can only
say
and recognize
my luck
to see
such sights
where life resonates
in beauty and joy
and we all
are part
of the great
Life transcendence
Spielen (June)
Memory plays
forward into a new tune
Unheard melody
rings like a voice from the past
reminding me of
days to come
And I hear
with knowing
through eternity
the sound that never fades or dies
but echoes
catapulted
from lives of past
through countless layers
Resting
in this present night
_________________ June
Why hide Love?
Why not
open it up
spirals of light
that spread greater distances
with each unfurl?
Unwrapping
time
and levels of distance
to reveal
its purity and power
Why conceal?
Is it a way
to protect
secure yourself
deep within a downy fold?
When does courage play a part?
raise its noble head and say
yes, I'm here
the love is real
and all the other
pretense
just a show
a mere distraction
to what really counts
the deep within
the great without
the all encompassing
end of all stories
yes it's real
and I won't hide
when given a clear path
an open door
But now your door is closed
so I must hide as well
like all the rest
hiding in the pretense
hiding in correctness
hiding in the light of day
where no one sees me
___________________
April
The Greening
Tiny lights blanket
floor of my small valley
illuminate topography
and mountain remnants
broken walls of Blue Ridge
rising up
on either side
It is not possible
to see the green of spring
when sun
has traveled to the other side
But days are filled
with views of mountains in the off
and many layers
small trees
pink and white
and others
just greening
with the daffodils
and more coming
Reaching
in layers
to
the broken walls of Blue Ridge
Budding lace
against the countless
cool of Green
Axis 2
I have reached equilibrium
And barely dare to breathe
in fear
that any way I move
will knock this state of
homeostasis off its core
Movement
must win
and take over
stillness
which way?
How long can I hold the core?
grasping tight
aware of all around
Waiting
change eventually will come
and force me off
this point
______________________________
I fell to earth
the impact shook me
woke me
from travel's lengthy sleep
light years of dream
silver halo sunlight
filtered through brown woods
quiet sky
where cloud trails
crossed
and led to other lands
yellow faced flowers
incongruous sentinels
in the endless void scape
I tried to remember
limbs moving through space
why I'd come
and what it is
I'm here to do
I closed the door
and sighed the deepest sigh
as sunlight faded further
and dim-felt recollection
mumbled incoherently
AXIS
A.
It's like a joke
some twisted dream
How to wake from
pretty pictures
To harsh reality
What
is staring me in the face?
my vision is not clear
clouded
by dreams eternity
playing round
unfettered
through my mind
What is the substance
struggling
to take form?
Now
who
is the fool?
B.
I do not see
my blindfold
covers
protects
soft fibers
Is is the axman's
penchant for necks I face?
or simply
sunlight
on a summer's afternoon
when grasses
grow tall
and fill with
breezes' melody
rustling
syncopation in wind
I cannot see
but only try to stand
in blindness
balance unfounded
Try to hold the core
the center of one
It is not vision
that I call for
beckoning in earnest prayer
but only to know
that seeing within
How can I ask for more?
When I am here
ensconced by poverty
with nothing to offer
except an air hole
leading to a
vision of the stars
Light rustles in the constellations
causing twinkling that
ignites a mirth
playing, dancing in the distance
light years away
The Light is me
and I'm reminded that
asking for anything
implies some sort of lack
But yes
I ask again
and though lacking I am
cannot help
it is evident
that I cry
to eternity
the cosmos twinkles
and echoes this
singular voice
I am the only one
witness to this exchange
as earth hums
unthinking
on its axis.
____________________
February
Our discontented winter
Doesn't know the scope of it
Just keeps rolling along
bringing us further into frozen depths
and we
mute travelers
succumb
to the frigid air
that takes us
on a journey of discovery
through ourselves
through time
through challenges
and joy
Against winds of steel
stark white surrounds
we
mute travelers
continue
on our flight
continue with the sight
of self
overcoming adversity
levels
self revelation
peeling away
But buried inside
a warm place exists
waiting
to break out
into
Spring
_________________________
December 2014
But I have thought of Love
beyond companion
actual illumined
and true
The thought came
strange spectre
in half awake of sleep
startled me
and made me see
it could exist
Since then
dis-ease runs rampant
illness of belief
Left alone despondent
No love replies
Only a cruel idea
spectre laughing in the wind
cold penetrates
and fills my openness
___________________________
November
Emotions
Sailing
gigantic waves
overwhelming
Drowning
Will not give me peace
or shelter
Battered tossed
Thrown again
against the rocks
shattered
pieces tossed
carried
thrown again
against the rocks
Drowning
carried
no where to turn
No cries for help
Battered
Thrown again
and again
against the rocks
_____________________
Selenite light
cloaks the night
of day
embracing
with Joy
the Life Force
moving through Creation
Rising from
the rock of foundation
energy courses into
the physical
Manifesting Light
I live love
________________________
Mantra Chant Continues
through the Night
glowing light
love shining in the black terrain
silhouettes of substance
lost and found
then gone again
Night will always win
its dominance is complete
Arrogance of might
the Night
does not regard
mere mortals
I flex my angel wings
hoping to distract
the vengeful god
but I am no match
for this omnipotence
I
a mere
decoy
for this raging night
standing guard
but lost with all the rest
plight of me
hammers into my soul
spikes of time
dig deeper
silence echoes
dry cries
pain is all
yet still I stand
wings flexed
resolute
defend the Light