Monthly Archives: February 2014

Having not known Want

06 Thursday Feb 2014

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Having not known want.
Desire, yes.
Longing,
for year after early year.
But needs unmet,
definitely not,
except
when it came to the intangible.
And for those needs to be filled I dug
and scraped
howled out
climbed towards
cooked up
excised and wound-dressed
myself.
Skills built by me
for me,
with generous allies coming and going,
allowing this wayward spirit
to be, finally, available
to the rest of life,
hopefully,
as one sharing inspiration
with the wild

Utter Fearlessness

06 Thursday Feb 2014

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i stare at death directly
no barriers between us
blond predator eyes staring,
mine equally fiery, flashing
total dissolution
when and where we merge
i don’t care
every day is life or death
the strangely ignored baseline
i’m stripped to bone
and nothing
except breath
separates us,,
in this death i now face
beyond it i see
utter fearlessness

kicking shadows down the road

05 Wednesday Feb 2014

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New rain smell
falling
through the open window-
no more kicking shadows
down the road.
No slant of light
to shed them
with drop after drop after
drop
the clouds empty
for this thirsty land
to sip, no
gulp,
in the rare
and precious
openness of the receiving.

when we haven’t any idea where else to go

05 Wednesday Feb 2014

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if i can reach you when the darkness surrounds you,
if there’s a light i’m able to shine
to give direction when all orientation disappears,
i count myself lucky,
offering only what i know
from all the time i’ve been lost in the night
and faced the depth of pain a heart feels when it seems likely to crack in two,
i hold out not my hand
but point the way to the hand i hold
and, in its small way, this act
may be what it takes for you to save your own life
because
that’s what we do for each other,
and while i haven’t much to give
i do understand what feeds our essence~
love
compassion
kind words and laughter- if they come-
silence and listening..
you are not alone, for that which moves my blood,
also moves yours,
we are not so unalike, you and i
let us sit at the invisible table
and taste
this day’s hot brew when the cold wind whips
and we haven’t any idea where else to go

sitting, awake, through the night

05 Wednesday Feb 2014

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When the zeros line up

it’s only a new day

and

all things are possible

(spoken best, of course,

with the head woggle of a native Hindi speaker)

and the blankness before you

the discomfort of the void-

 

in that dark place, magic is born

where what normally hides from the day can play~

let it beckon with crooked mischievous finger

and whisper its haunting melody..

times come when the path must disappear

beneath your feet

and sitting, awake, through the night

may be exactly what is best for spirit

to guide you

the long journey

03 Monday Feb 2014

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When the trees reach their greenest,

that is when I will fly,

wings strong and broad for the long journey..

with feathers, iridescent,

reflecting the sky,

tail tasting the coolness of clouds,

eyes bright with the adventure

of following the setting sun, and

my heart singing the song

of every hour,

each tear and bubbling laugh,

that ever was