Through the bars
he saw stars
Heaven
was a centimetre away
Fingers curled around metal
as his soul poured like water
from life's jug
He saw his essence
lifting up into the night sky
like a tear in someone
else's eye.
Feb 1, 2021
Feb 1, 2021 at 3:06 PM UTC
Restless is the mind
fumbling through unfamiliar spaces
How did we get here?
How did we end up
tumbling in a washing machine?
Is this a cleansing?
Wherefore art my Ark?
Feb 1, 2021
Feb 1, 2021 at 1:12 PM UTC
Once i thought I knew something
and then knew nothing at all
Climb the wall or break it
fly on wing or fall
Somewhere in between
I've heard that balance is in tow
Something about ducks
being neatly in some row
Evades me, this enlightenment
pervades me does the doubt
Essentially there's always something
that we do without.
Feb 1, 2021
Feb 1, 2021 at 12:47 PM UTC
This little bird flew to heaven
and that little bird flew to hell
God was away
but the Devil was waiting
for a penny in the wishing well
Some little birds went to paradise
while others simply fell
God be scarce and the Devil be willing
to play another game of dice.
Feb 1, 2021
Feb 1, 2021 at 12:31 PM UTC
Some say ..
others do.
Between saying and doing,
lies an ocean
of maybe.
Feb 1, 2021
Feb 1, 2021 at 12:23 PM UTC
I searched for you by daylight
and found nothing but snow
I called for you by moonlight
and was answered by a crow
It said 'sssshhhh, be still, now
as you tend to your heart.'
Where have you been, friend?
I promised to walk with you
until the day's end
but felt your hand slipping...
I held on and you let go
and now I'm not sure where to go
without your footprints in the snow.
Feb 1, 2021
Feb 1, 2021 at 12:21 PM UTC
curiously examines the corner
as she searches for shadows
cast against the black abyss
of her sleeping mind
when the lights come on
she hides in the cracks
waiting, waiting to awaken
from the dreamstate that
some call life
Feb 1, 2021
Feb 1, 2021 at 12:13 PM UTC
so my art teacher said,
" draw abstract.
dont think about the perfect line. "
when i do this in writing
things sometimes come undone
and the reader does not understand...
except for maybe 1.
1 is enough.
Jan 31, 2021
Jan 31, 2021 at 11:38 AM UTC
Thoughts have mass.
What weighs more?
The carrying of a cross,
or the thought thereof?
Know ye not that ye are Gods?
What then, of the temples
on either side of your head?
Did you forget that you are Divine?
That you are the temple
of your own God?
That you co-create the space you
co-inhabit, body and mind?
As above so below.
The power of a Word.
Know naught else,
but know Thyself.
For thou art made in the image of God.
The architect of your reality is you.
Speak wisely
as you cast your thoughts
upon Creation.
Jan 24, 2021
Jan 24, 2021 at 3:51 PM UTC
So i spoke
and was arrested for my words..
But in the beginning there was only the word
so lets arrest God for having spoken.
It was Him who spoke the original thought
that put this wheel into motion.
I am a mere driver of this wheel,
as are you.
So let's drive this vehicle of life
into the sunset and whisper words of wisdom,
let it be, let it be.
Jan 14, 2021
Jan 14, 2021 at 2:40 AM UTC