You are made of stone.
Like a two inch wide
twenty feet tall
sand castle on a raging shore.
I watch your sandy atoms scatter home
into the oneness of our infinite beachhahhhh
I forget you.
I watch the horizon brighten
And the ocean whisper
as I remember
You are everything.
You rise from the edge of the world
form the tide grabbing my ankles
You form the tide grabbing my ankles.
and in your rashness
you blur my past steps
so I have no path but forward.
No path but forward.
Forward.
With the occasional glance side ways into your depths.
You swell beside me.
Sit inside me always
Shorely whispering surely everlasting songs of passion passing swift and splashing me in your inspiration.
Dawn of myself
exists in stationary
and centering my universe of me.
Seeking to know thee.
Thy thoughts lost to drink in the
sky
Heaven.
The spacious...
Where my wishes fall from your body forming gracious
images I create from the ways you impress me.
**********
my whirpool heart.
Connecting.
And still
I forget you.
Forgetting.
But then you speak through
everything
and I can't help listening.
Your voice.
The faith with in
a choice to take part
and heal our separateness.
You whisper
I remember.
And as I see yours.
Our body's depth
I am terrified
or exhilarated by the weight of it.
Shake in the waves of it.
I have come home to stay.
You sit
within me no longer.
Yeah because where your songs once were
now you stir.
And sing endless shhhhhhh
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 8:51 PM UTC
God,
you probably already know this but,
you really ****** me.
Because ever since I started seeing the truth in your formless body
I can't for one second feel lonely.
I can't walk down a dark alley without feeling like someone is watching.
Stalking the inside of me with two hands on each shoulder.
I'm comforted by your graces as your third, or 5th hand,
I can't keep track of the ways you touch me, grasps the hilt of truth
and pushes that paradox blade through my chest.
Offers nothing less than a spot light path home if I would follow.
So I follow.
Closer and closer as I create myself into your image
and learn to dance in the abandon you inspire.
My chest on fire.
Unfolding into the air higher and wanting nothing more than to bring them here.
To your garden.
Where you will pardon my language because ******* its beautiful.
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 8:49 PM UTC
These days my dreams are slippin.
Shiver shiftin to the meet the missin warmth you have brought me.
Never again apart shift stops to start the
We-ness I have become.
The Am-ness we have forged here.
Slight eyes open to the reality I have pulled clear.
Ignite bright the dark from my cries;
Transmute fear.
Curb my appetite for destruction and stood near
you as you started whispering.
And I finally found that I could hear
if I was awake and listening
Follow me.
From the inside seen.
A shallow consuming darkness breathes
down my neck. Tip toe check.
I find my breech in selflessness
open up and let it in.
Set the table and cut the hen.
Pour the wine and find the shine to let him inch
closer to the light of my own pitch black baby supernova.
Intact and moving closer
to the potential of us getting over the darkness of gravity.
Pulled too tight and she pushes away like she’s mad at me.
But I’m shining because I’m glad that she
loves me so much to let me sprint shine
on ahead of this dust
I called me body
and relinquish the folly
of feeling so lonely.
So I
call for my center.
It’s been ages and I sometimes feel like I’ve missed her.
But I look and see where he's been
And we just sit back as it all moves in and around us.
Illusions we trust too much.
Never stops it just
keeps on going and I can’t help it.
There’s an answer and I felt it
in the same place at the same times
writing the same rhymes in different movements
for the same boy who believes too deep in the ghoulish parts of himself.
Who now would be no one else.
Uplifted and proud.
Shiver shiftin to make the missing sound.
An invitation to be found within this utterly
unfathomable mystery we’ve shrouded ourselves in.
Let the real meal begin.
Look me in the eyes and sin again.
Lie to yourself as you repress that grin
from the inside out.
Let it out
Scream and shout, twist and mount
your darkness on the shelf.
Become, reshape and acknowledge no self-doubt.
No one else can make you what you are.
Not so far out and away but here.
Now.
Like they’ve said it too many times.
Like I scribble shaped too many rhymes to say
“Right here. Right NOW!"
I’m waiting for that touch of footsteps passing.The inner recognition of the laughing
cosmos crashing to gift understanding at the asking.
And an understanding of acceptance
and its relevance to a faith in the asking.
A doubtless knowing of the presence that’s basking
in the light of every moment of openness we gift ourselves.
Even through these slight eyes I dismiss the hells in which we insist
So as ironic and as hypocritical as it is after all this.
Join yourself in the silence.
The dark behind closed eyelids
and the dance of a sunrise rising
to ignite the sky in
dark pink, orange, blue and violet.
Take my struggle placed beside it
And seen for what it is.
A chance to embark from darkness and know that I got this
because there is no other option
We are the ALL
as One.
I'm home.
"Alone" but look around.
Maybe one isn't the loneliest number after all.
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 8:43 PM UTC
an infectious cheer chokes me.
drives hard the pulse of this moment
this search for a way of telling you
something more than i can see or hear
and still gift understanding.
to commune deeply
to be seeming
parts briefly
realized and fulfilled
until we part
still reach me
Alone within this palace again
and savoring every short but holy breath i take in
every nerve bending current afforded to tell me
I'm alive.
HELLO!
I'M ALIVE!
We ARE ALIVE!!!
Shifting through the lonesome call
of this connected-ness
into the weightless fall.
Letting go of this attentive quality we've cultivated here
stretched, and named it remembrance.
remnants saved for saving who we used to be
inside of what we've become.
a stretch of becoming.
an instant succumbing
to the unknown.
thriving on the thin edge of mystery.
this unfathomable awe in beauty
that we can actually see
dissolve this separation and BE
Blissfully fully aware
of the universal seeds
spun within us.
that i imagine must
reach far beyond the veils ive not lifted.
Somewhere so far beyond that it seemed I missed it.
Crying in a joyous recognition
of this flowing
instantly knowing
that i kissed it
and meant it.
held tight and gripped it
saw the truth in its
temporal dress
and slipped it
off and laid her bare
as he never flinched
just stood there before me
asking if i'm smart enough to ask
because they had stored the
answers to everything.
"you have the key," he told me
"but the door is so well hidden that you'll never find it"
then she took my head in her chest like she was pointing the way
and said, "unless you do."
Oct 2, 2013
Oct 2, 2013 at 10:56 PM UTC
Breath count.
Doubled out.
Half pause and exhale.
Breathe full for more.
Closed eyelids.
Charged silence.
And then
A siren vibration chorus
opens up two contrasted locked doors,
and falls through my porous shapes.
Wash the old cell storage and erase
this byzantine conduit maze made
for losing myself to the grey man inside my skull.
Pull back my irises and behold
a reshaping of awareness.
I AM thisss awareness.
In bold language and expansion,
upward glances and dances
I made up from star dust ballerinas dancin.
So far away from being lost to the chances.
There are no chances.
Life was made not for you, but from you.
To pull through purpose
and choose to
keep
on
breathin.
Directing ITs glow.
Showing God how to flow.
How to sing praise and know
that nothing has been lost or is leavin.
Darkened waters, and quaking storms are weakened
in the silent, still, space that this pressence has seeped in.
Of, in, around, and through.
Creepin.
Sleepin until called to move.
We are always callin.
So true.
Yeah,
IT stays so true.
Whatever you put in, IT pulls to you.
So open up, let in this groove
or choose to lose all that ever meant something.
Was or ever will be hard to lose.
Just see the space and welcome IT in
the empty fullness from where you begin
and end up to begin again.
Recycled through spirals of your imagination.
Practical estimate of reincarnation;
a collective memory passed down through generations
of double helix information storage stations
jotting down every hoped for expression
of who you could possibly be.
And still the variations reach towards infinity.
So yeah this kinda is your one shot
to give this particular expression what you got.
God has just got TOO many incredibly beautiful ideas waiting to be expressed.
And they are all YOU.
So take a step back, it's okay to be impressed.
But even when its hard not to lose my breath to this glorious unfolding,
I still gotta get up,
get dressed,
and go to work in the morning.
I greet presence with every breath I take.
Or at least try to remember ITs name.
I'm still unfolding myself.
Still just pushing the sleep dust from the corners of my eyes.
But with you by my side
there is no one against me.
Only a lover constantly insisting
that the room is oh so cleverly crowded with secret undercover versions of myself.
Existing in and expressing The ONE LIFE that we all are.
Come to me my Love.
Let us begin.
Again.
Aug 12, 2013
Aug 12, 2013 at 12:38 AM UTC
I found you in me, with me, and in you
with heavy breaths to approach through
a moment drawn between this edge of mine
and the space we can’t divide or find
where you or I will cease to be.
Celebrating this expression of “now” and “we”
I enter into the dark, spirit on the cusp of
God creating Gods exchanging Gods just to ****** Us
into The Light the lite bright dark, and to trust LOVE
To be the ALL of EVERYTHING that IT IS
And to allow ourselves to be the EVERYTHING We all ARE.
Blessed Love if you are even reading this, you've made it so far.
Wake up!
Re-member.
May 30, 2013
May 30, 2013 at 6:40 PM UTC
Lonesome No-thing
Lonesome No-thing
I call to you.
And from every corner you will hear;
will have granted
these things I have wished for
as long as I know no fear.
No doubt
of this infinite presence.
So shout
of this thing incessant.
So luminescent
that the light of it,
the smallest glimpse
through the dark
to the height of it
awakens me from my slumber.
Folds the seams and brings me under
the illusions that made me wonder
If This was meant for me.
Then ignites the Life and Light centering
so that I can see with as much clarity
as is equal to the pull of this unity
upon the God inside the three-
fold creature I was meant to be.
The Life that I AM
And leave the rest to be forgotten
so that we can RE-MEMBER
Together.
May 3, 2013
May 3, 2013 at 2:18 PM UTC
I spin universes like you, everyday.
Like spiderwebs made from clay,
spirit, and star dust
pressed and stretched out for trust.
A strength to hold up your space
left hollow and ringing
to recreate your traces
with swallows for singing
and give me something
to fill up with honesty
because honestly
I'm building myself up
with the way your kiss
can spin universes inside me.
One step missed to guide me
to balance in our moving.
One more chance for proving
that my heart is measured;
no pressure, and reassured
that nothing has felt so right in so long.
Lost in my meaning,
my essence,
my song.
Sing to me gorgeous, soft and strong.
With black hole notes
meant for pulling my light towards you
and for you
so we can see where we belong.
At least until we don't.
Feb 3, 2013
Feb 3, 2013 at 8:28 AM UTC
We build bridges.
Like links of hope
between strangers
who wish to have known each other better.
Like ways to write a letter
even if we are lost out and within the sea
when she is not so calm.
Waves break against my edges.
Solid, crash filled, and lighter than none.
When the stillness is all we are after
I clutch to the shipwrecks we made;
shifting through memories
and trying to find anything that still matters
left floating on these scattered life raft tatters.
Way out, away from the centering moon
I call to you
between dark waves and
stretched out in all ways and directions
with every bit of space for breath I have
just to see if you will long for me;
bent breaths with loose lungs expand and
Call to me, just to tell me,
“I Love you too."
Because that’s all it takes to pull me through
the icy shadows that lunge for me.
Part the space between the waves and run for me
so that I can watch the sunset
ignite spirit and burst fire in your eyes;
a cosmic light to burn through the lies.
Again for the last time.
Until the next time
you come home to my lips
and the way they crash waves with yours.
Enough that we build bridges
to find our way back to the shores
that made us wish so much for the ocean.
Right now,
I’m acknowledging the fact that
I may be just some dock that your heart can find home in for a little while.
While you’re in the gravity of my soul
Like the tides our lips pull together.
Far away from forever,
but I know it for a measure,
in your cyclical return...
Feb 3, 2013
Feb 3, 2013 at 8:23 AM UTC
I granted you a couple of more steps than I thought I should.
Measured out in open ended questions
that define the distance between each step across the ground beneath you.
Wishing I had enough strength to keep you, I run.
Far for darkness and strung out on broken memories,
I hold self doubt like slaughter house cuts left festering;
spite filled infections lessening the will I have to go on.
Like this, I know you too well.
And like this I sink in the wells I dug for your endless love.
Not so endless after all.
But the fall…
was much farther than expected and harsher than I had hoped.
So I sing songs for ravens
hoping they turn into crows.
Death crows crowing so that death can find me.
“Death crows crowing so that death can find me.
Long lost negative breath inside me
Shaped to fit the curve of my crying
lungs as they collapse in from rotting.
Dark light of life take what you’ve given me.
Collect the space between my lungs and split me
from my center stillness and let me be free
and know the release of this thing called breathing…”
Oh, the weightlessness of forgetting that burden
is first even to the solace I've found in your departure
and the hope that I will continue to find Love after death.
I join the stillness that you have yet to discover
as I find all that I have ever needed in whispers of my own heart.
Pulsing its poundings long after my chest has withered away.
Feb 3, 2013
Feb 3, 2013 at 8:11 AM UTC