A Slow Heyoka: Poems

Sep 2020 · 612

Skin deep

A Slow Heyoka Sep 2020

Persona bends
Tree branches
In seasons spent

Some bloom at dawn
Some break in storms
But that tree stands tall with friends

A Poem by A Slow Heyoka 2020

Aug 2020 · 174

Reflection

A Slow Heyoka Aug 2020

Reflection

Piercing souls
Eons, Indoctrinated
Back-scattered at the heart
Suffering and release

I

Spirit dance, Naked
On fires in thunderstorms
Awaiting the axe you bring
To purge thyself in me

Poem by: A Slow Heyoka 2020

Everyone loves to see themselves, until they really see themselves ;)

Aug 2020 · 184

Svaha

A Slow Heyoka Aug 2020

Svaha

Strikes
Divine greetings
To a world under
Sunder
Good morning
Underworld

We meet again
In the rain

As fond of it
I am
Seldom Earthed
Upon dry plains

Fullness
Action beckons cause

Rumble reverberate
A birth
In a soggy tundra concerto

A beauty lies in the time
Between the lightning
and the
Thunder

Poem by a slow Heyoka 2020

For those that don't enjoy counting the one-one thousands ;)

Jun 2020 · 174

The devils keep

A Slow Heyoka Jun 2020

The devils keep

Were I as gifted as most
I would pull from the earth its very heart
As the rivers of its core washed over my feet
With its blood, I'd deem it modern art
Some gifted charlatan of beauty and grace
I'd burn all others work and praise
So it's of dietic thanks and situational applaud
That I never learned to take what I need to stand tall...

;)

Dec 2019 · 600

Rust

A Slow Heyoka Dec 2019

Rust

From all of the promises slept
My futures rest to the chalk board
Rolling my eyes to "You Give A Little Love"
Malone in a monotonous tone

Used to say it was to bright to see
But there's a reason why some things only glow in the dark

And so, with time, behind these holy eyes

You will know the devil

Nov 2019 · 377

The Dinner Party

A Slow Heyoka Nov 2019

The Dinner Party

When I was younger
I thought that tree stumps
were fairy dining tables
I dreamt about inviting
guests to lavish parties
So I ate jam tarts
every time the sun set
And drank ten bottles
of Kool Aid for a bet
I didn’t regret a single sip
but I think the adult inside me
wished I did
Pressing on regardless
into an infinite described
by fluttering eyelids
like moth wings in moonlight
The shutters flapped open,
close, open, close
And the spirit felt known

Part of a collaborative project at a local writing retreat. Its not all mine.can you guess which parts are?

Nov 2019 · 535

The Craftsman

A Slow Heyoka Nov 2019

The Craftsman

The table in the stable
made the craftsman able.
What happens when the craftsman
Can no longer rhyme?

Do they pack their tongue in clay and cry?
Do they have moss growing on their backs?
It smells too sweet to be moss, but too sweet to be grass.
But then we said **** it, just light it up and pass.

And when the lights burnt out
So did my patience and I yelled at the moon in a rage hotter than the sun.
Then the heat dropped
And once again, I could see clearly.

Part of a collaborative project at a local writing retreat. Its not all mine.can you guess which parts are?

Nov 2019 · 919

The Weather Man

A Slow Heyoka Nov 2019

The Weather Man

They said that it would rain today
but for some reason when it didn’t

I was strangely disappointed.
Nevertheless, my jealousy pursued

like a jewel in the nightlight.
Revelling, repulsive, catastrophic.

The earth opened up and all the flowers fell inside.
They mixed with all the tar and soot and rust and then

made us sigh in awe.

In awe of how quickly a tough decision can be made
on our fates.

Suddenly, abruptly, snapping shut, an elastic
band on the door of the future.

Part of a collaborative project at a local writing retreat I attend. Its not all mine. Can you guess which parts are?

Aug 2019 · 795

Dive trails

A Slow Heyoka Aug 2019

Dive trails

What do you know
I'm full of surprises
I'm glad it made you laugh
When I talked of love and setting suns

I don't know what to call it
So difficult to read
Presented with your affection, the attention
Then eat the dust you leave behind

Get close to the rock
That won't sweat your crazy smiles
Want what I can't give you
The new range without a brand

Get closer to the wild
She's bracken for the lonely
Want what you cant give me
A sunrise in loves demand

Sit and cheer me on
These dive trails were for you
Every note I hummed this year
A part of every sad smile melody

I thought I might make this rhyme
But that wouldn't be our way
Reject whats needed deep within
As soon as the other gives up the game

Get close to the rock
That won't sweat your crazy smiles
Want what I can't give you
The new range without a brand

Get closer to the wild
She's bracken for the lonely
Want what you cant give me
A sunrise in loves demand

The best of me is yours
I've had to stop to catch my breath
I'll save the scissors for later
When you come mining for my skin again

A hernia in a basement
No nurses are to tend to me
I'll save the pencil for my lyrics
Believe in me -
I'll pay for it in skipping beats

Get close to the rock
That won't sweat your crazy smiles
Want what I can't give you
The new range without a brand

Get closer to the wild
She's broken for the lonely
Want what you cant give me
A sunrise in loves demand

So stand and cheer me on
These dive trails, they were for you
Every note I hummed this year
You're part of every sad smile melody

I don't know what to call it
A warrior in defeat crying "Axios" up wind
Presented with your affection, the attention
Our script must be lost along the way

Get close to the rock
That won't sweat your crazy styles
Get closer to the wild
She's broken for this homie
Get close to the rock
That won't sweat your tender smiles
Get closer to the wild
She'll take your heart and run a mile

Lyrics by: A Slow Heyoka Written on Aug 3rd 2019

May 2019 · 428

Sink or swim

A Slow Heyoka May 2019

Sink or swim

Each fact is true
But not all truths are facts
You could spend all day measuring string
You can also go bet at the tracks

People will believe what they want
It doesn't make it any less true
But when you find the fact of the matter
You'll be digging up the rest of the crew

A captain can sink with his ship
That's what my mother would say
But that captain will never see daylight again
Unless someone else is willing to pay

May 2019 · 663

Remain Unlocked

A Slow Heyoka May 2019

Remain Unlocked

If we were a perfect hook and latch
Where one fell for the other abruptly
We would but miss our target catch
A few millimetres out
We clash quite brusquely

May 2019 · 333

Brainstorm

A Slow Heyoka May 2019

Brainstorm

The earth is my mother and she is my home

The sky above me, wherever I am. This is my father, my guidance toward future prosperity

I make my way with honesty, docility and adaptability
I make them my divinity along with life and death

I relinquish all concept of strategy, design, tactics, law and talent
I place principle, benevolence and the grasp of fore-locking opportunity in their stead

I hear and spout both reason and madness yet take with me only sensibility and gratitude toward insight

I am no longer prompt, for I refuse to look into concepts toward times restriction

I have no time.
I make the moment my time, the lightning my eyes and the relentlessness of the onset storm my very being.

My mind is my vice, my sword, my castle
Wit is my devise and confusion my destruction

My fullness is my strength, my smile my cure
My emptiness my reckoning and serenity my allure

Written on September 12, 2017

May 2019 · 2.1k

Crazy maze

A Slow Heyoka May 2019

Crazy maze

crazy days
crazy places
crazy nights
crazy faces
turn around
crazy ways
backtrack
crazy haze

colour smothers
colours fading
careful don't stomp
on my crazy paving

crazy dudes
crazy girls
crazy fates
crazy pearls
make it crazy make it good
I wouldn't want anything else
in this crazy neighbourhood
BE CRAZY
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Written on July 07, 2006

May 2019 · 502

The Time Barrier

A Slow Heyoka May 2019

The Time Barrier

Like a faster than light chicken attack
Breaking out of the Higgs field,
With an explosive egg launcher in my backpack
Redundantly pecking at the spaghetti-like wormholes,
As if I can actually eat them
With destiny calling,
Like saying goodbye to the Bekenstein limit
And applying some pressure with an infinite-bit tourniquet.

Written on May 07, 2018

Apr 2019 · 491

Like Water

A Slow Heyoka Apr 2019

Like Water

Even the peaks of Everest will soften and dissolve one day.
So fight the gravity no longer.
Become a river, an ocean, the rain.

poem by: A Slow Heyoka
Written on April 14th, 2017

Apr 2019 · 399

Underdog Current

A Slow Heyoka Apr 2019