a thought not happy

to the fire of eternality

I Remember
When you came to tuck me in at night
The scent of fresh sheets puffing air at my face
And tugging my toes
As you pulled them to my chin

Your fingers poking my body
tickling as you packed tight
Your beloved boy
Warm in his cocoon

Your lean
As you placed your prayerful loving kiss
On my forehead
Leaving its heart to guard my sleep

I love you really
I just forgot how to
Now I remember

I'm home so don’t worry or miss me
Know  this love is real
For you and I

A mother and son

When life be speeding up
live in slow motion
When things get heavy
drop them and live light

Be weak its stronger
Let go or be holding on
Be letting in
what you be putting out
Drop them, they, him, her, that, there, you from all memory

Look through one eye be blind in the others
Be the softness of an answer
not the edge of a question
Flow through the mouth
not from the tongue

Be little its much bigger
Stand up in your skin
***** in your wo-manhood
Receive and don’t return

Live through the chest not the forehead
Summon life's energy not knowledge
Lean in the middle
not left not right

That she gives me
is my self
and I her

to a secret place
we never meet again

This thought

Does it feel good ?


until you be your best

best not struggle to feel it

to catch you letting go

but roar

into your own eye

This food you feed me
explores my deepest thirst
draws tear to a sting of eye
warm from the swell of this hollow body

I be loved to you
and you be loved to I
one voice
one singer
one sung

no skin to separate
sleeps awake

a love not taken
creates another
such a love I be to you
as you be to I
my love
my light

my soul maker

I got so good
with words
I forgot
how to speak

now I be
as a child
eager and meek

silence my fortune
prompting my pose

not following scent
to discover my nose

life's to smart
to ever give you an answer

unless you want it to happen

Life
be allowing not controlling

no man be led
no man be leader

no way
be greater than choice

On clouds bright in plume
sit sentients in suns perfume
voices sing laments in claim
on souls beneath in venting rain

heart wakes silence to its skin
its press of fire in to akin
resonance hails wishes wild
in plenty to  alls willing smile
its grin be empty of repose
sharp its essence on its toes

set flight to colors green on red
high in its hum its living head
release to grip its praise upholds
announce upon its in disposed

like our sun minds earth

not a blood type

but a type of the blood

The art of looking
in
to
at
and
for
no thing

until it finds you

an idea

and all it represents to a mind

to inspire
or destroy itself

how we do not know
until the character life steps into play

how we do not move
until the whisper of thought helps you to your feet

how we do not breath
until the press of air takes you on its wing

how we do not live
until the wave of emotion shapes space to your skin

how we do not love
until desire sits you on its tongue to taste

how we do not be
until the souls keep puts light to the shadows face

Hull muzzled to the aftermath
seep admiration
on the shoulder of shoulders
hoisted to the chain of charge

a wave on  repute at natures satin urge
squanders to the hackles hapsake
bawled tinder to the twine on twig
spun broad on the crack of a thunderous retreat

Hallow grapple clutched to the black and blue ruts tail
up sway of a brigands blighty eye
suckles cheat to the sweet
a wish on the whip at the morsel bare to the heirs keep
malignant to disparency bravo bound
on a turpent tines twiddle twaddle

best be's best now all's arrrested
on the razor tongue be cuts requested
best be's all a flap on shire
due haste be riddled to require

soul
be an essence

to
all in ask

that's life

I
be
mine

not
another's

Soul
be's the medium
in which we exist

being an invisible word and all

I be
only capable
of seeing

that which
I put in my eye to look at

I create
as I look
and
I see what
I created

Warm your body
to all fire

stick your hand to it
to burn emotion

some say
you came here to forget

to remember

we say
you are always here

remembering to forget

It's easier to grow muscle

and not expand the mind

We care so much about you
more than anything you are made of

Human
has been living not as their self

actors wearing personas created thru time and condition
representing worlds created thru influence not choice
a true human being follows and smells no scent but their own

thoughts are in space
things are in space
I am in space
space is in me
space is in space
space be's

alls

salvation

about wrong
being right

not then
not when

there

is only one now
at all times

The subtle cuts high sail
Nips to the heel of a trepid surge
A courtesy bends in its open fern
Recoiling its claim into remembrance
Heaping pose on the dead dark glut
Neath its oaring heave

In base the bluff kerbs no intent to a swift swallow
Perching its down on the widows yern
Its close fervent smish haps placid
Again the blighty moor
Stone as cold in its nest of negation

Pressing her pulse to symphatic  nuture
Her tempered tender tongues its way
Taming its shrew to the cain of Eel and arrow
Its slip , sharp across the eery veil of guilting
Pierces deep to the dull *****
Birthing its pangs upon the sickly clad
Thickened to stew in slithe and slither


Ruse
Hollows pale
Filling every mercy to its brim
Belting its breath to a brazin bow of command
Its fleet stale as marrow
Plunder its slackened writ
Steadfast on beam
Her Blood Red Compass

To avoid misery create the atmosphere of joy
To avoid joy create the atmosphere of misery

There is no keeper of emotion and thought
but the slave master of deliverance
thru your inner of being alone

we have not left of you
but the the wit of life
made way on the inner voice of silent speak
spoke as flesh into this resonant body
sung into being by the minds lament on the tongue of tongues

no other ye be born to here in the spin of eye
no sight no blood no life to gift
as that first dies in the living of creation
buried in the hopes of prophecy and self
scented oer the trunk of the open heart
on souls stay as gone isn't long now
and rich be's the fruit of fear
loved unto its truth

thankfully
divine nature is here

to sweep up after us all

represents the physical reality
the one looking creates

A judge
is not hidden to your soul

you allow it happen
and life fills in the gaps

The future
be a vibrational seed
planted watered
active in the now
present in this time space reality

the birthing mother comes to you
as you set the tone in your clay body
for her to give life to your creation
as you draw her to you
by way of hum of vibration
and focus of clear sight

there be no need to go any where
she be not there
she be here
there be no where else
as all power
be all here  now
happening at once
unveiled in the breath
unfolding
becoming more
coming to you
coming to you
coming to you

Emotion
be the great guide

to the from
and
from the to

its middle
no place

The moment
source got a personality

humans started speaking another language

As
you hold
a story in your mind

the world
be fleshing it out

life
is on it's back

A hurt
shy’s away from kindness
A smile
breaks its back of shame
A look
opens its window to a new world
A laugh
weaves a memory to its sail

not ever alone

all one

and all be left
is more of it

take sight away
and all be left is life

Truth
be an essence
wanted or unwanted

all be truth
to one believing it

choice
can never be denied
for all truth
be created thru the act of choosing