Picking apart nests
Does the cactus wren make friends
Some success you have

To experience
That which made saying goodbye
So difficult -- blessed

Reciprocation
Is not asked; The sun's love is
Unconditional

What good’s being right?
I’m never farther from truth
Than in a judgement

There’s one thing I know
That I’ve never been told, ‘cuz
It’s nothing to say

Cast in my shadow
Walk toward the fleeting light that
Sparkles in my eye

I remember the weather the day that I met you
Sunny; with a storm in your back pocket

I remember your beauty
Vividly shone through
The tears that you knew to erase it

I was your rock
Steadfast, protruding
A cold slab for bleeding
The demons out of your soul

But after four years
You were all bled out
Dried was the well of your anguish

Great adversity
One perspective away from
Bountiful blessings

Withered rose -- framed, shelved;
Her supple scent forgotten
Figure long remains

Only from nothing
Comes sound; The noiseless wonder
Is one hand clapping

Unclench grasping fists
Open hands are better poised
To catch mysteries

Karma is a friend
Not a judge or a jury --
More like a suchness...

Despite your thinking
Uncalculated life is
What you've always done

Joy
Does not come in to you
It comes out of you

Pieces of oneness?
Apart is what we make it
Glue is what divides

Maybe its the loneliness that paints this moment black
Or maybe its the long shadows as the sun does set
Maybe its the sorrow from the stress of all of that
Perhaps its just the crossroads that my life is at

I'm not asking for an answer,
Or even acknowledgement in fact

Just know that you've been on my mind

Did it to myself
But I did it to you too
Glad you like "new you"

Inherit..h e a v e n
Where a mass of our mistakes
Met the biomass

The ink impregnated in time
Woe is me;  For there I am trapped
That moment is different to me now
That [name] should be dead
Yet there I am doomed to live
It was staring into the ink that winter
That I learned how to die
I practiced killing that picture

This is the one time
For you to know you're a you
That can be the it

Geese flock over lake
No reflection intended
Lake no mind to cling

Oftentimes passion
Is what gives weight to empty
Then you may feel full

That which lily pads
Do not do -- Oh fantastic!
The water shimmers ~

There, the air does quake
But it becomes the nothing
As the fly passes

As sunbeams trickle
So too do the moments here
Spent in my suchness

Distinguishing crest
And crashing into focus
Turbulence is mind

And she's dead now

And when my moment came in the procession of faces all I could muster was, "I'm sorry it is under these circumstances that I am finally seeing you again"

And you managed, "Better now than never again"

And my eyes are dry but my heart is in a twisted knot of emotion

And I can't decide whether you have played yourself the fool or have spoken the profound wisdom

And I let one tear drop and decide you've done both

The consumed hollows
Of the oak tree in the field
Feeds its fall to grace

Feeling good feels just as bad

What do you do with
Thoughts that won’t leave about loves
That already have

Don’t miss your cold love
Miss the warmth you let me feel
About myself —

A rooted figure.
Though too soon the pattern slips,
...Life lasts a lifetime

The toad does notice
Most the river runs by it
But the whirlpool sings

The rose bud needs not
An audience adorning
Alone — it wins hearts

Mother Earth inhaling to life
Life exhaling to humanity
Humanity inhaling to me
Me exhaling to the mystery
The mystery -- the eternal breath

I did it to you
I paid the price in your mistakes
I did it to me too

Only life lasts a lifetime

Power and privilege can be chased if you're addicted to the change you can create.  Even if you're bold enough to claim righteous deeds, you become untrustworthy.
But even as you least expect it, power and privilege will find you in life, and it's that kind of power -- when the universe bestows it -- with which you can absolutely be trusted.
Champion your dharma and live out your dramatic truth in all the universal glory.

As the traffic screams
As demands call violently
The stillness deepens

Born a reflection
I see a light in your eyes
Primordial burn

Wake eat work play sleep

Its easy to let go
I could do it if I tried
The knots back in my stomach
Are only my disguise

The traveler roams
Seeking a home; doesn't know
Home is in her heart

An old love passes
Like a leaf on a breeze
Not worth pursuing

Tie my shoes up tight
Taking my time
I'm in for a long night

Warm up on sidelines
Scoping it out
A fresh ball in my hip pocket
I be feeling stout

Drill it to **** it bout 3000 times
Never stepping outside the black painted lines
Of the lane
I was inside
Perfecting the stroke
The release
Is
Everything

But I'm in the waiting room
The lobby that is Court Two
Court 1 is where the men boom
And bang bodies and shoot
Lights
Out
Daggers

And if a man is there for long enough
And the ten go down a few
A few of the crew
Over on Court Two
Get called on to fill and finish the game up

My wind isn't great
My footwork is dodgy
My stroke is quite streaky
Go to the bank?
I'm wishy-washy

Can't box out for ****
My handles are average
But my defense is good
So I have some leverage

And on this particular evening
My shot felt real good
And I got a nod over
And played how I should

A pester on defense
I was covering two
To free up a big man in post
In the zoo

A transition pit stop on fast break
I pushed the ball up the court
The seven footer hits me in the corner
Shooting 100% from the floor

Then the men started to heat up
'250 bulldozer' in the lane
'Lights out on the arc'er outsider

I didn't touch the ball much
I'd basically given up
They played there often with chemistry
And I, just a pup

Got one pass at the end
That I wasn't expecting
I fumbled the friend
The rock had been misdirecting

But
All
Things
Said:
3/3 ~ 7 pts ~ 3 rbd ~ 1 blk ~ 2 stl ~ 2 ast ~ 2 to

And we take those

One sided affair
The smile you then gave it
Said have a nice life

I skipped my first alarm this morning
I wasn't ready to open my eyes to a blank phone
Less ready to admit I cling to it
Can't fathom I cling to you

Now its time for work
And I only have time
To worry about my eggs

What a good lay will...
Life drips on smearing the time
You're getting fuzzy

The knots and tangles —
Hair informs that Indra’s Net
Weaves nothing to life

Walking in circles
My path leads around again
My thoughts, something new