I try to see the beauty in a rose
But it smells just like a **** to me.

My pen is filled with lovely words
That I can’t put on paper.

My heart’s aware that it’s been robbed
Of everything that’s velvet

But it beats on in vain attempt
To recognize a bluebird.
ljm

The glittering lights
Of the City below
Shimmer in the
Sunrise glow
As I perch on
My rocky throne
To admire them.
Neon snails slowly
Inch their way along
The distant highway.
Flocks of starlings
Spray themselves
Across the rosy sky
And I am content.
           LJM

Immersing
in silent place

No boundary
between the outer world and me

When I myself
fill the space and time

And when finally
all disappear

I realize
that I am the world
and the world is me

Wait for me
Behind the trees
Of Winter's end
In the meadows
Of Summer's wake
Find me
Beneath the water
Where maids sing
A song of desire
Luring deeper in
The mystery
Of your love
Where there is
A kingdom
Of gold
I remember
To find the door
Through the meadows
Behind the trees
There you will be