smoke gets in my eyes
wetness watering the ashes
I rub it between my fingers
there's nothing left
it dissolves into my skin
everything I had, gone
the fireman's hose
waters the flames
fires do as they must
from ashes to ashes
and dust to dust
life will reemerge
they say,
a small green shoot
bending towards
the morning sun
and my tears
will make it grow
it will become a tree
and I will become me again.

Having explored
the vastness of earth
and built our towers,
we now discover
terrains of the mind..

From without
we move
within..

My fear
is another platform
for sin.

Pray here,
may this path be paved
with good intention
that we may
travel safely
Into the Mind,
positive and knowing
and consciously growing.

We have done this before.

The wise ones say that
"the only constant
in the universe
is Change"

So come, then.
Let us embrace change.
Again.

Black screen.
My computer
suggests System Resume.

Enter Windows.
Enter the Mind.
Enter Internet.

Which rabbit hole
do want to enter, Alice?
How far do you want to go?

Seeing through windows,
see it for what it is.                                  
Travelling down rabbit holes,
come up for air!

Computer is Me
and the internet, We.
This is a strange new era
that bears resemblance
to something that we are
already familiar with..

Change.

Ghosts inside
of the machine..
Is it memory or dream?
Having been there,
having seen something
in that space
that is never as it seems,
just somewhere in between.
Somewhere, somehow
it all exists and yet
does not.
Sometime, somehow
we got caught up in the dream
And forgot about the Now.

you gotto go there to be there.

you,
wearing shoes
in the presence of
my bare feet.

where do we start
and where do we end
its a ******
being with you
its tender
just knowing you
you break my heart every day
and yet i love you
i love you still
i love you
love you love you
am i stupid?
i am something
that you havent
yet guessed at.
whats the bet?
you aint gonna get it.
Yet here we are.
You, wearing shoes
in the presence of
my bare feet.

what is it
that you want from me?
some call it destiny.
others call it tyranny.
i just plug the holes
with aspects of myself
nothings what it seems
and here i am
offering my silly being
to you.
let it be or let it go.

I lose myself
To the thought of you
Return to find myself
In thrall of you.
What would you
Have me do?
I am in love with you.

It irks me to write about sadness
When, I’d rather
write about gladness
But as someone said to me
You’ve gotta go there to feel it
Immerse yourself in the moment
Reflect, let it be and then,
Set it free.

Gone. Gone again.
Where do we draw the line?
When do we take the time
To be honest, let things go.
Say, are you listening?
I am trying
to tell you something
that you already know.
Let’s let it go.

Numb, numb to dumb.
Alls been said and done
And here we are
Standing in the rain
Sweet tears, wet pain
Fear not loved one
We'll ride this ocean
Of emotion and
Come out smiling
Fingers on the dials
Of happiness  
And warm under
The blankets of love

Tired, sometimes of life
Of trying to be a good wife
Tired of giving in
To cater to your whim
Dancing in trepidation
to the original sin
A battle of the sexes
That nobody can win.

Listen.
I need to talk.
Had been hoping you would
Walk beside me, hold my hand,
Watch my back as I do yours.
This self destructive cycle
Has me spinning in circles
Madness on a rats wheel
Roller coaster riding
As sanity flits like a flutterby
Just outside my reach
No wonder I don’t remember
Why would I want to?
I am beside myself and
Apart from you
Pleading on deaf ears
For a moments peace
Pressure release before I
Implode. Boom.
Just like that.
Boom boom.

It's you.
It's all of you
That I Iove.

Why?

Because
This is what
We do.
We Love.

We feel other things too
But let's just
Focus on Love.

His incandescence
touched her
The very essence of him
Was hot and cold
And confusing
Quintessentially
Absolutely unnecessary
Yet seeming oh so very
Necessary

Embrace yourself
in your own cocoon
if you must,
Vent yourself
And howl
at the moon's cusp
Cry me tears
That wash you clean
Make peace
with things
You may have seen
Sit for awhile,
come have some tea
Share your thoughts
And dreams with me
I will listen
Will give you my time
And when you leave
You'll be just fine

Love yourself.
The best piece of advice
Anyone ever gave me
The best piece of cake
I ever ate.

Little birds in a cage
Little words in my head
Set them free
Let them be
Or you'll find them all dead
To live is to learn
To swim is to burn
Love and let be
That the blind they might see.

Reading books,
Reading words,
Some thoughts
Are totally absurd
To make poetry
Out of pain
and story out of glory
Of moments in time
With no reason, no rhyme
Just life, sublime..
Somebody's point of view
Nothing old, nothing new,
Just another *** of stew.
....

How dare I be afraid
Of you not being Here
One day you will not Be
Maybe it's Me that
won't  be here
I do beg forgiveness
I could have maybe
Done better by you
But let it be known
That I loved you
That Ill write my last poem
In my own time
Sing my Swan song
In my own time.

Do you know me?
I know you.
Do I know me?
You know you.
Come let us talk.
Friends?
Let me love you.
Grass bending
It's knees in your wake
I am here.
I will not wait
for you to see me.
But I am here,
Biding my time.
I wait for no reason
Nor rhyme.

I dart behind the shadow of you
Use the walls to catch my fall  
One bird answers the call
of another while a cat
stares on in thrall
Prey for the hunter
Pray for its target
Pray, my friend, for us all.

Four black paws
and a few white whiskers
crept
into my space,
a new face.
Lost my heart to midnight fur
and a tentative purr..
Sigh. Love is what it is.

It's the Experience  
that catches your breath
and the Aftermath
that holds it there..
Retrospect is a powerful thing.
It lifts the veil to reveal
the pattern, that path that
brought you here.
Deviate from that path
and you’ll see one day
that you were always,
always
on your own particular path.

Mamma told me to never
Tip the boat,
While daddy taught me
How to stay afloat.
Chin up child. Sink or swim.

If I could step into your mind
I’d rearrange your thoughts
I’d plant a garden there
Let the smell of flowers
Fill your nose, clear the air
I could be your stream
Could be the angel
In your dream
If you just opened up a little
Let me into your head
I could clear a path for you
That’s safe for you to tread

Reach toward the light..
It kills. Little wings told me so.
Dead moths inside my lampshade
Made me aware that that's
where moths go to die.
And what of Angel's?
Do they not fly toward the Light?

it gnaws at me,
an alien in my belly tugging
at my insides turning me inside out..    
this palpable feeling of gravity
of my place on and in the earth,
sidestepping the grave
like a ballerina blindfolded
and dancing in the dark

rain kissed wing tips dip and dive
claws curled up on the wires
that bind us
ill conceived desires reign a planet
with the tears of another child born
in a cage bound for the stage
Freedom lies in the wings
in that song that the rainbird sings

As Eyes close to this reality
They open up to Dream
Where nothing makes sense
In retrospect and nothings
As it seems

Yet it lingers into real-time
That moment in the morning
When I’m dreaming yet awake
and I find myself wondering
Which reality is real.

Races madly , arms flayed
A fool running in circles
Rats turn the cogs of his mind
In slow motion
As he bashes his head against
That same old wall.

I saw a man fumbling
stumbling to his knees
I watched his prayer loose it’s wings from his lips as he begged of his God for release, for peace,
for a piece of bread
or a comfortable bed

In the beginning there was
the word.  Abracadabra.
As I speak, so will I create.
Let there be light. Let there be love.    
  Let there be all the goods things that we have been dreaming of.
As above so below. Know thyself.

Tonight we touch the stars
Trail our fingers over mars
Yellow moon smiling
As we skid along
The highways of the mind
Wide eyed and blinking
Under light of Venus and
Spell of Night

Washes her hair in a river of tears
She takes a long walk in the rain
The winds are restless
for this time of year
Shifting, shifting, things around

Sidestepping the end of a chapter
Heaven lies on another page
I’m turning away
I turn to the mountain
I will climb to the very top

As I look down on sparse terrain
I remember, how I came to be here
It was pain, no not the train
That brought me here

I want to paint me
A new picture
I want to paint it blue
I want to paint me
A new picture
I want to paint it blue

Any color but you

Paint it blue
Paint me too
Paint me Blue.

Sing sing sing me a river
And I will learn to listen
Flow flow flow like an ocean
And I will learn to swim
Dance dance dance me
A rainbow and I will love again

I wait for you
As I walk with you
Some great divide holds you
To the other side
And I watch, holding my breath
While holding your hand.

Those eyes that stare
Share stories
That no words could tell
It’s in a gesture
In a slant of the shoulder
In the weight of a sigh

There’s a hole in me
That won’t be filled
More more more is never enough
Numbing the silence that hums
Fingers tapping at my temples
As I will it away

Cigarette in hand
he asks me for a light
I strike a match, watch
Smokey fingers dance
The air is thick tonight
Pregnant shadows huddle
In corners, waiting
Silver moon watches me from
A puddle at my feet
I jump aside toward the lamp
Heavy the night that falls
from me as I
Slip into the light
He splashes through the water,
Humming,
Smokey fingers trailing behind.

I’m not looking at you funny.
I just.. Well,
(eyes downcast)..
I’ve told you
All if this before.

Hellfire and Heaven
Doorways of freedom
Subways of speach
Sometimes Silence speaks
More sense, I am told
So speak then, Silence,
My ears are yours to teach

Kicks up a storm
pages torn, underarm
Running madly through
The undergrowth
Horns out Wings fired
Fires burn as fires must
Fires burn as fires must

Leaves dancing madly
Mayhem, memoriez
dust and bits of rust
Skies of feathers
silver tipped flapping wings
Bring on the light of day
Let it stay
Let it stay

For awhile let it stay
Darkness heed me
Sunshine lead me
Does anybody need me?
Which way is home?

Limbo. Am I real?
Is any of this really real?
Burst bubble bits settle around me
And I feel the soapiness between
My toes. It's as real as its ever going to be, I guess.

the rain, it falls
it stalls my heart
cold, inside,
inside of this heart

when will you be here
how long do i wait?
say, will you be here
before it's too late?

patters the rain
like fingers on drums
the clock it is ticking
while Gods do their sums

Dare me
to be different.
Dare yourself to be other
than who you usually are.
Stop!    Why the eyebrow?
You know just as well as I what I mean.