You know what
to do with yourself
after all these years
paving hour upon
laborious hour
onto your delicate life
ignoring the person
behind the insurmountable
barricades to yourself
Now is here
Present for you
you get to decide
if you are curious enough
to discover who you
truly are
even after the obligations
after the excuses
You get to find you
in all your
luminescent glory

They will leave.
for we were not the
keepers of the Earth.
with our uncouth ways.
We were at best very
bad neighbors. or
thieves really.
war mongers. perhaps
greedy nonetheless
We were just too ****
obnoxious to hear them purling
their songs.
to catch them.
to mend their welted wings.
too **** arrogant
for this Earth.
for kindness.
for compassion.
or empathy.
They have left.
For we were too deeply
engrossed in our
selves to see their songs.
warnings.
written on the sky.

We were intelligent once.
Nothing was artificial about us.
The stars reigned over
our astrology.
we were content.
We read the sky. like
prophets undying.
We listened to the soft
voices of the rain and plants.
We obeyed our station in the world.
to the rhythm of everything.

What happened to us.

we
held
intelligence
once.

and we'll begin again.
releasing what
has to be shed.
keeping the core
of our souls intact
like trees

we will be still
like the wisdom
of trees.

"For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul?" Mark 8:36

You will
always be the
light.  for me.
you are. Life.
I see you.
the long distance
between us
does not blind me
from your heart.
Where God lives.
And She has a way
of showing up
out of no where
out from the depths
of bleakness. Stopping.
Your suffering.
It travels from across
the globe again and again.
We see you.
Our collective hearts breaking.
Open. Unseen.
Gifts flowing from the seat of God.
There sitting with you.
without suffering.
Like you
are Majestic. Eternal.
Love sending you love.
Always. And again.

Nearly immortal
I have died more than
a thousand breathtaking deaths
in this body
Creaking only when
I want to prove something
Physical like movement
My flawed flesh with
Its incurable wrinkles
Has carried me thru the
Uncertainty of dis-ease
I still look for rainbows
as a sign for hope
while the rain waters
my dreams and bones
The Sun will always be my co-creator
I make good food
but still envy the
longevity of trees

No locks of gold she would have worn
Nor fair in skin she would adorn

Every time she rose to speak
No ears to listen how they sleep

No one cared for the girl with naps
How she read you like a map

She had issues with her self
All of them on a dusty shelf

For everyone to judge and see
Her human flaws plauging thee

With no one there to help her plight
Her body began to dim in light

when she died in dark and cold
No one knew her depth in soul

Who was a fire that warmed the old
A golden angel you would behold

Priceless
Price tags
are for fools
laughing nonchalantly
at the dead air
'
the sky has fallen
for free
as if
gravity will cease
to
anchor you
to the Earth.

What we value most
No one can afford
you can only
know it thru a
divine spark
and touch it from
the marrow of
your bones

Perhaps if you're lucky
and true
the Sun
will reveal itself
as God.

Inside I am a
raging inferno

no one sees it

I fool them with
My undercover
Breath

I could be satiated by
this raining madness

Remember me

the woman who
speaks in
fragments of
the moon

showing mercy
with the tongue of
ancient reeds

Water meeting fire
in my throat

They'd rather we hide
our magic
underneath the stones
thrown at us
to keep us quiet and
away from our power

But we are
everywhere

In the fire you burnt us
to be reborn again
from the soot

In the air you suffocated us
to wax and wane again
with the breath of the moon
within us

In the water you drowned us
to birth bolder
lungs to cradle us again
with her blood

In the earth you buried us to
grow again like seeds from its
precious womb

We have been guilty
when the mind takes over

heed the human debris

but let the ego    go

it does not need
to be taken hostage

OR

Smacked in the face

lend a soulful ear, instead

don't test the waters just yet

see it
for the ego wants to
be seen

then proceed
with extreme caution

until you feel the
depths of your being
anchor you

let go

move in the heart

Then

every action
will be exactly what
is needed

let the cleansing of
time wash over you
and move in peace

And you

No love, for us?

Stabbed in the

back for "becky with

the good hair."

never-ending smirk

wielded to that

bombast head

My feet

not kissed

These parts

You missed

betrayal is as ancient

as a sacred

***** mistress

He is double-sided
and speaks with a second tongue
There are legions of him
sneaking out from under stones
casting spells
to win you over
would-be plasticized trophy

He will bamboozle you
with the nectar from his lips
He's no sir lancelot but
a shapeshifting
boogie man waiting to
kidnap you and
hang you on his wall

"Don't gain the world and lose your soul; wisdom is better than silver or gold." Bob Marley

Who made you believe
In idleness
At the expense
Of another
At the cost of people with
Unfortunate skin
in gradient hues
of warmth and Sun
Breathing in small
fatalities
Who told you to
Reap from their sweat
So you could betray
Them with ease not
Getting *****
to watch
The prosperity of your
paper bag profits
You have murdered them
In cold blood while
Farting on your futon
The American Dream
Has left you bloated
crashing like a burning zeppelin
to the unforgiving ground

We are the one s
Who have slept
eyes open
Sleep walking
awake
In daydreams
‘It’s too sad’
We weep
‘too noisy’
we wail
To be without
The bliss
Of not knowing
To exist in the
Reality of a harsh world
but the Earth needs
you awake while you’re here
to tread
gently upon the Earth
To give yourself
Time to unfurl
from the brutality of this
modern world
to stop Her destruction
by being mindful
of everything you do
You have arrived
At your destiny
Awake child
Awake.

I'd rather be me
than you
in this skin
there are no apologies
just small anxieties
that come with
a purpose
to move me into
the center of my being
unafraid
to be happy in these bones
and free to be me

I am my own medicine
the poison is me
but I am not bound
by my word
for the sky is me
as well as the scent
from a wild flower
when you see me
I am also the mountain
you cannot move
to know my strength
is happiness
in the elements of earth
to know I am the still
water flowing
is peace
I am calm

Pick them
While the moon is ripe
harvest your intentions
amongst the elderberries
For it is the time
of the night sky
everything dark
has its own reflection
cast your spells this evening
like the black goddess
cloaked in silvery madness
Don't be shy and
afraid of your truth
Be like the moon
hiding Her face in
the protection of clouds

You will
always be
life becoming
itself without fail
repeating the original
pattern over and over
again
you splintered into
perfections of each other
the beginning
an anomaly flowing
flawless
the light within
the fire
the eye looking
back at you
is you
the source
of all things
endless
damaged
and undeniably
profound

they will bring out
the bad in everything
corporate men in power
they must apply the pain
and suffering
it is  no good for you or me
But it will be women
who conquer with love
armed with kindness
creating new breeds
of men that will
bring in
strength with compassion
for harsh words
will trigger
a loaded gun
the spirit of man shall
renew itself
act by soulful act
to bring deep healing
and integrity
throughout the world

Do not dig me out
for the seedling cannot
sustain itself
under the weight
of your pressure
it needs sustenance
for growth and
bread from the moon

i watch you lick
your ashen lips
I am as thirsty
and have seen
the clear waters
but drink me
instead

i keep a tiger's
eye below my breast
just in case I lose the nerve
to enter you
my beautiful labyrinth
your glance
speaks hard
like diamond jewels

come and dazzle
the way

I am 50
No longer strangled by
the child of naivete
with a smudge
of silly
embracing the white
invasion
in every crevice
I am a glacier
receding into
the extinction of Me
Now that I am closer
to the fervent void
I will savor
the child less air
a crone and a mystery
to thee

We play with minds
but the mind plays us

don't use it enough
only when convenient

or when it's too late
when we've been suckered

bamboozled into thinking
too much about nothing

The only reason you are here
is to be composted

Recycled into something
that will in all hopes last forever...