If you asked me how I particularly felt at this moment,
I wouldn't have any answer. 
For you've done nothing wrong,
yet I am enraged with the particulars.

Leave A Trace

I Have Seen The After

Feel Like I Do

I Can't Stop Lovin' You

If I Could Turn Back Time

Sunset Lover

Rays of sun barley touch my shoulders
yet, I can see their fragments-
and I know they are part of the light,
and I knew I was enjoying what was me.

2. Raveling

Work

And what if I was breaking through and through?

Has anyone stopped the torture?
Or is this something I must endure-

this woven fabrication.

My Junk

Didn't We

Run Away With Me

"Old Uncle Sam come down the road, tall and straight and slim
He had a shotgun in his hand and his face was hard and grim
His heels was kickin' up the dust with every step he took
And when I asked him what was wrong his whiskers fairly shook

...

I ain’t got time to talk says he, I’m in a powerful stew
So get your gun and come along, we’ve got a job to do"

VIA CARSEN ROBINSON

WIshing You Were Somehow Here Again

How does fallen desperation survive
leading an uphill climb-
regardless of the weather, demands a journey
apparently down is it-to start
with only enough space to squeeze by
past isolation and disregard
close to exhaustion
leading in uphill climb.

2.20.16

I had some gum and was sleeping, in the hospital.

I now have no gum & am no longer dreaming.

"hard to live, are sometimes, as it were, gasping for breath. I have no doubt that some of you who read this book are unable to pay for all the dinners which you have actually eaten, or for the coats and shoes which are fast wearing or are already worn out, and have come to this page to spend borrowed or stolen time, robbing your creditors of an hour. It is very evident what mean and sneaking lives many of you live, for my sight has been whetted by experience; always on the limits."

VIA WALDEN, HENRY D. THOREAU

Hope I Don't Fall In Love With You

Preoccupied with love's change-

set your minds on things alone.

There's No Business Like Show Business (from "Annie Get Your Gun")

"No! Let's have a treat! Let's disappear, when all the world was a party."

What I Likes by Pogo

HALDOL

3

You mean?-
I can leap, true to the field,
I'm the lily's sovereign right?
Be a body lighted with love,
Sad, in a singing-time?
Or happy, correct as a hat?

Oh, what a webby wonder I am!
Swaying, would you believe,
Like a sapling tree
Enough to please a cloud!

The frog's had another fall
The old oak stalk still had a pulse;
I've crept from a cry.
The holy root wags the tail of a hill;
I sing the green, and things to come,
I'm king the green, and things to come,
I'm king of another condition,
So alive I could die!
The ground's beating like flamel
You fat unnecessary hags
You enemies of skin-
A dolphin's at my door!
I'm twinkling like a twig!
The lark's my heart!
I'm wild with news!
My fancy's white!
I am my faces,
Love.

  Who reads in bed
    -fornicates on the stove
  An old dog
    -Should sleep on his paws

See what the sweet harp says.
Should a song break a sleep?
The round home of a root,-
Is that the place to go?
On harsh stone.
An Eye says,
Come.

I keep dreaming of bees.
This flesh has airy bones.
Going is knowing.
I see; I seek;
I'm near.
Be true,
Skin.

VIA O, THOU OPENING,O by THEODORE ROETHKE

What Kind Of Woman Is This?

"No! Let's have a treat! Let's disappear when all the world was a party."

Work Song

Does it all sound the same to you?
When I write like this.
Because, here I feel past colors.
This is the mess-
the absolute thing I never wanted it to be.

02.13.16

PWR BTTM

1. 
   

"Sometimes-there's God-so quickly!"

Hold Me

"But I'll think of something, Ive got to think of-something!"

Given Declamation

How d'you suppose we get on like this-

fleshed hot days, locked leveled night And  theirs the

one thing that seems to make it worth bearing.

God's whisper-the breeze.
And mostly all I am is tired resevouir,

with little to inlets or breakthroughs.
And wherever this goes I hope-

it falls quietly and stands with embraced fervant pride.
This is our soil. And the days-

pass and the night barely stays.

Who am I in all this?
I am everything.

"And if God choose

I shall but love thee better-after-death!"

Open House

"My secrets cry aloud.
I have no need for tongue.
My heart keeps open house,
An epic of the eyes
My love, with no disguise.

My truths are all foreknown,
This anguish self-revealed.
I'm naked to the bone,
With nakedness my shield.
Myself is what I wear:
I keep the spirit spare.

The anger will endure,
The deed will speak the truth
In language strict and pure.
I stop the lying mouth:
Rage warps my clearest cry
To witless agony."

VIA OPEN HOUSE, THEODORE ROETHKE

Sifting & sorting

Searching & settling.

"You won't disapoint me,

I can do that myself".

Astonishing

Where did the sun go?
After resting up on this earth so low,

I think it goes to the west-

under the curve of world down under.

 

Where does the clouds go?

After they blow away,
maybe to the sky so high.

The grass doesn't move.

Thank God it just grows.

Where did the sun go?
After resting up on this earth so low,

I think it goes to the west-

under the curve of world down under.

 

Where does the clouds go?

After they blow away,
maybe to the sky so high.

The grass doesn't move.

Thank God it just grows.

A Sleepin' Bee

"Oh, Mother Mary, and what do I mean,
The poets fallen into the latrine,-
And no amount of grace or art
Can change what happens after that."

VIA STRAW FOR THE FIRE, THEODORE ROETHKE

"Oh, Mother Mary, and what do I mean,
The poets fallen into the latrine,-
And no amount of grace or art
Can change what happens after that."

VIA STRAW FOR THE FIRE, THEODORE ROETHKE

This world is fundamentally unnecesary.

Nothing has to be.

It needs a creator not only for it's begining,

but, for every moment of its begining.

VIA THE THIRD PEACOCK, ROBERT CAPON

It's God's word

in a tough world

through our eyes
with Jesus's hands

and the Spirit's feet

love everlasting with retention of human promise

we are his abundent creation.

In The Lap Of A Dream

"My bones whisper to my blood; my sleep deceives me.
This motion is larger than air; wider than water;
Fly, fly, Spirit. A strange shape nestles in my nerves.
Whisper back to me, wit. I'm ready to be alive..."

 



 

"I lay all alone
In the lap of a dream,
Far from the waters

That were my home

Rocks began flowing

Down my valley,

The ground cried out

My secret name."

 

 

VIA STRAW FOR THE FIRE, THEODORE ROETHKE



Present

See through

past - into

there.

Drivin'

Expialidocious

"It all seemed narrower and pettier than true love would feel, in my opinion- and yet it was life and adventure sitting right next to me."  

VIA DEMIAN, HERMAN HESSE

"As the year flutters by

existence has changed you

from a helpless pup

kicking and screaming- clinging

to a life of unknown

into an 'individual'

allocated to the strive for acceptance

from a society intent on your destruction."

"I was well aware that it was impossible to love me as I was,
and I did not love myself either."

 

 

"Time had no home in me."

 

VIA STRAW FOR THE FIRE, THEODORE ROETHKE

I fear, how I feel for you so..
Walking in so quickly- twisted round, and there you go
but where do you wanderand what do you enjoy in your days of blue?
Convinced in oh so little, feeling oh so much has never fealt this true.

Caring breeds trust
Humility is truth

Here I Am

You're welcome to my ways. I will not hide or cower. Meet me in complaceny or fervant being; here I am. Always attend currently to agony over unrest. Never distrust, and always remember where you came from- across the tracks and what you carry on your shoulders.

 

 

"Recall the heaven's light, you speechless man."

VIA STRAW FOR FIRE, THEODORE ROETHKE

Beautiful City

HOPE
Reasonable view of seeing that there is still realistic good to be done.

 

"The line comes from God, doesn't it?
The line is given.
We do not create it, and thus, it is not ours to modify.
It is only ours to obey or betray."

VIA THE LAST DAYS OF JUDAS ISCARIOT, STEPHEN ADLY GUIRGIS

Operator

"Why...
didn't you make me good enough?"

 

VIA THE LAST DAYS OF JUDAS ISCARIOT, STEPHEN ADLY GUIRGIS

Living in a community

growing in compassion

how we listen

when we choose to be.

Defying Gravity

What do I know about self?

 In what ways does letting people in-

prosper or deteriorate personal gain,

reflect in personal doing or else.

"The things the pastor spoke of lay at a great distance from me, in a silent, sacred unreality; however beautful and valuable they were, they were not at all urgent or exciting.. those qualities in the highest degree"

VIA DEMIAN, HERMAN HESSE

Somewhere Over The Rainbow

You are the pedestal to be put upon.

Nocturne No. 7

this is all I have-
density
I have everything,

and it seems unfair

hard to hear it's definition

Today I will be open to compliments, without controlling them.
Today we took 50 staples out of my right foot and changed my antibiotic on the hour.
When we remember we are not in charge and our will is not in control-
we are restored again.
I am blessed.

VIA Tuesday July 15th, 2014

Can't Do WIthout

"I'm going to tell you what to do

& you are going to do the exact opposite."

Keepsake

EXPECT

SOMETHING

BETTER

Don't you know the world is water?
you can't float on it, can't scare you
Afraid to swim it, No, you can't-
Just stay on land..
Somehow you got to break that water- kick and pull through it.
you cross each length with stride and strength.
You pace the course with even force-
your hand in front of hand

You go by stroke, by stroke, by stroke,
by stroke, by stroke.

You go by stroke, by stroke, by stroke,
by stroke, by stroke.

So meet me at the touch of water and take some laps with me.
Some free, some test
with our book and breasts.
We'll keep our style for the millionth mile-
and when it's more than we can stand

You go by stroke, by stroke, by stroke,
by stroke, by stroke.

Let others walk around an ocean, let others try to build across.
But you and me

fall in.
fall in.

never sure we'll survive, but we'llfind out how deep..
Learn the secrets they keep at the bottom where we arrive.

So let's jump.
Let's Jump.

We'll never know we're alive -

till we jump,
till we dive.

You go by stroke, by stroke, by stroke,
by stroke, by stroke.

So meet me at the touch of water,
and take the swim with me.

VIA JASPER IN DEADLAND, RYAN SCOTT OLIVER

"Then came the years when i had to recognize once again a primal drive within me, one that had to cower and hide in the permitted world of light."

VIA DEMIAN, HERMANN HESSE

The Man I Love