Memories

Feeling this today..

Incontra

Was it all a dream,
Would I be equal to that
Flickering light upon the green?
What is this new habit
That you wear?
Will you care that my face
Shines a different colour?
We are the filaments of a
Cosmic dream,
Fireflies dancing in a night of
Streaming shadows
And sometimes the distance
Seems too great
(Yet does presence come but
In our minds?)
Still we find
Ourselves here in the flash of
Present's grace,
To embrace or fail to...

a cloudy cup of chicory

a cloudy cup of chicory

keeps the cold away 

as the wind howls against 

my creaking house today 

~thoughts wandering thoughts~

come with me 

to a greener space 

where the sun is warm 

upon your gleaming face 

we've been there before 

before the cold and distance 

i want more of you 

more than this instance 

can provide for 

there upon the green 

green shore 

burning bright as candle flame 

behind the stormy door 

A vision

On the day that you were born

An angel blew a silver horn 

And from his book a page was torn 

While in his hand a bloody thorn 

Moon and stars did fill the sky 

From mother's lips a happy sigh

Father hid his frightened eye

And all that was began to die. 

why you leapt

why you leapt the rail
to meet the turquoise water
the final choice before a drop
and glowing blue death
remains a mystery
but i know
i know the reasons in
your aching heart
cut short by the watery breath
i've stood along those
towering cliffs
to face my setting sun
illuminating a jewelled mantle
beneath my feet
it would be sweet, i thought
to taste the salty brine
this moment
irrevocably mine
and time would stand still
before me
suspended in that
sparkling vacuum
i know
oh i know

i'll find you

i'll find you
in the meeting of
a thought
so attentive to
the detail of our
buried faces
these are traces
(do you see?)
outlined and shadowed
from a distance
you'll find me
by the starlight
in those eyes
before your hope dies
i'm here

i'll create a world

i'll create a world of
towering green
arc of tree and shining leaves
sparkling diamond towers
afire in morning light
on endless horizoned fields
angelic host with choral song
air reverberating against our hearts
as we run
barefoot across the grass
you shall be empress of
the world
and the trees will
bow as we pass
illuminated by faerie light
down to the shining sea
where your eyes will
glow with the rising sun
as i behold your true face

the one who moves towards me

the one who moves towards me
the rare one
burning with autumn
red and orange
heart aglow with fire
kindled by her longing

will undivided in her
deepest knowing
in the magic wrought by
the overlap of our two faces

where will we meet?
along the ocean shore
near a work of art
in a quiet cemetery
somewhere unexpected but
immediately understood as
transcendentally shared

the life of every lover
ever alive
sharpened to a diamond point
within our breasts
set free within our limbs

"For this you have lived!"
our red lips resurrect you
one last time
before sinking back into
the sea
the canvas
the dark earth
until she moves towards me
in the person of a
different face and
time

it could have been

it could have been
something more
but it disintegrated like
a thousand grains of sand
i cannot stand our
final memory.
what transpired was
a question mark
split by dark madness
with insubstantial explanation
i cannot trust again
cannot confide or
hide within another's grace
but see a mask in
every smiling face
you did this
despite my kindness
or because of it.

you chase me

you chase me
through a ghosted night
why fight the starry hand?
why turn a sleepy eye
from a starry land?
can we hold truth
within ourselves?
can the moment's
secret be unveiled?
we cannot fail
to try
before the sky
rolls back like a scroll,
stars fall down like rain,
night collect its
final toll.

Un rêve

I haven't thought of you
For a long time
But in a dream
You came
Upon a towering green hill
Sunlight in your glistening eye
Dark locks of hair
Alive in cool blue air
There were things to say
And you moved towards me

Tu venais comme le vent par les champs
Puis le silence

lifetimes

i've lived lifetimes
in love and death
farewells, silence

The Call

Filaments

Return

"You reminded me of good things, of late nights and stories, my hand through your cool light hair. Perhaps it was better for that ending upon the stair.. Perhaps, though a natural trajectory was frustrated, a more lasting one was initiated."

Actually

When we say something is impossible, we have given ourselves over to and been taken prisoner by possibility, that is, an assessment of what is possible. But the Actual cares little for our assessments, and our theories or ideas about what's possible are not grounded in the Real, but are abstractions.

It's time to (re) open possibility, to return it to its proper place as the infinitely open field of the Actual.

Motorcycle Diary

Sail Away

Fake

"They're fake," she said.
"Let me see."
And she showed me.

Let You Love Me

Thanks K..

Fragment of a letter

"I've thought for some time about a secret I could tell you, but in the end I feel I don't really have any secrets. What secrets I did have are faded things of yesterday. To be honest I think I've lost hope in having any secrets of my own, and so I live vicariously through yours. Someday, I suspect, that will all change and your secrets will come to light. You'll have to behave yourself then, and perhaps live vicariously through whatever secrets I may have grown into. In the meantime I remain yours, in confidence."

Lilac pool

my eyes are filled

my eyes are filled with
your wonder
how fragile your
self-opinion seems
in comparison

Discretion

I have always felt deeply
And never met my match
In passion's ring,
How frightening do
I seem to others,
How unyielding as
A superpresent force.
I will hide my true nature
Beneath an eagle's eye,
Let my heart
Soar boldly through an
Endless inner sky.

A true heart

A true heart
Will know your beauty
Because it cares to see,
To set free rather than imprison,
To celebrate and to mourn
The past of present's memory,
And in your lips find freedom.
This night holds no guarantee,
No settled account,
But an infinite potential,
Given in a moment's grace
And gone before the rising moon,
To linger into sleeping.

Double vision

what if

what if that moment contained
your whole life
in the infinity of its passing?
will you let it decide your
broken fate?
seek help before
it's too late

Goodbye to the light

Goodbye to the light,
Hello to the slipped in night,
What a fright was had.
"He could no longer fight it,"
Said the newspaper girl.
"What a swirl was his head,"
Said the postal lady,
"Between the news and lack
Of letters he knew better
Than to stay much longer.
His depression grew stronger
Or so they say,
But I'd wave every day
And he'd shoo me away so
I feel the diagnosis is true."
And so it was settled.
In the night came
And the great light waned
Until there was nothing at all.

Kindred spirit

Kindred of an aching heart
So far and hidden
To know and speak with you
Upon an open plain or
In a forest glade
Beneath a sacred tree
The earth who knows
Your face is silent
But I will supplicate
The ancient spirits
Until one night in sleep
A whisper in my ear
Will name you

O to hear a true song

O to hear a true song
Sung to me
In the dying light of day
To say a true word
Not in play but
With conviction
I'd be your captive listener
Your greatest fan
Intent on every word
A standing ovation with
My eyes
To greet the final line
Then I could live again
And the world
Be full of light
Once more

Spirit

If I could give you more

If I could give you more
Before I sleep
If you weep upon the shore
Below the final precipice
Keep a memory of me
Though if the windy grass
Will mark my passing more
I cannot say
Time belongs to you and
I have gone away