TAKING OUT THE GARBAGE

Bent low
to pick up
just one
of all the pieces
that, of my life,
leave traces. . .

I straighten up–

Two morning stars
shine there
to greet
my unsuspecting,
slowly waking
eye. . .

It’s so
surprising what we see,
even in the morning twilight,
when we
just so happen
to raise our eyes
so high. . .

Where the limit’s
actually infinite–
what we can find
in the powers
of our mind,
as we reflect upon
and search
the Universal sky. . .

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TRIUMPH AND TRIBULATION

Triumph blares. . .
it sounds as if
the great and golden trumpet
were uniquely hers. . .

Fortunate for us,
the word “tribulation”
whispers like a little river–
not much cause
for undue consternation.

So,
dictionary tossed aside,
I prefer
to choose as my guide,
through mind and life’s
long and sometimes bumpy ride,
the sturdy rudder
of my glad imagination.

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TO BREAK A TRUE FAST

Allow your hunger
to develop. . .

only then
can life come in,
surround,
and once again
your depths envelop,

into your clear and empty
place within,

so you can feel
what you have won there. . .

and relish it
in plenty wonder.

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Ashes. . . ashes. . .Dust. . . dust

Ashes
+++++ashes
Dust
+++++ dust. . .

Solitary
++++++++ machinations
World weary
+++++++++++++++loneliness

Clinging fingers
++++++++++++++lose their grip
Confusion lingers
+++++++++++++++anger
fear. . .
+++++++++++++++Now, that’s ENOUGH!

How now,
at last,
to build
that castle in the air?
+++++++++++++++++between my ears,
my heart,
+++++++++++++++++my gut,

so I
my living colors
+++++++++++++++++can fly bright and high,
so that they buffet,
+++++++++++++++++beauties
in my mind,
+++++++++++++++++and in the world of humankind,

for I
can
+++++work and play
by light
++++++++++of sun. . .
and, at night,
++++++++++delight–

my supine form,
++++++++++++repaired
by gently prodding
+++++++++++++++rays of stars
and the loving,
+++++++++++++cradling sway
of crescent,
++++++++++then, of waning moon–
its healing beams
+++++++++++++++that come to bathe me,
bless my dreams,
+++++++++++++++and let me rest.

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BODY. . . ABSENT

Body
++++++absent
Heart
+++++++ fond
Touch
+++++++ present
Deep
++++++ absence
Feeling
+++++++ skin
Without
+++++++ within
The world
+++++++++++ the heavens
Apart
+++++++ the journey
This one ends
+++++++++++++ another one begins

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FLESH, WORDS, DEEDS

the flesh will melt. . .

but,
if they have been well chosen,
though at times ill-spelt,
the words
and deeds
of heart
may yet endure. . .

so, best to choose
all those. . .
the words, the deeds,
the state of heart
with special care. . .

for they may spread,
who knows how far?
who knows to where?

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FIGHTING OFF THE FANS

Sometimes life is not even funny.
Probably the best time to laugh.
If you can manage it.
Especially when it looms very unlikely
That you’ll be asked
For your autograph.

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