This is a TEAM effort. We are not alone. We can always ask for support, as that is what our team is here for. They patiently await our beckoning. Our team leaders, our High Selves, are the ones who wrote our game plans for this life. For our High Selves ARE our shepherds. Together, the [...]
Archive for category Poetry
The 23rd
Aug 4
Including
Mar 4
…connecting us all together in one stream of life and consciousness and I just realized that it was really all about just having fun…
Logos of Blessing
Dec 1
I am a vessel. A vessel of God.
Pour me out – a blessing to the Earth.
What you see is language.
Are you going to resist Life for petty differences?
Or drink it up and pour forth your own bliss into the garden?
Fire Truck Night
Nov 26
Pelican fanatics of the 21st century
marched down New York Times Square Avenue.
The spoon people of South America
joined them in blossoming quire.
Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, b, a, enter.
Click.
Who knew why they did it anyway.
It was just there one day…
waving hello as it mumbled over my belly,
drooling down the front of the green [...]
Honey Batch Rock Mouse
Nov 19
One cat, two cat, three cat through.
Orange cat, yellow cat, blue cat clue.
Chase it, find it, claw it ’till it’s goo.
Sniff it, lick it, gnaw it like meat on a skew.
Leave that shit, let it spoil now, cause we’re cool.
Honey Batch Rock Mouse waits at the door.
“Honey’s, my name, and I’ll chase you down tell [...]
Universal Balance – 1
Nov 12
A creature of seven heads, lion body,
and tale of a serpent drifted in this void.
Four of One
Nov 5
We each took a piece, he would bestow, and placed it into our heart’s fires.
Sage’s Voyage
Oct 30
Rocket stoves and hatchet hammers heap the Earth, metal and hot molten rock ramble rambutan dreams of red ramjet hiatal.
The Western Polyanthrophat
Oct 21
Running up and down the beach, screaming, cheering, hooting, cackling, ribbleilbleibleibling all the time …
Meat Tower
Oct 18
Raindrops on my visor.
I walk to the edge.
The tomatoes came late that year.
Yard waste piled up in the driveway –
a holocaust was underway in the shadows of the American dream.
Where the watchtowers stand,
hanging in the smoke,
bodies litter the ground like leaves
blown from a stand of aspens in the fall –
crisp, thin air in [...]
