Gray

 

Many come out when the sun shines

Few when it is gray

This is why I especially enjoy

My walks on a cold windy day

Look up

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Rock And Hawk Here is a symbol in which Many high tragic thoughts Watch their own eyes. This gray rock, standing tall On the headland, where the seawind Lets no tree grow, Earthquake-proved, and signatured By ages of storms: on … Continue reading →

Untimely Encounter

You already promised your hand to another

certain in your heart he is the one

that there could be no other

Fly across the world to embrace

and promise everlasting love

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But there will be those days and nights

when you feel alone even in his presence

Now we breathe the same the air

feel the same wind

see the same moon

hear the same drops of rain

wander along the same ocean

admire the same mountain peaks

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Where ever you go I have been

Where ever I go you have been

A distant undeveloped haunting

so close yet so far

wondering what might have been

had fate and chance

intervened at another time

Fools Gold

Forged from the dust of death-star fire into this ephemeral form

 

treading on the surface of an eternal bottomless ocean above and below

 

death perpetually circulating from all directions

 

You succumb to the myth that Gold is land, security, power, wealth

 

bow to the pirates and board their ship

to become a slave or yourself a pirate

 

You expend your death-star fire to swab the deck and man the oar

 

or lash the whip to bleed others into submission

 

You drink bottles and bottles of rum to numb the pain

 

of being whipped or doing the whipping

 

that you burn your precious death-star fire to make your masters rich

 

or man a ship with no direction other than to steal Gold from others

 

Mutiny will not alter the course as you are still on the same ship

 

different masters and slaves

seeking the same Gold for fools

 

Summon the courage from the depths

as the storm approaches and the sea boils with offended anger

 

return to where you began before you boarded the run away ship

 

Burn your precious death-star fire and pay homage to eternity

 

Swim man swim

 

or drown with a smile

Lonely Stars

Burning bright

Shedding light

Out into the dark void

 

Noble fire

Lonely desire

Roaring into the silence

 

Why do you blaze

With such ferocious power

And wage war with darkness

 

Billions of years

Billions of stars

Flaming into obscurity

 

But our sun has a purpose

To provide for life on the small blue planet

In order to feed and keep warm intelligent humans

 

How disgusted our sun must be

To expend so much energy

On a harvest consumed to dust

True Love

True Love is the grand enigma

Often obscured by human stigma

Two spirits growing not as one

Else in the end neither have won

Fate plays the leading role

Binding two by the soul

Free Will takes the reigns

Together as two we break the chains

True Love flows from the source

Perpetual force propels the course

Carves through rock in constant motion

Powering its way to the expansive ocean

Sunlight sparkles on the great expanse

Dew crawls up the beaming lance

Love transforms to a billowing height

Zeus hurls bolts with all his might

Thunder pounds ethereal life

Slicing false love in two with a knife

True love absorbs the rumble

Enjoys the power in their passionate tumble

A Legacy

No living atom comes at last to naught!
Active in each is still the eternal Thought:
Hold fast to Being if thou wouldst be blest.
Being is without end; for changeless laws
Bind that from which the All its glory draws
Of living treasures endlessly possessed.

Unto the wise of old this truth was known,
Such wisdom knit their noble souls in one;
Then hold thou still the lore of ancient days!
To that high power thou ow’st it, son of man,
By whose decree the earth its circuit ran
And all the planets went their various ways.
Then inward turn at once thy searching eyes;

Thence shalt thou see the central truth arise
From which no lofty soul goes e’er astray;
There shalt thou miss no needful guiding sign-
For conscience lives, and still its light divine
Shall be the sun of all thy moral day.
Next shalt thou trust thy senses’ evidence,
And fear from them no treacherous offence
While the mind’s watchful eye thy road commands:
With lively pleasure contemplate the scene
And roam securely, teachable, serene,
At will throughout a world of fruitful lands.
Enjoy in moderation all life gives:
Where it rejoices in each thing that lives
Let reason be thy guide and make thee see.
Then shall the distant past be present still,
The future, ere it comes, thy vision fill-
Each single moment touch eternity.
Then at the last shalt thou achieve thy quest,
And in one final, firm conviction rest:
What bears for thee true fruit alone is true.
Prove all things, watch the movement of the world
As down the various ways its tribes are whirled;
Take thou thy stand among the chosen few.
Thus hath it been of old; in solitude
The artist shaped what thing to him seemed good,
The wise man hearkened to his own soul’s voice.
Thus also shalt thou find thy greatest bliss;
To lead where the elect shall follow-this
And this alone is worth a hero’s choice.

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

The Great Divide

Three thousand miles apart

Pacific Ocean here

Atlantic Ocean there

Towering mountains in between

 Heart ripped in half

Young blossoming youth here

Silky hard warmth there

Deep falling canyon in between

 Blood gushing from the tear

Love for son here

Love for woman there

Can’t cross the Great Divide

Growing weak and faint

Less to give here

Less to give there

I meet death halfway

Bottomless Hole

There are days I fall low

Think I hit bottom

 

Begin to claw my way up

Pride sheds like dead skin

Sun warms fingers

But I fall again

Deeper

 

Begin to claw again

Blood stains cold rock

Eyes see light

But I fall again

Deeper

 

Begin to claw once more

Soul leaks from open wounds

Can hear birds singing

But I fall once more

Deeper

 

Don’t have much left

To begin my crawl

Take My Trembling Hand

I understand how you feel

No need for words

I too am hanging on

By a few frayed threads

All those faceless women

Coming through your door

Headboard banging against the wall

Primal sounds pierce the night

A flash of forgetful pleasure

Then silence

Out the door they stumble

You alone in your bed

The daylight will come

Your problems still there

Swimming in debt

The court date is set

Three times cuffed

Is no drunken charm

They will take all away

Yet still you live like a whore

More flashes of joy

Hedonistic pleasures

To be repaid with interest

The walls are closing in

There is no escape

Except that one option

What is that you mumble?

You want to surrender?

Life is no longer worth it?

Leave your debt behind?

Unpaid years of whoredom?

But this is no option

My friend

You have two little girls

This is no noble Roman act

Accept your punishment

Realize your mistakes

Let them knock you to the ground

Wallow in your fall

From once peak economic heights

Reflect on how you got here

Redefine what peak height means

Begin to slowly crawl

Get to your knees

Try to stand

I am your friend

I will not hand you a knife

But I offer my trembling hand

We can stand together

Walk with me

And at least try

To begin anew