Tag: Poetry
The, the, the, the Mystery!
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Giving Life this Look Again
Looking at your day
Like a baybe
You know, but you can’t say
Anything sweet might happen, maybe
Expect it anyway
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Moment Candy
Hold the moment candy
In your mouth to make it last
Till the taste of solid fantasy
That feels like being eight
While Santa Claus is on its way
When you just grin and wait
Holding caramel of knowing
In mind until it melts
Melts me
Sweet meltdown of desire
None for the heat of rage no more
Gave nothing to hellfire
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This Warm Place How I Wanna Feel
This now
Not my problem how
Feel carefree like a moment
All that fosters discontent
So slyly put away
The moment is what I put in it
Candies that I like
Sucking on it’s sweet
All beyond now fades
Without my attention
Till, life tastes a treat
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Blanks to Fill
Fill in each blank
Along the colored brick road
Take the cake
Without growing old
Or directed or assigned
See it just unfold
Or expect to be told?
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Pay Grade Above
Ain’t my concern
Where or when or how
Life unfolds
I dream smiling dreams
Smiling, I allow
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Keeping Austin Weird
Keep Austin Weird
Yes, indeed!
Yet, when our
American President
Like smoking weed
Starts making America Weird Again
I don’t know what to think
Lean in, get surprised
Watch, laugh, smile, wink
Live the start of anything
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Watched Pot
Never boils?
So,
Expands time
The universe
Deepens an eternal moment
Opens up Life
And everything
Watch a pot
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According To
The moment tall strong suits
Live their sideways view
Do I bend over backwards
Lean to sideways crawl
Follow my own sense of gravity
Just walk tall?
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Dear Friend,
Luck and joy to you!
Peace and goodwill to you from wherever you celebrate around this time. And also for all you don’t celebrate Might as well right?
Here, accept all the gifts from the rash of new and ancient traditions.
I accept all. At midnight and whenever. So, I give it all to you.
Take it.
For that taste and glow of sacredness I am celebrating the Solstice because just because there are unicorns involved.
Thanks for providing them, whoever you are.
I suppose these unicorns, they’re the good old pair from the day? The pair of unicorns brought to life again in this new story. Unicorns found by you just now?
You know, the ones. The escaping pair. The ones Noah’s son couldn’t catch. Distressed, he called out.
“Dad! the unicorns are getting away!”
From this unforgettable scene in the production of Good Omens, when the daemon Crowley and the angel Aziraphel, are talking about the impending destruction of all life, human and animal, beginning then with the animals parading into the arc two by two.
Crowley, the fallen angel, now demon, is questioning the wholesale massacre by water.
Aziraphel, the angel, is going along with the routine genocide.
In the scene, Noah calls out, “Shem! The unicorns are getting away!”
Where did they go?
Mayhap they listened to Lilith.
Ahh, So glad you found them.
They were the only ones who weren’t going along with the bullshit.
Rare and magical.
I suppose you can free the pair of magical creatures to frolic around in your world so you can watch them from your inner balcony.
I think unicorns may filter into our realm around the corners of the year, when the new season program updates. So perhaps that’s when you are sometimes able to lure them into licking your luck.
Have an enchanted merry happy unicorny day, dears.
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Let me Just
Let me just float
In the now
Of my dreams
From before
Enjoying everything as is
Is everything
Wanting more and more
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Spirit of What
At first
When the Night
She woke me up
Insomnia, the worst
And not delight
Outburst
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Skills
Brunette
Blonde
Redhead
What do
You know
Is there in the pattern?
For you
Are you aware?
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Life as Artist
Life sketches us out
We live-in the color
Aqua blue
Shows laughter
To me
What shows it to you?
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Follow Your Nose
I captured it for you like this
Here, smell it!
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Inner Space
Tap tap tap
You may hit a spot
Take it by the hidden handle
It might have one
It may not
When you try
Try, try, try,
Error! error! error!
Till perhaps you hit
Where to look
Within, somewhere
You might touch
Your feelers on
By seeing when you look
Settle on what chimes just sweeter
Aim your feeling hook
Feel for sweetness
Don’t tell
You won’t need
Candle, book and bell
When you’re here
They’re already there
Cast, cast, cast it!
Dwell, dwell, dwell
You think you’re imagining
It’s really a spell
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Time Swaddled
Do you feel it?
A soft stretchy texture
Of still flowing silvery time
Silk wraps you around
How it adores you
To play with
A bit
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Visual Coffee
I drink you in
You, warm eye-full
Like steaming coffee
Before I brew that morning joe
It’s my second favorite thing to drink
After nectar of moon-glow
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Gifts and Presence
Perhaps I was born
With more gifts
Than I realized this morn
One could be
All kinds of riffs
At least one
I bet
Is mine
Alone
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Little Alters Everywhere
An example of
One of the many ancient
Traditional ways the Western Civilization
Worshiped a god of peace
And gifts
Known as Christmas
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Your Story
What’s the first line
of that book
you’re writing
with this door
the hinges probably whine
on the cover?
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To Be or Not to Be a Library?
What if we
The world
Including you
And of course, me
Are like
A weirdo library
On loan for free
Check us out!
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Don’t You Wonder?
So, when you see
Medusa girl and me
Do you wonder
How much fun
Your hair
Could mayhap
Be?
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Out or In?
Explore introspection
Maybe there’s vast blue
Endless and eternal
In the other direction?
Too
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You Hold All the Cards
Good morning dear human
WordSmith, malarkist jester
Conjurer of elixir and brew
Pour them spirits of words
Multiply the worlds
It’s all more
I fly in this sky
You make reality
You make the ceiling floor
And more
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Stairway on the Inside
The stairway to heaven
Mine anyway ,
Is right here
Where I meditate
Heaven can’t
Everything else
That can be bought
Can wait
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Note To Self
Whoever you are tomorrow
I have a feeling Imma like she even better
You get more rich and interesting and complex and nuanced with time
The more I get to know you and experience you the finer
I feel so eager with all this loving to look forward to
To keep looking forward to more of you
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Day Follows Night
Woke up in the night
Suddenly
Expecting all I choose
To come out right
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Storytelling-Humor-Magic
Magic is the story
I the laff I’m looking for
Those rules to magic
Like them rules
To writing
To fun
To funny
Mostly maybe
Magic values like jewelry
So pretty sparkly fun
We acquire
And style with
Whatever
We can
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Tilt the world any way
Sideways or upside down
Dance on it anyway
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A Way to Life a Whole Life
Practice
A practice of flying
Good as any other
Way of life
Every moment
Signifying
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Seventy-Eight Pick Up
When he turned fifty-two
And I’m gonna do it too
Gimme time
He threw
The whole deck into the air
Felt them rain down everywhere
I’m just picking up cards I like
North of fifty
Life is sweeter
I’m awake
I’m doing the Tarrot
After blowing out the candles
On my cake
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Creating My Own Reality
You’re welcome
To put your attention so
To add pain to your now
By looking at it somehow
No I tho
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Malarquist
I met a man
So full of malarkey
Overflowing with smokey irony
Bantering, swordplay poetry
Dawning dance moves, magic
Floating on hilarity
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You Don’t Read Fiction
Perhaps
I guess
When we don’t
Go in for fiction
Or won’t
It goes in for us
Unreal!
What a mess!
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Hey There Life
It’s me, Shalom
I’m here
Remember I’m your own?
Here’s surrendering my weird beliefs to you
So You guide me along
To what’s most Tuesday true
To sing me like a song
Of You
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Worship
The spell for owning
Yourself
Her
A room
A town
An art
Map with approval
Adore everything unusual
In your own claim her heart
Set her free
Like you
Appreciate the cracks in her sidewalks
When you do
Walk with yourself in her dawn
Go with her twisting twilight
Why pay her vile attention?
When you could pay her your delight?
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Life’s Wages
I carry this to my domain
Breathe it in with breakfast
Enjoy it like cakes with silence and coffee
The “Where” where all my power lives
Where when everything changes
Always just is
Where magic grows and I’m some wiz
But it’s been here for ages
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“Reality” Suspended
Fleeing for your “life”
When all is lost
and you give up
Maybe life passes
Before your eyes
Then again, maybe not
You stumble, you fall
Headlong, into paradise
Softly, on your hopeless face
In the dirt that rules them all
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That Paradise Within
We skip it over
Wrong past the door
Following along with what everyone knows
Doing what’s been done before
Following the signs in orders
Right past that stark brick wall
The portal to that platform’s high
So there ain’t no 9 and 3/4
Until you go flying sideways through
Or die
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Planes of Existence
Where in here
I wanna know
Do my favorite times
In life that never happened
Go?
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Secret Garden
Where the fertile magic dirt
Runs deeper than the earth
Not the shallow trays of fantasy
Where we are led to birth
Our inner magics giant trees
To wither there
Rooted in light sprinkles of self-worth
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Tarot Spread
We two, we stand at the place
In the cards
Where eachother’s
Best outcome is
This Shaman dude’s at mine
I’m at weirdest his
Rabbit, you trickster!
Crow you symmetrical wiz!
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My Pocket Glows Electric Blue
Got a Smile Collection coming along
I watch for them like birds
To spot then jot
Down place and time
And relevant magic words
I power this moon strung
On silver chain I bought
With nuances from wild smiles
That charge this fine blue moon I caught
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What Temple Did You Escape From?
Everywhere gods
Each archetype alive
Living enjoying growing
Developing a being
It’s story
First you notice
The one that’s you
Then
Then, when
You close your eyes
And open them again
Sometimes
You notice who’s
Around you
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So the World Turns
On a smile
This smile shining at my core
Where being lives explodes and is gone
Rainbows of dawn
Shooting across some sky
In my inner eye
When you smile that smile
Worlds turn on
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The Circle
A letter awaiting me as I exit, jammed in the jamb
I’ll brush my teeth to not smell like coffee- butter, damn
While Dunne and Coleridge pump through my caves of blood
That allow the hormones of ecstasy to flood
Then, I’ll wait to kiss him in a secret wood
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Rabbit Knows
You swoon me with poems from another day
When I wanted to drink the Milk of Paradise
But I couldn’t find a way
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Tingleladies
Are a thing
You ask
What are these magical beings!?
Don’t ask me
Ask your imaginarium
You see what it brings
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WadeShalom Creature
A shoot of something sprouting
Out from not-a-seed
Brillante green, yet not a tree or weed
Appearing out of love stuff
Like Bluegrass
It erupts like Woooot!
Makes want, then desire
Out of hunger and need
Then it takes root
And like sourdough culture
And redwood forever
Past where I can see
I feed and nurture it
-It grows me
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Breathing The World
I breathed
Before I knew
You always already belonged
Everywhere
In my air, like the sky
With every breath in
With every breath out
You’re smile turnes into everything
The world is all about
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Some Legend
Be resting, you asleep apart
Dear smith of my intellectual-soul
While I sit here and weep
A liquid sugar salt
Guy who pays The Boatman
He thinks of it!
With his resurrected art
More than just a turn of phrase
It turns a world
It turns my gaze
It twirls my heart
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Silver Alchemist Says
Yeah if our alchemy can
Turn white to pink and pink to red
Heck! That’s plenty man
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The Alchemist
A great morning for alchemy
Transforming lead to gold
The feeling of soon, it isn’t soon enough
Lead has it’s place like “soon”
It’s heavy useful and doesn’t shine like my Smithed stuff
So, taking the feeling of what I want
The conclusion of soon
I close the gap
By focusing only on the end
So as far as my reality knows
Now I am in your arms
Now, I think
Best feeling ever!
Why wait?
To wit, alchemy
In a wink
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A Shaman Says
Hang the moon
Hang the moon
Then grab it!
Way of the trickster
Wisdom of the rabbit
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Time
A year of wonderful
Hours
To spend my minutes in
Being here
I noticed this now
Now
I’m choosing
I’m living
I’m seeing
A world changed
From you in it
Mixed in
Like salt
Like yeast
Sparking whatever
This spell is
Sweet
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Magic’s Ingredients
Ah!
A morning
And what a morning too
Oh what a freaken afternoon today!
What a week!
A week of Tuesday
With you
A marvelous month of Tuesdays
Every minute
What a life dear
Dear Life
To wit
A life
This one
The one life with that particular smile
In it
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“Black and White?“ Duh
Really?
How dumb are you?
To divide up normal people
Perhaps to conquer
By an aspect that’s least true
Repeating ”black lives matter”
Is dumber and more boring, too
Than foolishly insisting
Shouting like an idiot
The sky is blue!
The sky is blue!
If you don’t get it
Be an idjit
Now be off with you
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Our Own Home-Forged Americans
Sista Brutha
My Fatha
My Matha
You not vanilla
Thank the lawd
Or of Africa
Not no moe
You’re ours!
You’re forged
You’re mine
You’re yours
You’re here
You’re ours!
Right here
In the land of the slave
To be free
To be
Of America
My nigaa!
My own dear sweet
Genuine
The best
Made in America
Magical irreplaceable nigaa
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No One Cares Who You’re Superior to Kid
The lowest common denominator
Of lovely human noobs
Can just get on with growing up
Just like your normal kid-bro boobs
And let the grownups talk
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Irrelevant Dude
I’m not talking to you
If you need this shit
explained
Your view
Makes you irrelevant
For now
Freedom doesn’t require
Your consent
No one’s asking you
You’re just uninteresting somehow
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Irrelevant
Y’all perfectly worthy
Wonderful cherished noobs
Wherever you are
However color-misguided y’all be
Or how
That, and how anything else
But, for the purpose of clarity
This lowest common denominator
Of human thinking beings
Now
Can just go fuck themselves
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Color? Really?
Can you
Try
Please
Try
To think of
Anything
Just anything stupider
To divide us by?
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To Choose this Feeling Life
I’m getting to become
Like a little kid again
I just focus on
this
One feeling
Instead of
That one
Oh that one
No! This one
-instead
Stay here
In this sweeter
Sweetest feeling place
Feel the sweeter
Place inside instead
Something mild
Choose this one
Warm place
peace place
Free and wild
In here
The Dude
Abides
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Having Some Good Now Lately!
Having some wonderful now these days
Some wonderful wonderful magical now
Now now now
Now
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The Weather
You know when
When the weather
When it suddenly
Is a storm?
It was something
nothing
only heat
Now it’s
Solid fluid this
Breezing blowing
Cooling
After the burning…
Bliss
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If
Sylph
This one shy sylph one day
It’s said, of a thousand charms
Decides to count each one
She counts, she counts, she counted
But them magics keep dripping right down her arms
First she figured she’s unwise
Then she noticed all the butterflies
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A Solid State Drive
I feel all fiscally responsible
It’s so good!- for myself
I feel so well-ithy right now
With no evidence of wealth
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Woman
Her body by affection warms
It stirs the inner pot
She drinks the chocolate by the fire
Wether it’s true or not
A secret opens up within
By an unknown hand
It grows into a pocket space
A portal to a no-man’s land
A man may enter in
And be in her enchanted place
A paradise or sin
A kingdom
The mystery feminine
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Solid Golden Glow
A living liquid all lit up
The spirit of a baby god
A mountain feeling comes along
Solid sunlight
Rich AF (as fortold)
So warm- like summer cold
Up lit in glowing
Moons of silver gold
That money matters not
If it’s a thing
It’s a thing You got
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Two Thousand Miles Far Away
When you’re over there
While I am over here
We’re in each other’s inner parts
That is just the deal
Projects right onto each other’s hearts
Where everything gets real
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What Kinda Man is This?
He wears a Beawolf, like a Star Wars tee
Then sports a Harold and the Purple Crayon
Gee
But he wore his 42 tee just for me!
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Accessory to Slavery
You’re done here Slavery
She’s mine
My sista
You can’t touch her
She’s mine
Because I love her
He’s mine!
My brotha
You can’t touch him
You’re done here
I chose now
I’m no longer an accessory
Watching, just watching
Jim Crow ii just casually go down
Now I see and bear witness
You go down for real
You’re done here
Exploitation thingy
Whatever you are
Or seem to be
There’s only one reality
The end
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It’s Tuesday Again- In Loving Memory of-It’s Thursday Again
In loving memory of Hugo of It’s Thursday Again.Wordpress.com. You’re welcome for all the fish Rhino House, dear.
Four perfect Tuesdays in a row
Establish the Tuesday feeling flow
Now it’s Tuesday every day
Just because it’s so
Tuesday oh Tuesday!
Again again again
A magical Tuesday every-day
For me to live and love within
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A Place and a Space
I went looking for fairies
And angels and gnomes
Hungry for the sacred and for the unknown
I tried each fanciful story ever grown
I searched all the places
And ways to might find them
But didn’t
An empty ache I wanted to leave
But it wouldn’t
Grew
Right where a unicorn might have lain down to rest
This fantastic fantom limb ached in my chest
It settled in where my mistake
It lived, it thrived and bred
Eventually, I did give up the search
When all it’s joys had fled
I put hope down
And picked up despair instead
And let it ramble through my head
Except in a corner my secret face
A holy of holies dusted well-lit place
With plenty of inner pocket space
There yet remains a sacred quiet grace
For davas daemons and fairy rings
Just in case
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Creation
I respond to You
Then You are me
My dear
I cherish you, my inner world
While strange flowers just appear
Then flourish into nameless fruit
When now is always here
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Some Magical Company
Meet my great friend Z
I adore his company
In my heart he pays no rent
Where no one’s guilty
Ever
Till proven innocent
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Crisp to the Soul
The feeling
Of a clear crisp babbling stream
Cuz everything’s clean
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Expiration Date
Pop off the top
of your Lifeberry jam
Lick off the knife as you spread it
That jar’s all used up
Before you expire
You bet it
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Nectar of the Gods
I’m on a real mood cloud
anticipation just bubbling brewed
A foamy expectation of good
Lucky elixir
Instantly Thrilled
Silly
Unicornie
Free!
Like that thunder just now
These raindrops
May clap just for me
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Liminal Places
The only reason
I believe this
Is cuz it’s happening
It’s happening now
Afterwords
I ask
If it ever really did
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Always be a Wondering
The impulse
It carries you
This way
Into
What could just be a door
If it were anything
If it were anything
It could be magical
It could be
Sometimes
It might be
It might
Close your eyes tight
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Life of a Story
Something
Sucked up the moment
Keeps meticulous notes
The whole thing as it happens kept
Born into patterns
Alive in lives
Traditional me projectile vomits out
Taste becames a home
Meditation takes over the meaning in everything
Falling in love kicks everything else out
Old tastes move home-made soul back in
A project working on itself
Some days lightning strikes
Connecting neurons that never met weld together
A million alive connections align
Pulsing
Life into a story
The sleeping story wakes up
We Talk
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Personified Architecture
Could a process become
Somehow
Some-kind of alive?
A self organizing system
If so, Wow!
A syndrome, the spirit of a place
A myth a god a power
A mind if it’s own
Evolutionary
What now?
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Care and Care
Tenderly abide
His infant parts
Instead of no
It’s maybe
Them puppy eyes
With fetus hearts
To betray a man
Might as well punch a baby
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Life and Art Form
In the telling
Inside the sculpture
Right behind the paint
Isn’t where I expect to see
What something is or ain’t
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Care and Feeding of
That mystical fourth
-Like May the 4th-
That Mystical fourth Metaphysical thing
To nurse
To care
To feed
Our inBetween
Like some living
Alchemy being
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Tardis Life
I wanna be an instrument
Database compass measure
Serving living being
At the pleasure
Of the Evolutionary Imperative
Thingy or whatever
Creating meaning
And me
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What’s This?
I feel hot lava thrill and thrall
Sweet upflow to my heart
Just before you reach out
When we are apart
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The Velveteen Rabbit
The flights of fancy
I turn real when I muse
Is it a nightmare
Or a dream
That I choose?
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What is it?
Not engaging
Just allowing
Un-supposing
Broken-vowing
Space gets made
Be afraid
Rage and strut
Behave strange
Lose grow crow
And change
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Hello You and You
I fancy you Today, oh Day of Days
Ah,
Though
Now I see you nearly here
Coming along Tomorrow dear
Hey! Tomorrow! you!
Would you be my best friend too?
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The Moment When You Know
I adore you
All you
Things I wanna do!
Oh! Ohh ohhhhh!
Oh,
So…
You adore me too!
Oh
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Smell the Day
All things done
Are wanted
Nothin goes to waste
The Forty-Two’s
How fra’g’rant
All these moments taste
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Because Every Day is Fucking Magical
Hello there Day
All shiny new
As always
Your old self
Just doing you
Wow
Thank you
Best of Days!
Who are you anyways?
How are you made?
To notice me?
Can we be friends?
Come play!
Unfold yourself again today
again again
please
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DirtSurfing with the Dawn
I rolled along the friendly Breeze
That blows the fingers of the Trees
To wave at me throughout the night
That tap tap tap on my window
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Maybe
Evil is the error part of this ongoing trial and error.
It could be
A way to wheedle out what’s
evolutionarily viable
Or how would Life know?
Without evil, err error
Surupy
Boring
A heroless
Story
Day without night
So what then?
What?
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A Close Friend
I’m reaching out
I’m here
To connect with you
In open air
You aren’t invited in
You may not enter
Your bull in tow
To break up my china
Again
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Then Live Between the Lines
When my eye holds only angles
They suck thought out between
the lines
Being lost here somewhere is my moment
Where paint-flow washes out my mind
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Go Ahead, Believe In Coincidence Instead
My writing corner, it’s ceiling light went out
It’s been six months
Here I am, Your avatar, amused
It’s back
In the midnight, the only night
As I sat here and cherished the dark’s dancing candle light
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How Do You Know Yours Does You?
This Morning loves me
I can tell
When fist He brings me coffee
Then goes tempting my eagerness with
forbidden gumdrop fruit
Designed and built all just for me
He, then, He let’s me be
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I Bet You Don’t Know It’s You
It’s made for me
The world is
The way i am made for me
i am the World Herself
i adore You World
You adored me first
– i just noticed
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Bottle Your Elixir of Life
To live high on this delicious brew
All the fermenting is you
If you can’t be still and feel
Gratitud
You’re screwed
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Feelings’ Faces
The face
Of this sadness
Joy in profile
Tears streaming
In color
Peek out
Of the wall
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Chocolate Darkness
When darkness is thick
Creamy and sweet
Your tongue is alive
It climbs up your feet
All wrapped in the moment
A being of taste
Is it what you are now
From what you have faced?
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Self-Potrait
Each thing I do
Gets done in me
What I make up
It marks me up
Each choice I make
Is colored paint
My palette is my day
Skillfuly blended
Chosen colors
Artfully painted
Or just mixed up
I make me
Anyway
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The Painted Door
Green nice
Let me see
Oh,
Orange!
Show me
Please
Come in
Through
The color of
Fresh squeezed
Fruit
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It Just Happens
The Wayward Spirit
By
M. L. Redford
the wayward spirit wafts in
through the window when the patterns of weeks, months passed, at last,
let go and shift
she moves about the room like Franny Glass making one or two things
flutter a bit, and is gone
out past the opposite shoulder as I turn in to see what I hear
to notice things
in the room which were always there but hadn’t been noticed for weeks
or maybe months
and which had obviously been there for a purpose, staring through the books
on the shelf to find
a forgotten bookmark, an absent fold, maybe a latterdaymexicanpink
autumnal ritual –
seven parts revelationinitiation and fifteen parts flutterbybestowal –
curiouser and curiouser
are the ways of the spirit: if I follow, will I flutter, will I perch or will I fall?
either way I’ll find
the pink of gist and need to meditate before I waft or get stolen
but the spirit talks
of grounding, without talking, for she is no airy/faeree: the meaning disappears
the more you look
but in looking at the unfindability you discover all the meaning for to see:
body, soul and beauty
but no room at the inn for language, ‘you can speak a hundred languages
if you want but
you’re never as wise as the illiterate who speaks with love in her heart’
she says, without a single word
but thought of a hundred languages smaller than the stars which float away;
the language of Waywarduese
butterflies about all over the points, and all of those points held
in one wing-spread,
colourful and puckering hold, sprinkled and dlappled like rain
Oh!
Can I have it?
Is it for me?
It’s for me?
It’s for me!
It’s Mine!
You stole it from me!
I’ll be generous and
share it with you
if you let me keep it.
Please
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Where Have All The Madmen Gone?
Lost opportunities
Missed people
To avoid
Out of art’s mind
Mis-fitted driven mad
Beauty un-enjoyed
Curated eyes delighted edges
Whom seek unseen art
Deprive a brocken world again
Already locked apart
Of crazy is insane
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Cell in a Body
I immerse myself
In the massive instinct
The record of the massive
Instinct of human change
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Self Organizing Systems
You watch murmuration of starlings
Turn dusk into a kaleidoscope
Who watches the murmuration of humans
Organize and dance to a word you spoke
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Inner Sweet
Crystalline honey bees
Swarm in me
Buzzing vivid desires
Fierce yellow flies away
In green bright light
To parlay with yellow flowers
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Ask the Invisible You
Animal quicken
Aware of being
The more complex
The more fun to
The invisible you
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Life’s Aesthetic
Seeing beauty
Feeling beauty
May be a skill
To any and all
Circumstances
Assign beauty
At will
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The Life that is my life
I protest this life
I asked for
In my longing dreams
Life knows more
About my life
Than me
It seems
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Fullness of Life
The flavor
In my mind
Pungent sweet
Divine
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Living Things
Friendly vegetal Life
Gives life
In the language
Of health
Wispers peace
Flavor and beauty
Feeding the
Soul
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Is Life Alive
Is Life alive?
Does she smile
Is Life in the air
Coming to life
In breath
Primping
In sunshine
While being
The sun
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Like the Sky
Wink
Smoke
Out of
Your eyes
Or clouds
Sudden shudder
Deep sighs
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Transformation
Minute transformations
Windswept moments
By and by
Chisel the look
Out of
Your eye
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Virtual or Reality
Artificial hollow
Life-giving
Mechanical heart
Online roll-play
Gaming
Part death
Part life
Part art
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Breakthrough
If I were me
If I were you
I am both
Who are you?
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Personhood
The value
Of me?
Wait
Let me see
Is it steady
Or based
On
Meritocracy?
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Love to Disagree
Mix it up
Us who
Disagree
To care dilutes
The care
About
Beliefs
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Game Dilemma
Between
A quest
A grind
Or afk
What to gain
This decade?
What enjoy today?
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Feeling Ways
Slow panic
may congeal
Warm trust
Fires up
To become
What’s fluid real
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A Feeling Place
Grinning face
Passionate
Writing
Coffee and Grace
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The Meaning
Together
Feeling good
Feeling better
Together
Than you
Otherwise
Would
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Not What I Thought
Be the truth
Stump evil
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You Then, You Now
Elegant destruction
Magnificent while mad
Stillness in it’s offerings
To re-create
was had
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Acceptance
Plop
I forgot
Sometimes
My feelings
Drop
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Reproduction
Shiver a soul
Asunder
mitosis
Violence or blunder?
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Cheating Life
Cheat life
Cheat it
Choose
Suck up to death
Point my attention
Outwit
Lose
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World of Humancraft
Miniature gods
Not dolls
Gaming gods
Involved
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Book Learning
I’m learning
Living by living
Life is
The book
The yearning
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Knowlege of Good
Reach up into
A story tree
Pluck and bite
A story
See
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Being Held
Life of my life
Flows unstoppable
I flow gently with it
Relaxing allowing
Sweet new beginnings
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Storyline?
Punishment
Turbulent
“When you are betrayed You go to hell”
A feeling place where
What I accuse can breed
So I may live what I judge
Next life
This way
To then succeed
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Blindfolded or Bored
Surprise
Cooks in hot
Huge Vats of
Unpredictable
Surprise!
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Autonomy Really?
Sawing my invisible backbone
With a dull serrated knife
The heart of heart stuff
Lungs made of lung
Doing their own autonomy
Unaffected
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Then What?
Deprive my soul thingy
Of stories to collect
Of desperate choices
Dangerous encounters
Clashing wills
Dark nights
Triumph of wills
Irreplaceable loss
Implacable spirit
Brocken open hearts
Catalysts story arcs
Unexpected twists
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An Open Eye
People are asses
So diverse
Stunning breathtaking deadly
Acts of God
Just like our mother
Earth
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Snuggle the Struggle
“I don’t understand hate”
Hate the euphemism for
All the crap
I didn’t get before
My sugary apathy
Hates back
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World of Personcraft
An epitome
Individual curiosity
Lotteried kill sets
Oaths fall-downs
warped twisted intact
Personality chosen
Sides
Level ups death
Playing me
Like you
Into some being
New
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