I’m resting in a pool of blood
Taken my very veins
No longer am the man I was
Lost and listless thus I lay.
Once I had dreams so high
Freedom wasn’t just a word
But way of life we embraced truly
From choices we made every day
And a mindspace free of ads.
We called our neighbour each by name
With smiles so friendly we meant
And let our hair go wildly long
A symbol of better days spent.
And in our work, we called none work
For we smiled as we took our crafts
Each craftsman became their tools
Towards a need fulfilled.
We lost this great desire for grandeur
This misleading pretense
Veiling over all of humanity
Since human has become ruled
By magnetic storage and liquid display.
We lost grandeur
And picked up gravitas
Our guiding star
Hands to our hammers.
But now, says I in earnest,
Laying in my pool of blood,
What hath become of mine choice?
So tenderly awake no more.
Tag: life
Toulouse (day 3042)
Toulouse, my dream of maiden,
Fabric of life,
Seams of Sunshine meeting Flowers,
Crescent of the arcing Moon.
Feel the landscape of Blossom
Flowering as a wish,
For the light downy Feathers
That claim each mistake
Fall lightly beneath the big Oak tree
That protect each fair call
Like dew drops made from Gods.
A Dance Too Good For Life (day 3038)
As if the earth could ever see
Darwinian modes of ease
To see a leaf upon a tree
Blowing about the stem
Back and forth with every grace
A dance I could never trace
Delicate as a flower in bloom
Tough as nails that close a tomb
To anchor a setting sun
Upon the branch that bursts the buds
Then grouping in a seasonal array
One of Summer’s finest delights
That change the landscape one dare not stop
For as the bud shifts to a stem
Stem to a new growth
New growth takes the sprint of life
To bursting red and orange and brown
Then in one last graceful dance
A leap too good for chance to take
Downward left to fall away
Death pose into finale.
Precious Life (day 3027)
What is the sadness we have in our life?
Work begun and living story;
A moment lost in peeling paint,
Lost as sand that blows.
When rhythm runs straight through thy soul,
Collapsing each fear in its spot.
Center my state around the pinnacle
Of rusting nail so beaten,
Cry again some sweet gold tears
Precious as rhododendron petals.
Accompanying Nature (day 2991)
I took a step into the forest
So wild and carefully
Paying attention to my every breath
And my ever so lightly step
I heard the sounds of a singing bird
One that wasn’t afraid of me
I heard the songs of swaying trees
Gently cackling at me
As I moved my view became
Biased uncontrollably
For I had become to see life as
Accompanying nature’s needs.
Moving (day 2978)
Most of my waking life
Spent in a box I never packed
Holding on
Closing up
And an empty truck
Going.
When the moon was high
I felt the light
Sold it all
Marked it down
And finished paying rent
Three bedrooms apart.
Woman (day 2971)
I don’t know how to tell you
That I see stars inside your eyes.
Every time I watch those stars
A galaxy opens up for me
That spins and whirls
And ignites with life;
Burning orbs in orbit.
And in those eyes
I’m met with joy
Such that astounds my every moment
Like a little cat jumping around
Playing amidst daylight’s echo.
I’ve searched for words
And folded my letters
To find the galaxy I sought to describe,
But in doing so
I’ve learned so well
That no mortal man
Can articulate
What woman holds in her hand.
Seedlings (day 2970)
And all at once
The day arises
Seedlings come to life
Play the role
Of Great Giver
Sustenance of life
Blossoms shoot,
Eagles cry,
Sun casts shadows so sharp
And bustling in
To little burrows
A rabbit uses its nose.
Highway Signs (day 2960)
It pains me that I cannot unleash my soul
And that it sits here, adoring and alive.
It rocks back and forth with comforting movement
Yet lost.
Purple and blue blinking lights
Reminding me of life late at night
That is more or less lost
On a highway road with dull signs
Still too far away to recognize,
So home is yet to become
The place I’m heading for.
Day Tripping (day 2877)
I awoke into a dream of dreams
One I knew had come alive
All around was growth and charm
Birds so loudly sang
Carefully the trip was planned
Organized and laid aside
Commencing a new way of life
One amidst the land