Grown again in a bewilderment
The scene set itself for a moment
Faintest of light enlivening
Our Hero, pure at heart,
For inside the locale
That each now stood
Awoke a deepening murmur
That rustled the very coattails
Of all those passers-by.
Calmly, coolly, saintly,
Our Hero began to outstretch
His all encompassing gratitude
In a moment of sanctity
At once summoning
That which all had come and sought.
Tag: light
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.
To Not Feel (day 2974)
Why am I condemned to something I cannot feel
I cannot arise
For in gold there erodes depths of cast
My hands have dried and begun to fade.
There is something that has grown
Not allowed to pursue
A lingering touch held too long.
Without light
Day at once ends
Cold sets in
Song remains silent
Heart enters slumber.
Orbs (day 2966)
I’ve been wondering what could come of me
For I’ve lost my will to give
Alone out here outside of light
Forgotten down the road.
Yet every time I form the words
My answer comes alive
Taking me to the deepest roads
Where at once I come to make
A drop into my pond of stillness
Shattering all wandering thoughts
Into outwardly emanating orbs.
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.
I Want to Feel You (day 2952)
I want to feel you
Until the lonesome bubbles
Fade away from my open eyes,
Huddled in the darkness;
Wooden chair holding
My scissors and notebook.
I want to feel you
So the open pages
I haven’t found to mark
Stay to the light
Forever low
Outside your door;
Knocking my heart
Ceases, overwhelmed by thunder.
Internode (day 2835)
Do not depart here,
For it is memory
Strong
Bold
Holding a graceful beat;
Encompassing.
For light
Is betwixt my mind’s layers,
Encouraging
What feels needst
And canst becometh
Internode.
Beirut (day 2721)
Every time I hear of the city Beirut
I dream of what dreams are made of
There are city lights that wave at me
With a luminosity that cuts through my being
Little chairs with patrons chilling
In a modality unknown to me
But harming with smiles
That feel half drunk and half alive.
My feet rattle off ancient cobblestones
On the better walks of town
But I find the dead alleys
And imagine how many eyes are watching me.
I have companions here
Who sing with instruments only found
Along this edge of the world
And in Gypsy caravans roaming the deadlands.
My lover sleeps with the curtains open
And silk pyjamas that are usually draped
Upon the wooden chair that’s older than I
She burns a scent I can only find here
With old books I cannot read
But admire the covers and the ghosts within
She kisses with a heavy lip
And smiles with a curious snarl
That keeps me here dreaming.
In a Thunderstorm (day 2698)
Pop art killed me in a thunderstorm
There I sat alone
Silenced by modern lights
Suffocating though I drew breath
Yet unconvinced
Crawling deeper within
To the warmth, warmth found
In the mothership womb
Holding me, straight-arm,
At quite a distance
With mechanical arms
Ragged and worn
Tried all I could
Until flashes of light.
A Memory Unspent (day 2694)
I woke into a shifting spell
Down again I went
Surging of a misty mess
Desire plummeting in
Like a sandcastle frothing close
My wisdom flowed forth
Stuck again, I lingered heavy
Waiting for receding light
Anxious for a memory
I laid away, unspent.