Cold February night, there’s nothing to do but to sit here by an empty downtown and smell the scent of China and amber. Ambrosia, amnesia. It’s all quiet on the hood ’till one drunk screams to the unknown and the train scathes on by. The chill is colder when there’s a couple walking together withoutContinue reading “Cold Feb night”
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International bright lights
International bright lightsopportunities flyunknown wishes coming trueunknown where I’m at
Snowball
It was predictedso why’re you crying about it at five am;a king of experiencedoesn’t matter what your sex isit was an avalancheand you chose to dive into itit was the crossroadsand the parallel pathsa reflection in the mirrora shadow in the daymoon shadow at nightand you wonder why you wouldn’t go nutsit was the mostContinue reading “Snowball”
Regressing to the human form
He walks along the street dancingon his coat that’s a bit too big for himhe doesn’t care thoughhe’s grinning ear to earhis head’s hung lowbopping to the beat of a songhe hops on the edge of the streetand twirls back down when feelshe moves at the right partsand laughs at the mess upshe keeps dancing,Continue reading “Regressing to the human form”
Black eyes
The saddest thing about having pitch black eyes isyou never can see if it dialated or not
Charles Bukowski — The Vale of Soul-Making
writing has been my fountain of youth my whore, my love, my gamble. The gods have spoiled me. — Charles Bukowski, from “only one Cervantes,” The Last Night of the Earth Poems. (Ecco May 31, 2002 via Charles Bukowski — The Vale of Soul-Making
I’m pretty sure this is the only thing
That makes things tolerable
Casual love
Casual love, I believe in that deep love, I believe in that too polygamous love, I believe in that, but I’m starting to believe in random, casual love more deep monogamous love, I believe in that too casual deep love, I believe in that
Bleeding green
Can’t get myself to cry …it’s been over years… over something that’s left this samsara the memories blur and dissipate to the ground I’m trying to knock myself alive cry a little more, scream a bit love a lot but I’m left dissipating too; dispersing with the winds themselves trying to attach to whatever thatContinue reading “Bleeding green”
Pure heart
The twists and turns in your hair give away the thousand year history untold the smile on your face warms every warm blooded’s beating heart eons of bond, shared blood, genes that connect you to everything every sea on earth all the star dust above clouds, far, far away the twinkle in your eyes, diamondsContinue reading “Pure heart”
Where you are
You’re calling for me In this corner of the cell where there’s nothing But walls You’re in my head You’re wanting my company I can feel it barely tingle like some current running through a wire in the brain I stare at the wall when there’s nothing there But the more I stare, I feelContinue reading “Where you are”
Letting it be
The ball’s no longer in my court The world’s a mysterious place
John Muir quotes
One of the best ways to see tree flowers is to climb one of the tallest trees and to get into close tingling touch with them, and then look broad Between every two pines is a doorway to a new world The mountains are calling and I must go As long as I live, I’llContinue reading “John Muir quotes”
Somewhere in the middle of passive thoughts
“Why are you a vegetarian?” He asked. “I don’t like the thought of animals suffering” I responded. “But animals were created by god to service us” he said softly. And we ate our meals silently, somewhere in the middle of passive thoughts.
Nonchalance
Race
It took a full circle But the only race I believe in is Animal
That marbled pathway
Who are we but bright flames that wane? Flesh alive and so here now, but can step away from these frames Far away the evening fragrance lingers Seeping into deeper woods Feeling is like morning weather With windchimes and little bells Rolling misty haze, kissing our feets Atop the marbled pathway Of a holy treasure
Throughout mankind
Throughout the history of mankind, how many times Have people seen the sun Through the tree leaves
Pain and love
You believe in pain and love But I don’t believe in pain and love I walk a billion miles down the desert road, bare feet cracked with the hard tar And bogging through the sand, dying with the sweat Sucking out of me like vacuum Left with skin that shrivels and rusts under the sunContinue reading “Pain and love”
What’s real?
The physical world, or subconsciousness?
Green slice of heaven
Maybe when I’m bedridden one day I’ll remember the days when I could move and do whatever I wanted to do; go out in nature, be active, ride my bicycle through the off roads. Lay in the fields, be as naked as I could be Let the air kiss and lick my salty skin; soContinue reading “Green slice of heaven”
Wild Shiva
He’s got long dreadlocks and blue-black patchy skin He dances atop planets and creates cosmos with every turn His dance is powerful and wild He widens his eyes and sticks out his red tongue. Shiva dances with passion amid the cosmos He can erupt a volcano with the snap of a finger He spreads theContinue reading “Wild Shiva”
Haiku.19 6-6-18
Originally posted on Nobe's Globe:
a bright summer day trees adjourn their discussion to acknowledge me
Tree hugger for lifetimes
Tree kisser for lifetimes