Monthly Archives: September 2011

Timeless

Timeless Creating a new world Salvador Dali obsesses Time in pieces melting over his life canvas French and Surrealists finding a story arc. Provoking others compelling though casual. I no longer accept the rule: Order and under control. Life transparent … Continue reading

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Astray

Thickening pulse thorough
all that is and was builds to forever.
Serial endings are waking up. Continue reading

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Vortex

Vortex Drawn in and around the carousel spin…colors swirl. Laugh. Breathe. A little hope and Lightheaded warmth. Energy pulsing radiating See the spiral vortex at the moment before unexpected but ordinary death? (Of course all death is ordinary.) An intense … Continue reading

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Moon-glint Medusa

Moon-glint Medusa Caught in an updraft A chimney sucks me, straw like, through the dark tube that sprays bits of me into a gauzy draped nascent sky. Out of me, sparks fly. What pulls me? What shoots me? What is … Continue reading

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Come to me Before

Come to me before Come here inside my heart Space. Come before the close Of me before the well-spring Seals closed, and chances Gone remain still certain, Curtain shut. Permeate my Soul tissue, resonate light In darkness, beginnings before Endings, … Continue reading

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The Trouble with Chickens

Chickens Were Once Chicks Chickens have wings but don’t fly. Chicks are baby chickens. Chicks are small, soft, and make a gentle peeping sound. And are found in Easter baskets wearing baby colors ; powder blue, pink, yellow and green. … Continue reading

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What is love?

Love I am love a thought-idea I am love Breathe from in to out …from out to in… I am Love I am Now …the ever present moment I am love There is no there, there is only here I … Continue reading

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