did God
copulate
with thought
did light
fornicate
with goddess
mine diamonds
gems and hatchlings
finding what is right
did mindful
Universe
conspire
consult alpha or omega
see beyond the sea
twenty-twenty visions
some beginning
did God
envision
some ending
out live
rending
life
bending creation
word and thought
mostly divine things
evolution
tempestuous goals
similarly dividing souls
tasking
arms from legs
masking
head with hands
a fitting journal
critical battles fought
one last GMO kernel
embarkation
showing heart
stark wisdom
bearing a Godhead soul
that's what we've truly got

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when the war was over
enemies still drowned us
in rivers of their hate
when bombs stop falling
desperation it seems
a hopeless fate
is it curtains
before the last act
plays out
before this ornamental year
has contemptibly ended
humanity's brash will
dissecting all
these thoughts and words
blending cosmic light
throughout the universe
bending galaxies and stars
as God first intended
making each awesome day
race awkwardly by
chased by rash reason
belief without meaning
a special date
on every moonlit night
realizing one compassionate swirl
contrite calling out for hope
once empathy has fallen
so many are not coping
in a hopeless world
prostrated and praying
seeking sacred bonds
as spatial volcanoes erupt
while oceans continue to collapse
retrace our physical synapse
begin with that planetary spark
endings that often seem abrupt
one paradigm after another
all this stark reality
molding our wounded souls
marking sheltered frailty
while dark corruption
leads the dysfunctional way
from beachhead
to foreign beachhead
strife along these caustic storm fronts
still huddled congregations
feeling betrayed
bundled together
high alert
trying to survive
war in this damaged universe
muddled and bloodied together
where killing fields
of broken bodies lay
 

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a weary bird
part way on
its sacred flight
stopped by
my secret garden
reminding me
of its constant plight
tweets from a dying tree
narrating plumage insights
dire feather warnings
causes of the rising sea
counting birds and bees
needy plants and trees
if this frantic world
is ever going
somehow remain
true and right
careful you don't drown
polishing the Monarch's crown
for the ocean is cold
and lost species and souls
casually consumed
are never ever found

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down a narrow street
walking in Japanese
passing Greek shadows
balanced on sparrow feet
thinking thoughts in Lebanese
what an eclectic atmosphere
I'm dreaming in Blue Whale
sea level at low tide
everything in the austere sea
creeps across the seasoned land
remembering oceanic tales
beyond high stratosphere
expressed in Spanish and English
undressed by French I stood
holding up mute hands
if this is it
what else could be
I feel split
one foot long
dangling on two sides of the fence
hence altogether
another stands
phalanxes
seeking recompense
I'm a squawking jungle bird
displaying jungle tones
replayed I'm a limber pine
routed by deep ancient roots
alone in my alpine dreams
I shed fragrant poetic cones
my perfumed sap
balm and cures for the world
curled in a frankincense corner
my Arctic brow stays furled
my glacial sweat feels warmer
each passing year I'm brooding
disturbed noodling masses
crowd narrow curbless streets
flogging every angle
entangled in every lane
origami fish and birds
swimming and swinging in vain
these tsunami dreams
I wonder where
one might jump off
expertly turn
a conceptual corner
save some barren plain
talk in forest symbols
balk while walking
careful not to step
on some slow ant
or sidewalk crack
thinking crocodile
imagining a sauerkraut crock
fermenting
trails and trials
of insect thoughts
investing in spider webs
besmirching
that last slice of pizza
making me suffice
nighthawks soaring into the night
skimming radiant clouds
more magnificent than any edifice
dusting the adjacent full moon
trusting accountable time
contemplating raconteur stares
in my Blue Whale dreams
I see you
ostensibly standing there
beckoning the mystified world
or so it seems
I hear you
waxing like a disparate bird
just as dawn is breaking
when silence is
suddenly forgiven
both yours and mine
and (not) everything from the sea
returns freely
in fleeting time
greeting the rising sun
this opportune meeting
cosmically tuned epiphany
for sacred you and sacred me

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Godhead rang the bell
we woke
good earth
beneath our feet
not much else
we stood
it was meet and greet
one star to another
we searched
one start after another
our own two feet
one foot
in front of the other
we stepped lightly
sometimes marched
not always rightly
stomping jack boots
clomping into the future
chomping cake and cookies
what we want
deep thoughts
expert amateur and rookies
haunting our distant past
it's been fuel and nurture
building signal fire after signal fire
warming our grand stature
as if the world could retire
fastened securely to solar life
this fashionable existence
building passionate pyramids
bearing gleaming idols
wearing polished studs and rings
ranging around this fragile globe
rearranging so many wild things
retaining compassion that we surely must keep
Godhead regaining what spirit sings
dreaming awake or asleep
this is what life brings

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paranoia taints the evening sky
retaliation paints every gruesome picture
soaring rockets and bombs
striving without a single care
roaring bombs and rockets
delivered with a vengeful stare
bullets and blood
spilled in the street
blood and bullets
announcing death
destruction at our feet
these trouncing gang wars
meth pours like lava from mordant cracks
reckless shootings in the streets
fatal fentanyl attacks
this is the feckless economy of crime
domineering guerilla tactics
cynical reason and monetary rhyme
those trillions of blood soaked currencies
violence craves this bloody urgency
nothing new this frightful time
greedy fear drives this violent resurgence

 

                           * * *

 

this age of resolve
people change
images of evolution
can people change back
been there done that
or something in that range
forge ahead
new horizons
beyond the homestead
all these modern inclusions
so things change
a universal given
what about changing colour
is this world just black and white
is the menu colour driven
what if we would see nothing but rainbows
a world where changing colour is right
diversity should be the main show
as plain as the sun
as plain as day and night
this plane of change
this viral story
things seem so strange
is one jab enough for glory
or will things still be  deranged
unhinged from yesterday's reality
unattached from the good earth
all our bingeing is our frailty
heart and soul marred by raucous mirth
above all that changing universal deity

 

                       * * *

 

I Am the earthquake
I Am the tsunami
I Am the cyclone and the hurricane
I Am the volcano
I Am the sun storm
I Am evolution as well as the revolution
I Am the growing and the falling apart
I Am the day and the night
I Am the problem and the solution
I Am the sun and the stars in the sky
I Am the tears falling from your eyes
I Am the wrong and the right
I Am the ending and I Am the starting
I Am the love in your heart
I Am everything
In good stead
God said
I Am

        * * * 

 

everything
is
a gamble
life
and
death
vaccinations
and
viruses
to see
or
not to see
to breathe
or
not to breathe
every thing
is
a daily ramble
love
and
hate
for example
truth
and
honesty
should be
ample
just
a sample
of betting
on
the right
horse
if
there is
remorse
at least
guilt
isn't
the foundation
of this
world
we built

      * * * 

 

 

we need
to think
our life
must have
some meaning
phone rings
don't answer
doorbell dings
pretend we're
not there
we should
be ready
opening doors
grow fruitful
every day
feed family
speak clearly
it doesn't
take civilization
to create
sustainable societies
communicate honestly
build fire
nurture self
tribal leisure
feather dances
hip-hop seizures
drumming together
weather trances
we could
grow together
true romances
forward fearlessly
foster life
wise reason
share charitably
so choose
dance together
welcome Eden

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