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Sunday, August 3, 2025

 

 


I'd say
some goodbye
as I am
surely
one day
dying
someday
those sure things
I still
truly remember
those willful
beautiful places 
I've willingly
youthfully been
those silly
truthful things
I'm forever
really
trying
but dying
if resurrection
truly meant
universe
a converse
spark
in some
relative
universal sky
perhaps
broody sister
true life
along with
moody brother
rude death
would simply
crudely be
proved inverse
a conversion
record of reflection
of irreversible
inflective ties
loose strand
upon twisted strand
blissfully unrestrained
missed endings
seldom imply
restrained life
but that
main dream
true love
not ego
so nothing
mystically vain
is it not
death's tragic
final love scene
that dark night
those bleeding
difficult goodbyes
is it fate
that writes
brooding poems
prophetic readings
about relentless death
moody songs
with that
same violent bite
tearing up
raw dreams
fearlessly streaming
still we are
we're dreaming
it definitely seems
death removes
every disguise
differentiates
between truth
and indifferent lies
peeling back
so many earthly layers
silently plucking
instructive
strings attached
to every universe
maybe death's will
shall enlighten me
will
perhaps
shall lighten up
when I'm dead
will I see
kindfully mindful
cosmic right
blind vision
instead
timeless
goodbyes
reflecting
perfect light
still
freely envision
without these
too imperfect
human eyes

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Saturday, August 2, 2025


 

some how
we finally
dead blooms
that garden now
tossed out
that broken
our dismantled
disgruntled marriage
now everything
righteously thrown
into some
composting dump
so finally
ruthless together
we circled
in and out
of tight corners
gathered up
all that
unsightly
marriage trash
bagged it up
tightly
tossed it out
not a trainload
but a truckload
contrite garbage
uncomfortably accumulated
through twenty
gushing years
rough stuff
neither of us
every truly
really needed 
oddly even
truly wanted
so much
disheveled stutter
jammed nooks
cluttered crannies
even those
lost moments
forgotten times
emotional things 
both of us
steadfastly neglected
now time 
had come
relegated lastly
clearing up
all that
domestic trash
mash everything
into something
almost manageable
into one thing
finally ending
timely sending
old thoughts
unforgiven feelings
muttered phrases
guttural reeling
sharp bits attached
to damaged pieces
we would
how could we 
ever need
bags of neglected
brooding creed
attired with
rainbow colours
frayed strings
other greedy hues
conspired things
that made
us bleed
made us cry
so now
all these years
so much later
yet somehow
utter amazing
work together
we have
thrown out
our broken
alligator marriage
all those
reptile parts
being artless
sodden baggage
in what
was left
of our
tragic mess
lost love
smeared blood
coffee stains
wounds left
completely uncaring
spoiled
soiled bedsheets
even that
damn plastic
wash tub
full of tepid
intrepid scum
dirty bath water
our broken toys
half-submerged
all those
old moldy
liquid ploys
dirty rings
ringing that
imperfect tub
impertinence
wicked piled
high upon
a token carriage
nearby
we stand
hereby
sifting ashes
even after
all these years
after marriage
infamously ended
set fire
to itself
but who
famously cares
discouraging flames
consumed us
encouraging divorce
life's carnal voice
resumed us
some new choice
tossing all that
suburban trash
regurgitated chat
resolving that
long lasting
marriage force
time unresolved
those golden rings
forever brash
sealed lips
broken fingers
trash separation
a bruised goodbye
to conventional marriage
which you and I
intentionally
eventually
never truly solved

 

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Thursday, July 24, 2025


 

and so
into bliss
ah so
some high
mountain peak
transcendent eagles
soar and fly
what prayer
can take you
illuminated there
what meditation
what realization
will find you
in that
moving attitude
of sacred
splendid care
colour informs
this reformed
rainbow world
light forms
crane bill creation
universal right
two feet
two legs
two steps
forward
one step
back
up knowing's sacred
relative path
but surely
God sees us
when spirit
while soul
gladly guide us
water encourages
liquid peace
dream splendid
fluid dreams
of that sacred
uncovered place
we all hope
our spiritual face
to truly see
to ultimately reach
what if 
we just sit
under that
bodhi tree
for forty
years
or just 
forty days
plus forty
trying nights
perhaps 
some sacred
lordly fruit
will fall
down upon us
tumble from sturdy
productive limbs
incarnate from inductive stars
share wisdom
cascading from above
while we
listen mostly
surely ache
we all need
loving care
what trying
heedful things
have torn us
fearfully down
what sacred
lyric song
has lifted us
higher up
loving bliss
provides us
roots and flowers
leaves and stems
herbs surely
cure life
and guide us
God's purity
vibration surely
gives us this
honest into surety
a blessed blessed
blessed bliss

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Tuesday, July 22, 2025




 

I didn't
recognize you
at first
when I
saw you
a second
time
then time
again
or was
it just
another
needy dream
just another
something unreal
imagined scene
or is real
just another
eventful theme
but what
invented truth
is there
where I can't 
believe my eyes
what if
you were
truly imaginary
something fantasized
fancifully intentional
I dreamed
maybe visionary
while seeking
relentless love
even truthfully
blissful heaven
if you are
just a dream
I hope
you might
come to stay
so dream
clarity please
clearly dear
come again
that velvet
carnal scene
where we
touched
then kissed
where I
truly wish
where I
always want
where I
refine that place
which haunts me
my faith
my hope
those precious
dreamy things
I have seen
that splendid
goddess place
where pure love
has surely
always
forever been

 




 

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Monday, July 21, 2025

 


when some end
is very near
not some game
black and white
or topical riddle
cut and dried
what can we feel
when uncertain fear
never let's us
change or mend
as catastrophic storms
bend everything
to tropism hell
not back again
yet truly done
some dark place
where blessed light
is restlessly cogent
some stark foreign space
where truth and right
forever absent
seems for ever distant
what if we had
just turned left
instead of traveling
blind unto deaf
what ever
into dumb
thus unforgiving
dream treachery
with that
perilous night
every thing
unkindly unraveling
thoughtless mind
utter stealth
stutter stunned
what heartfelt memories
will haunt our kind
those answers
we all seek
those groans
those grunts
we all speak
in this emergency
be it politico insurgency
or dental trauma
this is it
this mental human
resurgent drama
I felt hope
caress me
just a wretched touch
not a blessed kiss
I watched hope
effortlessly crawl away
some end as such
reminding us
we just can't stay
I don't know
why heartache
has to drag us
all the way 
eternally down 
why every tragic end
sees us cry
then coldly watches
as we drown

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Sunday, July 20, 2025


 

I've tried
to bury you
but my feelings
are too deep
I've cried
over losing you
I'm still reeling
all your love
I want to keep
once upon a time
I felt inspired
those precious times
I closely held you 
that long gone sublime
when soul conspired
to make us one
when love was attired
with naked kisses
those glistening gems
that glimmering
dream time
when shimmering love
had flashed
it seemed love
had truly won
I've tried
to forget you
my long lost friend
but my heart
love did rend
cruelly torn apart
I'm mired
in that lost time
still feeling
what lost love
has cost
most of all
my soul is wracked
I wish I was free
but your love
trapped me
now what you find
what you truly see
is just a reflection
of that refracted man
I used to be

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Tuesday, July 1, 2025

 


that beach
monster waves
ocean crashed
onto it
resurging tides
urgently washed
over it
standing there
I truly thought
my rifted soul
could crash
drift out
senseless
into that
endless sea
deep depths
where I
would drown
that beach
standing there
I reached
out for you
swimming
in that
surging torrent
out into that
frothing sea
I watched
as you swam
further
away from me
what could
I ever say
what could
I ever do
that might
change  
your trying mind
rearrange that
unkind rising tide
still this
crying fright
I rightly
think
about drowning
what could
I ever find
in those 
deep dark depths
where purity
purging water
freely fills
one's life
giving lungs
with that
breathing
perfect life
drinking
giving fluid
in that
dire moment
when drowning
is imminent
one last breath
before I go
one last time
sink down
into those
deep dark depths
where one's
soul escapes
surely flying
soaring off
to some distant
saintly crown
I truly felt
your heart 
your soul
things really
weren't that
tragically grim
your circus clown
I watched
you surely
swim out
with that
cured by freedom
blessed feeling
you had
recently found
sure purity
I thought
if God could 
save you
from drowning
some great
white whale
might appear
bring you back
to me
bring you back
to that
sacred place
where love
is transparent
where true love
is always
crystal clear
where you
and I
stand together
hand in hand
kissed by love
you and I
with this
new found
blissful wisdom
beached
free
of hate
and fear
beseech
profound love
grounded 
so soundly here

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