
All works here are adaptations from journal writings mostly 2016-present.
Someone Else's War
How can you say,
Its worth all of that?
There’s nothing left to do,
But join the army?
I see into your children’s eyes:
Into magical prisms of deep blue
How long do you plan on seeing them?
Have you thought this out,
Is this your only option?
I get it
Security, income
The fight for freedom
Yes, and someone else’s war
Is this admirable?
An ideal perfected, protected?
Brave is two shades away from being mislead
Tell me you have thought this one out some more?
When will you see your children’s eyes?
When the bills are paid?
When the battle has stopped,
And the next one proliferates on someone else’s watch?
Through
Looking through an ocean
The light carries ripples, shadows on golden sands
I don’t have far to go
Till I reach that place
Where all distraction has left
And all I see is you
There’s something apparent
That holds me at your gaze
Perfectly I know it
Even from a ways off
But when I reach for you there
All of the pain melts away
And you are still as simple as a child
A child way before what chased you
What made such confusion
For what we could have spoken could have taken too much time
Memory is a moment stored away
When all we want is freedom:
From the chains and our minds
The ways the waters still reach the shore
And find someone beautiful, perfect once more
Close Encounter
You are free until you push
And it pushes you right back
Out into space, spun through the vortex of letting go
I all goes moving past your senses
Forgiveness becomes all points of contact
When disciples stretch out their arms
They want something more from you than words
That assurance fills volumes of edited scrolls
Items of recollection
This is beginning to feel distant
When you arrive
You know what ability’s worth has for you:
The itemization of currency
Blocks of writing utensils
Hurried by their progress
We are all but descendants looking at a broken script
We feel, we break the bonds
Whatever we know as love:
It flows down
It happens with our eyes closed
A Walk Through Paradise
We are not getting far today
I wish you could understand my words
Do they reach you?
Or are they jumbled upon processed?
But then again, I cannot hear you again
All this is, is a beautiful day
This is all I know
I cannot teach you anything
So we agree awkwardly to keep walking
Purpose is just presence
That’s all I can abide in
Is this peace, is the wind telling you something it cannot tell me?
This is Paradise
Even though sometimes I wonder, what you are dreaming?
Of Sand and Sea
Find the simplest break
Something that channels the waves away
Let me walk
Let me find balance
Coming in
The wind mounts its frustration
My eyes welcome
The light tossed from crests and billows
When you whisper all distraction is forgiven
You make the joy within
Reach the surface
All the warmth
My arms reach out to take more of you in
Alive is the moment I am with you
The dance becomes the reference that time allows and provides
I reach out with everything
That knows you are:
My source, my life, my song
Anew
Into Plans
Separate hands
Climbing
Trying to grasp
What spins away
But carries us with it
Oh, to hold,
How fleeting
Why don't you see me:
The child in your lap?
If all was lost
Don't let it be the reason you can't find it again
It will find you again
Awaken to see
Fresh a promise:
You are worthy
There's nothing you can do to dismiss
What you will behold:
A joy unmistakable
You'll live to see everything
Anew
Your World to Embrace
So many walls we carry them into place
Time behind them
What wars really wage?
When will you decide to bring them down?
Because so close the ramparts
You can hear yourself speak
You can let yourself think
But it only carries so far
Because you'll bury yourself in memes
And devise yourself a home
Scared of what really can be your world to embrace
Connecting
All you can do is make it better
All I pretend, laugh it doesn’t matter
There beneath the substrate
My reasons of seeming apart flow away
Like the span of decisions
Comprehending forms defined as thought
The comparisons are cheap
But when you know what is amongst you is a testimony
The forms take on shape, take on color
When things look confused
And the beginning is nothing that pride could befriend
Maybe all that wanders through is a point of emphasis
Connecting broadbands and pixels
If you feel secure leave moments to coalesce
They are redeeming the absence of youth
Looking to the Sun
Experience lies without the transaction of fear
Caused in destinations of hope
Dispersed is the peril of desire
Clarity is a point of procession
Guiding me like a star engulfed in darkness
What is your intention?
What makes sense, is it happiness?
In the thrill this is the cosmos passing me by
A noise engulfed in secrets, as they immerse me
But leave me somehow unchanged
I wonder at your passion
Have I asked of this before,
Have I been here?
This approach borders on transient whispering
I reach up, out with my arms
I want to hold something, before I give it back to you
What is your promise?
The treasure of now:
Glimpses of heroic patience
Deliver me more questions
Awkward I am listening to what I cannot define:
What it is keeps trusting
In elliptical versions of truth
2 Candles
There's an act of being
That tells more than time
Some times we breathe in the air
To shine dismissing all functions
Of myriads of hope and struggle
Where were you hours and miles away
When this all began?
While I am resting safe in arms
You screamed to let the world know
You are here
But I look to find you still in another room
By your light you are known
Trust in that alone
2 Candles
Reign of You
What use is history
When we're always right?
If all you could ever be is sunlight
For somebody else?
If I could only wait
Maybe the proof would make you understand
In the discipline of an hour
We could wake up
Used to life's offer
My thoughts connect/collide
Is it just you on the other side?
May we welcome what was years ago
So long it was tears ago
This aging ends up perfect
If I had to let go again
Maybe this tune just carries so far
Crawling back into view, into possibility
It doesn't get measured on a postcard
It asks as an invitation
But are you wandering on the other end?
Make sure everything is part of the possible
As I look through the transparent reign of you
An Infinite Being
If I am yours,
What are these trails
Of choices you declare?
In the cascade of thought
All of this postulation
Pleads the aggrevation
With a bought of peace
This is my way of moving
When nothing moves at all
As what rises across many waters
Is the peace amongst the sentry
If it evolves in sequence
A measure of many thought-form-alignments
Sure as beyond
I am absolved
From the amazing flutters:
An infinite being
The Space Between Words
I get the space between words
Somewhere there's a train of thought
Down a single rail
It doesn't run on because
It doesn't know how much time its got
So you just sit still
Making your choice carefully
I am reading the silence
I don't count on you speaking louder than that
What has this conversation become
But a wager of time
An imprint of our imaginations
Playing a game that wages hosts of regret
My words they pacify my interest
A patience procured without any adverbs
Enough
I am here to remind you
Of what you already know:
Into the force fields expanse
Sources of want and struggle,
All that is lost
Don't hold onto
Let it go
For moments drawn into peace, persist
Out of every earshot
Out of every snapshot
Own the love, the light you are
If you could be just that
And not the million other things
Someone else wants you to be
You'd be enough
And till I make it clear
You are more than enough
Where you are is priceless
Where you are is an appointment:
Let peace be your blessing
Let love be your promise tonight
Forgiveness
I don't know how to let go
Down the span connecting two poles
Across the bridge waging just time
Where I am alone on the other side
If I knew much better words
They would have reached you somehow
But beyond is the thought
That chases you away
There's a process I am told
That weaves us all into the same design
My thoughts stream parallel
No sooner defined
By some luck all remainders align
To resurface, in the pleasure of time
What we recall, we dismiss
To the ends,
The bonds of forgiveness
Stuck in a Different Place
They had always wished I had taken more time
Of what I knew, it was certain
I knew the walls of my cage
Now I am stuck in a different place
They looked at me to see if I was alright
I chose my words, I chose my flight
What more promise could await
Being stuck in a different place
There are walls that beat you up
There are choices when things are enough
Everyone else want the same you, the same rules
But no one knows your heart and its pace
All I wanted this time for:
Freely stuck in a different place.
What grows old are the musts
What holds on is the dust
I can't stay, when I could run find a way
To get stuck in a different place
Freedom and the happiness it makes
Getting stuck in a different place
Asking
Sorting out the wind
Processions, Progressions
Is it enough to ride with it?
Bound to limitless
Carry me around the surface
Into the air a prayer
What on earth am I asking?
You rise through motions,
I am letting go
My thought cascading
Provision wiping the slate clean
Let me hear you
Oh, of promises spoke
The words resolved within me
Every moment I'll take the chance
That with you within I am healed
Within there is much more,
The breeze begins when you ask me,
How far are you willing to go?
April Air
Is it so easy to push away
What you cannot see?
Pretend at least the hours--
Feeding, breathing, being
The powdered sugar on the ground
If you are cold, but you must say
You must be older
Melting has a way of assuming
The colors forgotten underneath
If I could give you just logic
I don't know what patterns
Of dreams you live off of?
If we narrow the fields we play to nothing
Maybe we'd see what was already there
Was waiting and accepting of the warm April air
Shaking Clouds
Maybe there's room in all this space
We call certain
To assure the sure thing we could build
Naturally we cause to find it's foundation
As starved for answers
The proof is divided
Replicated in the course of hurried precipitation
Got to find the ground worth standing on
Shifting slowly bound
Differences hedge on many reflections
Gone is the distance
And the seed of emancipation
Slow enough to be the miracle
When wonder defines all that we scramble for
Blessed under shaking clouds