Obligation Even the word sounds like a rock We tie ourselves to these heavy things That come from out of the ether What is my task? Yours? Does it even matter? Just ask the burning question What am I leaving? When? Picture that deathbed Switch off the distraction And create
What does the ceiling fan see As it turns In that most desultory of fashions of an evening Looking down Reflected in the mirror Soft brush of peacock feather Shivers in the draft And the carpet fibres slowly stand back up Following the damp tread of feet Across their surface Curtain recedes and lifts as […]
Naunced Subtle A shift The tell I would prefer to be oblivious Some are Instead my mind is stitching things together Creating a line A thought That becomes an emotion I can’t avoid All because you shifted your eyes I wish I could forget Instead my mind paints lightning fast strokes An entire picture emerging […]
Sunbeam falling Shrinking Withdrawing Summer stretches, yawning Leaving it later each day To call the golden ones home Trailing across the floor A reluctant afternoon Leaves the room See you little sunbeam See you soon
Once you make the connection between feelings And what you force yourself to carry around Hate Violence Dissatisfaction Jealousy Anger Frustration Becoming aware of these stiff and difficult things in your body Mind Energy You will see the choice The way The path And set these awful feelings down Everything that must be, can be […]
All that water Crushing down It doesn’t look heavy Or feel it As you swim through But the further down you go The greater the weight Until the force becomes lethal Time is like that too Where we have come from An unimaginable Burden When it is recalled That this moment of your life By […]
Spectacular red dawn clouds Reflecting on the windows Of a house as I run past A sick man is inside I wonder if he sees the colours with any more wonder than I Are they reflected even now On the pupils of his eyes As he lies in that bed? Knowing of his illness I […]
This day owes me nothing The sky The grass The road My body I am grateful for Yet Nothing is mine My belongings My house The things that I store Up and up My mind seeks ownership My ego craves burden and blame But in the end All that remains Is to wake up Grateful […]
There are baskets that we carry Deep in our midst Full of the things That belong to other people Begin to unpack them Return what doesn’t fit Do the deep work Become a cleaner Of all those “other” things
In a thousand years There will still be the same people In different clothes Discussing the same Things *kind of lost my puff lately, everything is too loud and the world seems loaded up with all kinds of crazy At first I was annoyed and frustrated but now I’m just Wanting to go for a […]
