Friday, February 20, 2009

Very much alive

I’m not dead but very much alive.
I have my alibi. I have my beating heart.

I have no diversion or excuses.
I am strong – and I’m coming on.

Yes – I’m coming on.
And the song is getting louder.

It will be sung all over soon.
I am not the only one.

I am not the lone singer.
Soon there will be many.

Then the song will be a great one.
Our future too – bring it on…


Saturday, February 14, 2009

Be Calmed, Be With Me

I know you wanted to share
so much with me: your dreams
and the rivers that flow in-between.

Yet now it all seems lost; I have severed
the physical umbilical - you sense the loss.

Be calmed, be with me: in this world
all connections remain throughout.

The world as hologram holds us still.
Separated, we grow as friends forevermore.


Tuesday, February 10, 2009

where silence dwells

I don't know how to say this:

my heart is like a vacuum pill,
ready to love, ready to kill.

I stand before the seraphim,
no holy ghost, no ephemera.

I dance the polka-dot in blackest robes,
my heart throbs, my head is hot -

there's a space where dreams come to settle
and silence dwells like night.

I could love more if I tried, if I might.


Friday, February 06, 2009

The poison chalice

The poison chalice
sits inside of me,

a loving cup
made of clay.

I drink, I drink,
so heartily
it makes my blood
black as love.

Come again -
if not now
then another day.

Something inside of me
refuses to lie down in the sun
or to go away.

I kneel like a beggar,
hands clasped:

am I praying
or do I betray?