What are you thinking?...

I see faces in everything around me

Figure forms agree

Tugging toward breathing life

 Cities hear, trees whisper

There is something growing near

Twisting time and curving railways

We can make something feel more real than real

Carry the paperweight, lift the kite

It is our birthright to delight

Skeleton whiskey drink

Searching for links

Shifting into inter play

Pressing ink to the page

It's time to move off stage

Sit within and rearrange

Hold me accountable and hold me

I just like beauty

Electric pathway...

 Neon leap into the steep

Waking from unknown sleep

Blowing bubbles into the wind

Left with nothing but a grin

Electric pathway opened within.

Nature of Daylight...

 

 Built to carry guilt

Words play of a proper way

To let go is to let go-

Bringing awareness to stiff static

Releasing charged energy of havoc

I know it hurts to let go

Reach to the unknown

Drink from an empty bowl

Let your body carry you down

Listen to flowing impulse

Veins trace our hearts

Take your time

Everything's fine...

photo by Kyle Corea

Timing in two worlds

Running round and still running

Greened brick might make me slip

But I need to taste the bounded rays

Midnight dreams timed with late night memos

You have always been my fellow

Decisions that have decided to stick

Every moment fades into a trick

Swallowing the daze of this phase

Bee sting...

I was stung by a bee

And everyone seemed to notice but me

Solid in my solace

Your commotion created chaos

Turning the moment to a prick-

I felt the stinger stick--

Still numb with boredom

I never feared if the bee neared

But everyone else appeared and cleared

Mayans say bees bridge the way

Between the natural world and the underworld

But I am somewhere in between

Stuck in motifs of brief beliefs

Dear Bee, do you wish to say something to me?

Or did you simply wish to flea free?

Release...

my photo SF

my photo SF

my photo SF

Release these pages and let them flutter

They will write regardless of your stutter

Mindless ideas pulse like-

Feathers in the wind--

There is glow in the hidden moon of day

Release these blessings and begin to pray

Linked by wire paint

Every moment worshiped as saint

Between heart strings of unseen divine

I have chosen to resign

I do not know.

I do not need to know.

I can only do my part

Which is to follow this heart

Sending waves of love to those I see

I have chosen to release me

Morning motions...

Fresh wash over me

Step out into reaching branches

Holding might

Opening the dust to ray shine

We can believe it's finding way

Today is a day

Today is the day

Today filled with morning motions

Today begin to rise