Monthly Archives: February 2011

What sweet madness we possess when straight time is at our throat;our breath flows under duress;pure respiration is a threat:Inspiration is release,so find your form and do begin to set intentions to the East,where lunar cycles do begin:Sun and Lu… Continue reading →

I am a distillation process,turning sage leaves into fragrance,turning disgusts into knowledge,turning chaos into arrangements…Of flowers, dreams and truths, I am the mystery extracted,the essence of our youthsstrengthened strong but not protrac… Continue reading →

Snow all across the groundcontaining so much heat;above the frigid crunching soundare made a million feet:The water is one form,the ice is yet another; Nature inverts the norm–the man becomes a mother:The pages flip and pop;bright eyes can truly … Continue reading →

Am I tardy for the party? I guess.Did I start my stride before I hit it?Why, yes. And time is such a bloody mess. It’s so easy to hide or to split it.But I’m still moving, the stride will soon hit.And then will my strength be enough to changetime?… Continue reading →

Where were the smiles that I saw so clearly,beaming across the lip’s threshold like lightson trees reflecting off the snow, dearlyand nearly in touch with the Source’s heights? It went low though, for the time being, whilebeing for the time, the m… Continue reading →

With one sudden cut, I knew the wound wasendless – not with pain but with time – so deep;all I can do is plunge like the spoon doesinto the eternal brown sugar heap:This is a karmic matter, I feel a stronger sense of duty after this lossthan I eve… Continue reading →

Magister, master, maestro, MisterGood Deeds (or Goodheart), sir, why did you die?”Well, son, I died for something sinister,meaning on the left-hand side of the sky.”Isn’t that a bad omen, Mister Miss? “Well, no, because the law isn’t what’s right…. Continue reading →

My face is a palindrome when smiling;it folds upon itself with a jagged grace,a symmetry of feeling, beguilingbut aimed at the truth, looking at its face:Two stems left in the crystal, green and strong, holding bulbs, purple and blue, closed off f… Continue reading →