Friday, November 29, 2019

Forever we have Arrived


Forever we have Arrived


How did we arrive at this moment?
The linear and spirals of time
From the origins of all;
The matter of which we are comprised? The same energy that has existed
Since time immemorial and the infinite future that
Will shape and shift itself forever
Making us infinite-immortal
All leading to this moment;
The energy that is I that is you that is all

Manifest in the wave that will rise, crest and
Disperse; ocean never-ending
Shape shift
Be the now
Of all placement
We are here
Knowing that all is altering;

Namah Shivaya
Impermanence of a mandala
The grains of sand comprise, compose, wash away
Perhaps never to resemble this particular self-shape again
The wonder of it all; the beauty ever present
The biodiversity and congregation of elements
Spiced with spirit and consciousness

To be as not is nothing and nothing
Implies no-thing; impossible or just impossible to comprehend?
Therein lies the immortality of matter, the impermanence of form
The continuum of time
Our ancestors, our energy, our food our elements
Intertwining double helix
Shape and evolve
Eternal and we are a pies of universal mosaic…
How can we not be mesmerized by this moment
In which we have become?

For we are and we are now
The physical flesh vehicle of our lives altering with each passing moment-
A compilation of all we consume into the new and undiscovered at any other moment
The majesty of it all;

But life and death are fictions
Made to make sense of our world;
But this sense making limits our capacity seriously inhibits our ability
To accept and be accepted
For being is all we do and all we are
A part of the whole, the source….

Be present at every point
Breathe, explore
Love and compassion
Free from the yoke of materialism
Resist conformity
Paradigm ever shifting and carry us within its currents
Into what will be.

Forever we have arrived.

Edmonton, AB, Canada



Wednesday, November 20, 2019

Born in the Darkness of Morning


Morning darkness, 7 am,
The room light echoes
Window pane
Reflection like a portrait glossy
Photoshop, the things within
A mirror to the work that must be done
Combed beard and hair,
Sat in my chair, dressed myself
Clean underwear
Made my bed this morning
Rise and shine and set to seize the day
The catalyst and what persists
Drags you down then lifts you up
The see-saw teeter totter up and down
Down
Down
Down
You feel the bump
The bended knee
The glory and the misery
Stationary
Yin yang yo-yo existence
With persistence never-ending
Pump the legs and wait for the sun to rise
To see outside
Outside, outside
Pump the legs, accelerate
Rise up
Up
Up
up
No mater the flow, the ups and down
I’m sat here movement myth but real
Made so only
By time that passes slow,
Slow, slow
The pain I feel, the hope unreal, take a piss and break the seal
Flowing water etch into the sand
The wind in trees
skinned knees
bumps, bruises, broken soul
Congeal with hopes of being solid again
The shine I seek comes from the east
Delayed by winter’s lagging light
Waiting, waiting for the dawn
To this very long and cold and bitter night
Playground heart and carefree
Sun’s solace, warm me, wake me up
A mammal in this medium just wants to sleep
Morning darkness, 7:15 am,
The room light echoes
Window pane
Reflection like a portrait glossy
Photoshop smiles, the things within
A mirror to the work that must be done
Combed beard and hair,
Sat in my chair, dressed myself
Clean underwear
Made my bed this morning
Rise and shine and set to seize the day
The coffee strong
Wake from a night so long
With persistence and with fortitude
Take me to the park so I can play again
With innocence.

Edmonton, AB, Canada


Tuesday, November 19, 2019

Woke Up Well


Woke Up Well


Woke this morning, a difference
Things seemed finally copacetic
Redolent of days where fears where real
Shed skin, the anxiety that’s plagued me
To my marrowed bones
For once I slept soundly through the night

Shifts and curves
Frazzled nerves
The inexplicable ego voice
Saboteurs get what they deserve
The woods are thicket deep
The thoughts still creep
A catalyst, conundrum, crazy
The lambs been skinned and nailed upon the door
Sacrifices made, the darkened days

Winter and its fake frigid purity
Blankets white, melts, morphs, slushy grey
Carry Spring within me
The promise of new life, new birth;

Resurrecting Lazarus from the sand
I lay low, deep down buried there
The desert, Ozymandias, crumble, broken
Cement the grains of sand back into stone
I wait for time and healing
To free me from the feeling that
This world has become a lot more than it seems

Perception, my Achilles heel,
Mind plays tricks with their appeals
The real is never really what it seems
How I see me, how you see me, loses our identity
But with nothing, contradiction,
Freedom becomes untethered fate
Liberty from our thoughts and demons greasy sulfur talon clutch
A new day rising, phoenix taking flight
Icarus wings, pray that I’m not burned
And singed, to ashes fall
The mix of carbon with the sifts of sand

A brand new day, another way, to act out, my role in this play
Fire the narrator, begin on a fresh page, the rage, despair, dissipates
A good night’s sleep, the myth we seek
To tell the story we need told

Tranquility to soothe the soul
Rapid thoughts and worries, not today
Each moment is a moment new
A new beginning, seek what’s true
Dispel that narrative that’s been on re-run way too long

Another chapter begins today, shatter anxiety, dismay
The sun will rise late, but I won’t fall waiting for its radiant rays

Woke this morning, a difference
Things seemed finally copacetic
Redolent of days where fears where real
Shed skin, the anxiety that’s plagued me
To my marrowed bones
A fleeting freedom that I feel
A sensation I forgot was real
Thankful for this moment of solace,
I’m finally at peace.

Edmonton, AB, Canada







Friday, November 15, 2019

Wish Upon the Stars


Wish Upon the Stars


Eyes scan sky of star and moons
Each flame ringed in haze
My thoughts are of other times
Those better days

One feels so insignificant
Standing, staring here
Look at lights shone long ago
Traveling millions of years

Reflecting on the time we’ve spent
Both good and wasted days
But know now that we’re a part of this
Despite our unnatural ways

Sure, staring up into the source
The universe is ours
It belongs to us we belong to it
The rocks, trees and flowers

Oceans are our heartbeat
The rivers are our veins
And never could we have known love and joy
Without the cruel contrast of pain

But the scorch of pain blinds our view
Obscures what we know
Digging deep for joy and love
Is the only way we grow
Blinded by the burning sun
Contrast, soft full moon glow

Digging deep for faith and hope
Is the only way we grow
Eyes scan sky of star and moons
Each flame ringed in haze

My thoughts are of other times
Those better days
I know that forever only holds

One thing and that is change
Haze gives way to heavier clouds
Down comes the rain
Holy water wash my soul
Sweep away my sins
Immerse me in your nature now
Needing soil on my skin
But don’t bury my like Ozymandias
Each moment, a new begin
The sun will shine on closed doors
Until we allow it to open and flood in.

Edmonton, AB, Canada





Thursday, November 14, 2019

Tégument of stars

Late night tailgate sky track gazing
Full moon where the stars are amazing
Place you wish on light
A million years ago
On the deck, I stand a speck
The universe with all its depth
Alone I see the vision of the past
The life I’ve led, the love and dread
Emaciated, feel truncated
Stand tall my ship’s not sailing in
You set me here upon this course my eyes are red, voice is coarse
Made hoarse from calling out your name
A little bird sang to me,
The wind flexed Daoist tree
Saying ok you, you can be free
Just let go of the past and future worries
The time it takes
To find what’s fake
The promises are the lies we make
And fortune is a clown that we all know
That sunny day you went away
Left me here to my dismay
Untethered, slowly, drifting down the stream
It seems obscene that life has turned this way
Those times we had, the good and bad
The things we did drove the other mad
Unhappy surface slink and disappear
A candy bar, a fallen star
The wish we made forever changes
This light that shone a million years ago,
They glow and show
Nakedness and vulnerability.

Friday, November 8, 2019

Betrayal Of Talents


Betrayal of Talents


Drop the treble, bump the bass
Feel the music in your bones and face
Escape into the words and sounds
Artist bares the soul
To stand on stage, so apparent
Spotlight on, fist to the firmament
To reach the assembled audience
Creation, lose control


I know the meaning of the words I’m singing
The strings I strum, sound blast, ears are ringing


Feel like the message that I’m conveying
Can’t escape my heart, my shortfall talents betraying me


I just want to move another
The way the music moves me here tonight
I want someone to share this feeling
I know I need to release this from my soul
Am I the tree that falls
But no one there to hear or see me down?


The poet’s pen, stabs the paper
Bleeds the ink
The smoky vapor
Words put down, put down,
The death of me
Lay out raw for all to view
To see the pain in me, pain in you
Manifest it, purging, into something beautiful
Straggle hard against the demons
Implanted egg, with the seamen
Ego, self-doubt lash out
Until the anger dissolves


Death a million paper cuts
Screams in my head, butterfly guts
The Ancient Mariner, albatross weight
Fall down fast in to the ocean
Cast upon ebbing motion
Life preserver hold on
White knuckle ride

I know the meaning of the words I’m writing
Voices, doubt in my head, diction, words fighting me

Feel like the message that I’m conveying
Can’t escape my heart, my shortfall talents betraying me….

Edmonton, AB, Canada







Friday, November 1, 2019

Façade


Plastic, ass sticks on the chair
Do your make-up, do your hair
Put on the face you wish the world would see
Unhappy with just how we’re are
Craft and sculpt a new façade
Looking for approval’s nod
The mirror, ego lies

I know the face we wear is always changing
One side of it is real, the other
Constant re-arranging… to suit the world

It’s no measure of health to be adjusted
To a society that’s so damn busted
Materialism, zealots and corporate gods

Hey, wait, take a selfie
Never frame, photo captures moment,
Elf on shelf he
Spies at you, tape the camera to block out your phone

I don’t know you,
I don’t know me
Persistent pursuit
Of liberty
Smear the grease, dab the gel
Walk into the wind

Buttermilk smiles and fenced in hugs
Crowded café or disco club
Sat in the corner of the pub, my thoughts on nothing new
All these things, you don’t forget it
Live long enough to regret it
Mystery makes the moment question everything

How can I face the day
When I never can ever feel the way
I feel that feeling should feel
Not the way things are

Shave the stubble,
Stack the rubble
Always feel trapped
In a bubble
This means war, this means trouble,
No one wins

Loneliness is such a whore
We crave to be
So much more
I want to be happy and love myself
Or fall away

Deep down, hit the center
Smash the ceiling; plaster and splinters
Saw the sky now hurdling beneath the ground

All the world is a stage
Mixed emotions
Joy and rage
Feel like a pack creature in a cage
Gnaw foothold trapped leg but can’t get free of me

I need my ego thoughts removal
Emancipation from approval
The lights too dim, and I can’t see
If the line’s drawn on right
Anxious finger shakes;
Lines blurred and salient run from corners
Of the eyes

Plastic, static sticks on the chair
Paint your make-up, coif your hair
Place on the face you wish the world would see
Never happy with just how we’re are
Craft and sculpt a new façade
Looking for approving nod
The reflection, ego lies

I know the face we wear is always changing
One side of it is real, the other
Constant re-arranging… to suit the world not me
And that is why I can’t feel free.


Edmonton, AB, Canada