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The Constant You’re Looking For

September 28, 2017 The constant you’re looking for hides inside the looking, The King whispers to himself in the dead of night for a moonbeam pure enough to illuminate what cannot be blamed, held imagined or understood: he breaks his scepter in secret, buries it and orders a reward for its return the next day, […]

I Close My Eyes

September 25, 2017 I close my eyes, clear away all thought-songs, A forest avenue opens up, I don’t take it, it’s a thought wearing an earthly disguise, I pull down a meteorite bolt of fabric and begin cutting out squares, triangles, circles and ovals, I hear the laughing sisters of Time, I see them sowing […]

Underneath

September 22, 2017 Underneath the quick temptation of making sense of ‘it all’ is all-of-you conjure-kissing the Great Mirror named ‘nature’ to keep ‘the yearning’ inside company, This companionship is neither treacherous or peaceful, it’s what it finds upon your person as it quakes and rocks you to sleep that haunts the doomsday preachers and […]

In The Realm Of Forgiveness

September 21/22, 2017 In the realm of Forgiveness forests exchange places with marshlands, mosses with stones, Judges with hung- juries, breakable with unbreakable, Tulips ride turquoise gopher-soul-boats into the waterfalls of shedding form, color, definition and cumbersomeness, Twilight doesn’t battle with moonlight, they caresses in full circle firelight, Deep in the jungle a baby cries, […]

He Lifts The Piano Lid

September 16, 2017 He lifts the piano lid and the rain doesn’t stop, Caves turn solid and press groggy grizzlies far out past their bedtimes and territories, A white lantern flickers, burning green waxy oil mixed with lavender, oleander and pine-sap crystals, tears of elk, owl and buffalo puddle in the bear-tracks left behind, the […]

Trees Sway

September 8, 2017 Trees sway, a lamplight extinguished, green leafs moss covered and lichen lovers, boulders splitting and red moons forgiving, lone wolves caressing blue-mist-maidens’ breath while the white grizzly lurks inside its own golden honey comb-lined lair, asleep and filled with waking endeavor to be her candle wax illumination, her inspiration and atlas moth […]