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::imaginative introspection::

Imagine that all life is an illusion. All that exists is this moment. No past, no future, each memory, every plan, a part of the illusion. Life, in a photograph.

Do you like the image of yourself?

Saturday, February 28, 2009

Listen

in early morning quiet

 I try to fall asleep

and pass the hours silently,

I listen to you breathe.

cold winter outside my window,

with a cloudless clear black sky,

and with one star shining brightest

I contemplate this life.  

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they used to call me wizard

not so long ago

I’d use this mind to make them soar

and with their bread I’d learn some more

They used to call me teacher

                                preacher

                                angel

                                lover

                                lost

and now my name’s been changed again

I’m broken, dangerous

But he will call me love

and that’s all that there is

and with his breath I rise again

from a soul once very dead.

Terror.

sick at the mere thought 

of anything darin to hurt you 

I say a quick prayer

to a God who may have left this world 

and hope for your soul that he hasn't

 

with tears in these eyes 

I work harder to control 

this body which shakes 

beneath grief unknown to 

man

 

and as grief turns to rage 

I wonder why it is 

he ain't runnin yet. 

Friday, February 27, 2009

Lost in the hunting

Lost in the hunting

eyes mist

as you land that

final kiss

determined to walk away from

bliss

Lost in the hunting

skin shivers

as you climb that

final step

determined to continue on

living

in this cold

Thursday, February 26, 2009

haiku

crunch stale almonds on

pearly whites while wondering

volatile dinner.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Futile Fidelity

Grit the teeth

wait

                 hammer falls

Hard on a lost cause

wait

                  patron, 

                                   saint

Eyes focused above 

wait

                   salvation hovers

Moments

 

too late

 

The Goal

I long for a time

without form,

void,

when nothing is everything

what's everything?

before life there was darkness

in darkness there was

something

sparking this life

some questions arose.

with multiverse theories abound

I wonder

which parallel gave us the ground

on which I now stand and ponder around

forming science

with all of its theories and laws

that somehow fit in to the ultimate cause

and this life is but one that perpetuates

the clear goal, still,

to proliferate

Monday, February 23, 2009

Words

I speak words

that hurt this soul

cutting deep to remove that

love, like a cancer

walk away

fogetting to breathe

icy air that chokes the throat

somewhere in the darkness

a single tear

falls.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Love like a cancer. . .

laugh loud and lilting
you sing with sparkling eyes
take a moment
watching
smiling eyes
wonder at reasons
but respect decisions
still
the not so hidden thoughts
of mind and soul
can't fill
emptiness
drive away
somehow
trying
understand,
know
even with you
close but distant

I'm still alone.

words fill my mind
hours later I dissect
every glance
moment
not with regret
but
somewhere
sadness
longing
you tried to understand
thankful,
without knowing
attempt to comprehend

love without expecting
but wanting all along

handle being broken
so long.

I go on alone
each day one step one time
I recall my training -
wake and thank the morning
and wonder at the night

Heart palpatations
with this
love like a cancer,
I'm losing and I'm not sure I care.
This medicine's too strong 
my will is weak 
I watch your smile 
and know defeat
I wake 
and thank 
the morning,
and wonder at the night.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Parallel

walk
forward
step
more
plain
pain
present

life
ice
dice
twice


far far away

division
mind
body
soul
mind


choice
=
life


//


I walk
slow forward
one step
more now
plain emotion
pain's devotion
present motion

life paused
ice melt
dice thrown
twice known

far far away

division hurts
mind wins
body wants
soul needs
mind relents

This choice
=
life again