Lake eyed,
seeking sophisticated lines
in experience only thisbig
.
Bonsai finger, reaching,
one, two, three
un, deux, ,trois
A
B
C
Flaring
YES
FLASH
Concept
IGNITION!
.
The mother
heated, pressing, liquidity
tidal
primal
OH to tend not bind
OH to guide not dam
OH to love not bury
.
Sidestepping
yielding
to
big spirit remembering
mesmerising
Eavesdropping I am
on conversation
seen
between leaves,
shhhhhhhhhhhh
ears widen
in pink anticipation
blinking birds take wing
through fresh clouds they arrow
sight is lost
my face whipped,
stinging,
singing
raw joy
love
in this moment
this expressive impressive morning moment
my heart splits in gentle tone
fine, musical wings expand,
to spin the length of space
mesmerising
diamond
light
Chest frosted over
claiming winter stories
.
Unfolding flakes of pretty ice
clutch fragile hands
.
a formidable posing
but seasons shift
.
Spring penetrates,
proposing adventure
.
Stirring pots of colour
array with toffee possibilities
.
Let sun dust your chest,
sweeping ancient glaciers
to slide
a river of clean delight.
Feet and art make I (n) den tati on
the earth
the heart
is large and deep thinking
the hull, buoyant and safe
the smile
sometimes steel sometimes butter
squeezes in between words
like itatoron
do flying fish have feathers
?
Owls tell me father’s secret
his love is not hollow noise
but
like air and sand
his guidance, life’s lion
like north point
fascinating,
magnetic, magnifi (sent)
to me
.
Big GOD
or bird
fear (ce)
feet and feathers
His heart is my boat
.
In
the
beginning
My father’s
hand
(s)
and
feathers
Pretty birds and vines,
embroidered simplicity
reveal perfect lines
and puppetry.
.
Orange-yellow blossoms
warm toes on tiles
will not mask your human steam,
your spirit perfume.
.
You of naked information
cannot hide nor burn,
but, in candid ambiguity,
only delight.
His lips are gin
he likes her
her hips are pages
her shoulders smile
his fingers ink
her feet are light
his arms are wings
her heart is sky
her face is still
his eyes the moon
she is tide
time is clay
Fill me Fill me
Empty
I am
But a vessel
Fill me
.
Leave me to my filling
.
Fix me fix me
cracked
I am
seeking
.
Sea king
Of vessels
Fix me
.
I am space
I am
a vessel
Fill me fill me
I am
near full
tear full
I filter (r ified)
Filling now
.
Water
I
am
Letting in letting out
let in (g)
o
to let
Small space in
water
.
I am space within water
.
Open me open me
Split
me
open
Go o d (d) god
but a vessel
a leaking vessel
.
Sink down down
Drowning
I am
Struggling
to (sur) face
to (sur) render
.
adam atom adam atom
splitting adams
surrender
to render
me
I am whole hole hollow
I am
but a vessel
her heart bled salt
an ocean’s tears
to fill a crimson jar
love sang deep
in cold dark night
and caught a falling star
the swallow called from rusty eaves
to ask for gentle rest
while fingers touched
the tears he kissed
that fell upon her breast
Wrong?
Wrong!?
AH………wrong………
ring a ding ding
ring a ding dong
big dong little dong
here a dong there a dong everywhere a ding dong
wrong to
sing a song of a dingly dangly dong
scary
best be wary
wrong might
get us
wet us
stick out it’s tongue at us
pick a fight
wrong or right
stand your ground share it round
love a bit, spit on it, put it in
feel the fit
mmmmmmm
mmmmm
mmm
mm
m
soooo wrong
I cannot speak,
my mouth is full of coins
I cannot cry or beg
only muffled longing and eyes.
.
I cannot spit or barely breathe
for the tumbled gold between my teeth,
there is love making and revelry
that leaves me cold and choking.
.
I cannot eat
my lips a drum, a drawstring purse,
full to bursting.
.
A hint of space
seeks to displace
this mad gold,
frankincense and myrrh, fragrant contradictions.
.
Mouth and tongue pressed for time that coins cannot buy.
.
One ambitious
sliver
of success
one adventuring taste
of riches
one silver toy thing
sticky with birth
emerges
and falls
falls,
falling
passed a thousand sensations
to land
silently in the sand.
i cannot speak
