Big Spirit Remembering

 

 

 

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

Diamond Light

 

 

 

 

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

Let Sun Dust Your Chest

 

 

 

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.

Sand and Feathers

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

Silk Screens

 

 

 

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.

He Likes Her

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

The Vessel

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

Kissing Tears

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?

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

 

 

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