Beastly Bones

A beast of a man
he was
solidly comfortable in
his disfunction.

Earth-like he moved
mountains
with his anger his
jealousy
a tectonic tempest
his breath muddy with
the turgid ruminations of
not
so subtle insinuation
his shortcomings legend in
certain circles.

Watery ripples of tepid
pestilence
marked the concentric circles
of his emotional life
the outermost a welcoming
crest of wave-like motion
drawing the curious and
lost alike
each succeding circle denser
molecules packed tightly
bemoaning cruel fate’s
conundrum
moment upon moment
gathering, crusty and green
like barnacles and
seaweed.

Fiery tempest contained
lid barely retained
trembling streaming vacuum
swirling vapors scalding hot
phoenix-like emanations
bursting incandescent
wispy vacuous visions of
emotional satiation
salvation sought in the
heat of a flame’s golden
core.

Windy breath of whispered
hope
airy openness emulating
egress upon High
transcendent soaring
a falcon’s eye glaring
farsighted vision otherworldy
in nature opening eyes
seeking light
focusing sight upon the
most intimate and holy
of delights.

A contradiction of a man
body wasting away
time’s irreversible march
calling his beastly
bones.

Drift – Ing

Bone drift-ing
rift-ing
grift-ing off
blood rumb-ling
flak-ing skin

Leviathan sleeps deep
slumber-ing like sheep

weep-ing priests
inton-ing dron-ing
mantras
zon-ing
a drive-by tantric
ston-ing

re-sonation re-solution
the evolution of
an exultation
a nation up-rises
beyond its station

in the eyes
of Isis
a re-velation

Haitian voodoo kings
sing of dreams
where peacocks preen
and lost souls revise
their goals

bones sift-ing
then lift-ing
marrow bubbl-ing
tribulations troubl-ing
population doubl-ing

wandering preachers
teach-ing love
blind bats screech-ing
from above.

Solar Night

The light of the day fills me.
Spills out from me.
Huddles formless,
luminescent, pools from me.
Thrills trill out for me,
celestial melodies still me,
cold laughter
kills me.

Solar brilliance seals me,
knowledge hidden away
heals me,
wisdom reveals me,
all else passes brightly,
as the day.

Midnight finds me blindly
delving deep beneath
the skin
in sin, dark pleasures
shine like seas, distantly
beckoning need
within.

Without the doubt
confounds me,
knowledge of Self
astounds me
bounds me,
crowned in glory
life sounds me out,
bones mired in stone
compound me.

Babel Reborn

Silence calls out. Leaving words behind. Stillness replaces movement, the void swallows thought. Dissolution within endless space. Nothing becomes everything.

The phone has stopped ringing. The world quiets in response to an inner voice. Time pauses in contemplation of a moment. The space between instances stretches to infinity.

The world listens, on the brink. One breath taken, 13 billion eyes open. 6.5 billion hearts pound in synchronization. 6.5 billion pulses throb to the same beat. Dichotomous paths lead to opposite ends. Destiny realized. All is One, and as it should be.

Voices rise, cacaphonic. Babel reborn, chaos returns to the world. Arms clash as brothers war. Initiates intone terrible prayers, bloody libations offered on High. Mother Earth cries out. Children of peace sing in sunlit glades. Ancient Sages migrate from the Himalayas to the Andes. Terrible dreams swirl in the night. A mysterious planet threatens by day.

In motion, emotions causes time to resume. Sight and sound clash. Thought fractures clarity. Horror threatens innocence.

Deeper threads appear, leading inward, eyes tired of seeing close and breath slows, the soul seeking solace within self-centered contemplation. Memory whispers, images arise to obscure the Now. Regret tinges decisions that echo endlessly in the cobweb-strewn corners of the mind. The future calls and worry responds, second-guessing intent, bringing the decision-making process into question.

Ego responds, sarcastically vicious. Experience demands a choice. Spirit seeks higher ground, gazing out over the vista of a lifetime. Ego seeks satisfaction. Spirit seeks salvation.

External distance belies internal closeness. Hearts intertwine, co-mingled in purpose and intent. Spirit rises. Eternity beckons.