Dancing Crippled

Insects look like birds from my horizon
And break-lights like inevitable accidents
Bumper to bumper destruction in this enhanced, rear-view vision

Waiting for life to pound you out of me
Years of pushing, expelling, watching it, like a slow, bloody birthing delivery
Indestructible chord of continually regarding you
Lost in your silent chaos

Its all a game
Circumstance you deal your winning hand
You still don't stand a chance in breaking me
Fellows' deficient romance they come and go yet have no effect on me
Dropping money left and right
Empty all I have on worn, exiled passage nuisance
Blue collar well traveled vagrant princess
She has no talent at all
Only the art of spotting the genius, Jesus among the multitude, like a child

Laugh along with the Celestial Jokesmith
He's the funniest Being I ever wrestled
Walk away limping and crippled
I thought the paralyzed were supposed to be dancing?
A giggle before the howling laughter
Shimmy in this murkiness

Hunter's Tapestry

You momentarily bequeathed your body
Left your room, far-removed city
Graced me with your tarriance
Inside my recent morning dream
I still see it, recall lovingly stroke it with my memory
Like prayer beads incanting

Out of the blue abyss
Scale walls of cosmic coral, space and time anemone
To be with me
Lean over while I sit astounded, panting
Intentional timing tempt me
Your long torso hanging over like a hunter's tapestry
Upside down countenance interlacing like tree branches
Necessary kiss
Lightening consciousness, light up our afternoon volition aurora
Return me my voice of solar chariots
Options are the currency of choice
Your seeking out this fusion released my silence
Partially free, help unslave me
From this illusion of luminous intimacy

I've been devoid of poetry
Lost inspiration, flood rains white water gutters drown out everything
Rainbow omen enter my dream like a prophetic mystery
The Sun after the Flood
Your being a cosmic indicator directing me
Compass star map at my caressing fingertips

At the end I elect to leave you cold in space, the dove from Noah's old hand
Orbit some other star
Finish fresh before we started, I'm all intact and growing
Smell imminent defeat wasted battles in the skies
Turn around my posse caravan in the dark after midnight
Night winds cover my tracks
Return to present moment dawn oasis

Ripe dates drop like slow succulent raindrops in the shadow of my missing you
The outer skin cooked by continental growing desert suns
The driest of dune sandstorms, the color of your hair in my tent
Only increase the inner flesh natural sugar sweetness enclosed
In my mouth's greedy voraciousness
Relieve my thirst in your satiety

I've freely forgiven
Return to me centuries later
As first choice be renewed
My tiger pride unlocks mutual eminence, time falls off like shackles

Lady Monday

Everlasting love is Mother

Despite human weakness or no mother at all

We seek her out reflecting her

Monday Lady

An empty vessel carry

Full of trenchant rivers, ripple of potent emptiness

Calling out to others

Fill me with inferior essence

So blind to the true One

Who once housed in your quarter

Once graced your presence

Mother said, "Yes,"

To first birthdays

Meditate on invisible miracles

Tartis womb ferrying beings from another order

Navel vortex is a mountain lake we all share

Cosmic connectedness in our bellies

This ease, intensity decrease

Is it the eye of the storm?

Will your furry and independence explode

Like the space between birthing contractions

The growing green meadows between thoughts

While sitting in the hammock balcony

Monday lady

Pin the evening star and Mars in your ears like a memory