Tag: poetry

”Eternity” by William Blake

“He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy
He who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity’s sunrise”

Mel Brooks said as long as the earth is spinning, we are going to be dizzy and make mistakes, we are unrehearsed.

😂

Whether we like it or not, life will give us an education of the heart.

Some are good students and others not so much.

Nothing in life is worth a damn without love ❤️

It doesn’t matter what you believe, like, at all.

It matters what you do locally, to those who need and love you and to the stranger too.

Actions have consequences.

How much love is in your life?

It’s all that matters to you.

And by you I mean me.

There is no happy ending here, but there is a whole lotta love ❤️

“If you’re quiet, you’re not living. You’ve got to be noisy and colorful and lively.

..

Look, I don’t want to wax philosophic, but I will say that if you’re alive you’ve got to flap your arms and legs, you’ve got to jump around a lot, for life is the very opposite of death.

…

Relax, none of us are getting out of here alive.”

—Mel Brooks

heat

so I cremated

my dad yesterday

it was a good day

drunk dial

i hate you father 
i hate you mother

dad, you were
a lovable bastard

mom, you are
a hateful bitch

do i sound like
i am angry

there is no good
way to clean this shit up

i guess i really hate 
in myself what i hate in you

i inherited your stupidity
your darkness and weakness

forgive me for i know 
not what i do

there were moments 
of sweetness and joy

they shine like starry jewels
amongst all the dark shit

don’t call me again
with your fear mother dear

ding dong 
dad is dead

who will carry
him to his ashy grave

i want to love you
but it’s just too damn much

has love truly
died in me

it will take me time 
to let things go

don’t talk to me
about forgiveness

what happened is done
now we live in the ruins love 

what happens next
no one knows

ruins of love
ruins of love 

forgotten pain 
hidden jewels 

my wounds
are my inheritance

i know that bastards 
tore chunks out of you too

i cannot forgive
but I can forget

time for one more drink…

bum

it’s a good day
when you don’t
put on your pants
‘til noon

decision

in the deliberation

between this and that

a host of demons

comes blazing forth

Blue Waves

We seek assurances

When there are none

Some people tell me I’m easy to love

Some say I’ll never learn

Others are sure I will forever burn

Why is it so hard for me to love myself?

I hear a song of forgiveness and grace when I close my eyes and listen

An invitation to dance beyond self consciousness

To fall back into a deep roiling ocean of thick luscious blue love

Red crackles of light dance and pop over the surface of the whirling curling waves

You can smell sulfur in the air and you can also hear cries of murder and fear as the lightening cracks

Is there a redemption song

Can there be an end to fear?

Is freedom real

Why do we appear

To know what can be known?

To just exist

Or are we just lost in an ocean of nothing

Never to appear again

We must write our own redemption song

Or we will sink into nothingness

And we must sing this song every day and every way we can

God is a Rabbit

Have you seen the great rabbit

in the shining white snow

Have you seen the rabbit holes

on Cold Mountain

There is a great rabbit

who moves swiftly in the night

—smelly goat 🐐

blue tears

death has been stalking me

that’s fine

let it come when it’s best

there is a stillness here

time runs slow

clocks weep sad blue tears of doubt

still, I love this

though it will destroy me, I love it

Home

Life has its ups and downs
All of of us experience these
You are not alone when you are low
And not alone when you feel far above the earth
It’s ok to feel up and down
Home always brings me to my center
Back to earth
Close to the things I love most
That know me best
The birds and the fish whisper to me
Don’t go too high or too deep

Remember your home
Remember love
Remember your time is short

Don’t waste it

Birds in the Storm

Birds huddle close behind the tree
Sheltering from the storm’s fierce breeze
Cold winds howl and rain beats down
But they are safe, under the tree’s leafy crown

Their feathers ruffled, but unafraid
They wait for the tempest to fade
Nature’s symphony in full swing
The birds wait for another day to sing

The branches sway, a natural dance
The birds endure and await their chance
The storm may rage, but they are wise
Nature provides through her green guise

When the sky clears, they’ll take flight
But for now, they rest tight
In the safety of the green
The birds pray to our great Queen