All Power
If I could take the world
into my world;
If I could be God-like
what would I do
with my All-Power?
Would I make Peace
World-Wide?
What of Poverty?
I could gather all riches
to my self,
make my friends powerful or rich
or both;
help my parents?
Ask for more Power?
Use my Power to
make more Power?
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Night's Rituals
I can feel the river flow
in night-time Tsunami's
washing over me
as I am bath myself
cleansing in my secret thoughts
elevating my gentling soul
amid the ritual of it.
It is a grounding sense I gain.
I feel the centering
that thoughts, mind and soul bring
the yogaing,
the quietude
where the day's vortex
swings into orbit
and quiets itself
all around me.
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A Night Ritual
I can feel the river flow
in my night-time Tsunami's
washing over me
and I am bathing myself
cleansing in my secret thoughts
elevating my gentling soul
amid the ritual of it.
It is the grounding sense I gain.
I feel the centering
that thoughts, mind and soul bring
the yogaing,
the quietude
where the vortex
swings into orbit
and quiets itself
all around me.
It may be in the combing of the hair
the bathtub scents
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Crouching Creature
I am a Crouching Creature
bounded by Circumstance
and Choices I've made.
I pound against
the Circumstantial Wall
and I choose to bloody
my own fists against it all
but defiant
I will not relent
and measure this
as my commitment
to fight these chains.
Choosing in life
and family
in the world and my
career
is bounded by my iron Circumstances.
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The Crow
I have sat the wily beast
rode in the darkest night
eaten from the trough
of death;
lay down
and kissed
Evil's Lips.
Found myself screeching at night
distended hopes
lying all around;
and witch-like
cackles all in my ear
coming from
my own throat.
I rely upon
artifice
dark clothing
and obscured intent
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A Kissed Hand
There was no hint that he
would take my hand
and there plant a kiss.
There was no warning
that it would tingle first
and rush to my very center;
the brush of soft lips
I think
the unusualness,
the velvety breath
those eyes of his
looking up as he placed
his mouth there lingering
which too
caused another rush
rudding my cheeks
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The Librarian
She put her 'check out books at down-stairs counter' sign and headed for the graduate stacks to do her -re-shelving.
The book cart rolled along punctuating her thoughts about him. Brian, she was sure would be there in the stacks, at his little desk against the wall pretending to be buried in his books and she would come in and pretend to be shelving her books and she would pretend to notice him casually.
It would be awkward but the awkwardness of it was exciting for her. Thirty-two and not married but idling for something to happen in her life she was ripe for something to happen and the desulatory weaving pushing the cart did not conceal from even her where her true destination was. She was headed straight toward him, her twenty-five year old Robert Redford look-alike virgin.
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Summer's Kiss
Write me a summer song
plant here a warming kiss
seed it in these furrows long
in sunsets' languid dip.
Sing lyrics to my buried soul
which lives beneath
in numbing receded cold.
Sing to me underground
another season's bloom.
See my soul steeled against
against this dying cold abyss.
I shall not die in winter's cold
nor miss this year's summer's kiss
I'll bloom my soul's flower
in garden green-
my petals high sky'ed-
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Workmen
I come down from the heights of my own ego
for a cool drink at Reality Pond
and notice how thirsty I am.
I had been high and dry
for years.
I take off the face I wear
once a year
and dance
because I just don't dance.
I'm rearranging certain of my memories;
to the forgotten bin
others are banished to memory loss;
still others
to my Too Painful Album
to ever look at again.
I keep the good ones.
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There Is No Happiness In The Blog
'Where' he said 'is what I am looking for?
'In your eyes' she said.
'Where is what I need' he said.
'In what you heed' she said.
'Where is my Love' he said.
'In the giving of, ' she said.
'Where do I find peace' he said.
'In the community', she said.
'Where is happiness, ' he said
'In truth for more than one' she said.
'Why I am looking for all this? ' he said
'Because you keep looking out there' she said
'All true things' she said 'are not located out there
nor all in here;
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