Showing posts with label death. Show all posts
Showing posts with label death. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

a drum beat will ripple whiskey in your glass

a Ting-Sha chimes out aural vibrations washing over the distance from metal struck to ear passage hoping for clearance eight auspicious symbols conch knot fish lotus parasol urn wheel banner   
a drum beat will ripple whiskey in your glass dirt underfoot poofs up in brown sugar detonations the wave will give and the wave will take away surfers ride it as far as they can then paddle back out into the blue again (content, happy)  (OK:  stoked) 
this is everything and nothing
a miracle and commonplace 
a cracked earth gave the rising sun eight minutes to cover a distance between massive epicenter and strangely underwater 

"Here's what you need to do", I said to me.  
"Forgive yourself and everyone you have ever been.  Forgive your friends and enemies.  Lost lovers.  Strangers.  Librarians.  Do it now Nemo.  Don't wait.  What you have will slip through your fingers.  Let go the weight as it drags you under the atomic wave."



























Sunday, October 03, 2010

after three days


after three days the stone was moved
time behind us new day today 
here the mirror the universe you make as you wish 

¡Hola! come out of your shell day
Sol has the amps plugged and ready 
Venus laughs sweet and will mix the drinks Tikki Tavi 

whatsoever you do to the least of my brothers
that you do unto me 
remember this this is important
Ganesh lost his head to Shiva
enraged Parvathi said save him
and Shiva did 
with a sleeping elephant of all things 
large ears to listen more
small mouth to talk less
axe in one hand to cut ties
rope in another to pull nearer
a third hand to bless
a fourth to toss out 
really 

the tomb was empty just the words "I'm not there"
scrawled in red paint 
10 earths can stack inside a fiery solar plume
riding a whale on the Sea of Cortez
squirtin horseclams on Osprey Island
playing pounce with Mao Zedong
back in time my father 18 
a skinny sailor home on shore leave 
Los Angeles 1958

Wednesday, September 01, 2010

i jumped in the river and what did I see?

i jumped in the river and what did I see? black-eyed angels swimming with me a moon full of stars and astral cars all the figures i used to see all my lovers were there with me all my past and futures and we all went to heaven in a little row boat there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt 






Friday, August 13, 2010

kiwi spooned morning

kiwi spooned morning sweet earth's gift to us work is not my life evening washing black metal clean she's at Jakes watching the sun dip beneath the sound smoked porter one month after a family piece dies hard to explain music blood I won't back down nothing is as important as sweet sweet burning life I am not afraid of you and I will beat your ass how do you like me now?

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

a dirge jubilee for Uncle R

so this is the day he left upon the wheel in the sky ~ i bet the Beatles filled the room with pomp and circumstance a last piano chord struck hanging on til the tail-out groove cued the tone arm retract ~ an enso engulfs a point in space the orbit around it being everything else ~ Rio has it all ~ a siege of herons a pod of dolphins 5 miles wide a lotus seed lost in the low tide eel grass sprouts again somewhere unseen on the far side of the sea

Friday, May 21, 2010

black pint lullaby

the vine that strangles the tree embrace your demon and it will spit in your face break your favorite things spread darkness like black marmalade mess up what you had in place so a pint for the lost a pint for the dead a pint for those who left a pint for those who ran away a pint for Love a pint for Hate a pint for Truly a pint for Fools a pint to all my friends a pint to everyone i have ever been they say there is strength in numbers so put it on my tab i will gladly repay you tuesday in black globlets washed up on key west for tonight i couldnt find the table my face was planted on nor the front door the last call the street lit up by oblivions light





Friday, May 09, 2008

for Dan



Fall Moon Festival


What will happen when form collides with emptiness,
and what will happen when perception enters non-perception?
Come here with me, friend.
Let's watch together.
Do you see the two clowns, life and death
setting up a play on a stage?
Here comes Autumn.
The leaves are ripe.
Let the leaves fly.
A festival of colors, yellow, red.
The branches have held on to the leaves
during Spring and Summer.
This morning they let them go.
Flags and lanterns are displayed.
Everyone is here at the Full Moon Festival.

Friend, what are you waiting for?
The bright moon shines above us.
There are no clouds tonight.
Why bother to ask about lamps and fire?
Why talk about cooking dinner?
Who is searching and who is finding?
Let us just enjoy the moon, all night.
- Thich Nhat Hanh

When the Day Came

When the Day came --
The Day I had lived and died for --
The Day that is not in any calendar --
Clouds heavy with love
Showered me with wild abundance.
Inside me, my soul was drenched.
Around me, even the desert grew green.
- Kabir


Sometimes

Large fingers pushing paint
You're god and you've got big hands
The colors blend... the challenges you give man

Seek my part... devote myself
My small self... like a book amongst the many on a shelf
Sometimes I know, sometimes I rise
Sometimes I fall, sometimes I don't
Sometimes I cringe, sometimes I live
Sometimes I walk, sometimes I kneel
Sometimes I speak of nothing at all
Sometimes I reach to myself, dear god
- Eddie Vedder

Monday, April 14, 2008

Odin's Ordeal

by Georg Feuerstein
Nine days.
Nine nights.
Speared by his own hand,
he hung silently
on the tree at world's end.
The cosmic winds were tearing
furiously at his bones.
His mind was spread out infinitely
in the reliquary of time.
He waited breathlessly,
every fiber surrendered,
every flickering thought
hovering in the nowhere
of the ever-present moment.
He, single-eyed Odin,
waited dispassionately
for death to end
and new knowledge to burgeon.
All was as it will be.