Thursday, April 28, 2005

no work

no work for me no work
like a plague
i enter the dark world
no work
is all work
working at
getting work
watching my money go
our money go
watching
i've watched it before
when i'm down
who calls
all who are down
i have what i need
i need what i have
it's time
to let go
to lose control
to lose my mind
to be free
freedom
when the scales fall off
when the pretense
goes
when the world
no longer desparate
is empty
life begins
death
is
worry
death is
competition
death is jealousy
death is ambition
death is acquisition
death is complication
death is false remembering
death is expectation
judgement
definition
life
is
love
cooperation
life is
the innocent flow
of lifes
understanding
that
all
all is
a continuum
all is
simply being
here
always
now
in
all
ways

being






Monday, April 25, 2005

hernia

yep i have one
a
bulge from the hip
not painful
just a pain
old men get these
am i old now

outside my window
an old rotted tree
large in it's day
alive when i moved here
now the
earth
is claiming it
could it be that i am in
reclaimation?
the first stages
warning shots across my bow
the physical voice in me
saying
take it easy

i do not like
taking it
easy
even rest
even play
i like intensity
like fire
like passion
like seeking god

there are men
i have known
who work
hard
every
every day
lifting
building
holding the world
together
they give us warmth
food
shelter
their hands callused and sore
their backs aching
their tears
laboring
like sisyphus
surfacing
somtime company slaves
somtime loves laborer
i lift my children to my shoulders
i lift
i lift
i struggle
my uncallused hands
lift
in unfamiliar territory
and
my body
says
look here
look here

Sunday, April 24, 2005

rain

kinda good
rain
kinda bad
kinda like
i want it to go away
kinda like
i want it to stay
good for the earth
my garden
the fresh air
the birds
the trees
all that stuff
bad for
working on the fence
washing the car
bike riding

good for
love making
cooking
soul searching
poetry
drinking

it goes as it goes
rain must fall
plans stop
change
it is
in a way
guidence

life is like that

Saturday, April 23, 2005

working man

his hands are hard
scarred
his body aches
his feet
legs
arms
ring out for
food
for rest

he sweats out his days
he sleeps hard
his weekends spent
repairing
at home

he wakes early
he arrives
the clock waiting
punching in
his life a deep meditation
dreaming of ease
and soft women
a cool beer in the evening

a child on his lap
watching the news
he snores
his child sneaks away
playing with
his little plastic tools
his bricks and blocks
he wants to be
just like
his dad

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

4/20

four twenty what's that
freedom to choose my lifes path
i think about smoke

Monday, April 18, 2005

abundance

the day is up
the day is here
the horses steam
fill coffee cups

morning gallop
springtime hope
shedding out
sweat and soap

rooster crows
hens all lay
eggs abundant
on this new way

daffodils
garden shoots
month of april
sun to boot

glad i am
glad i stay
for this my life
for this new day

love it holds me
love so dear
love of life
love of cheer

every beat
of this my heart
i am blessed
from start to start

i pass it on
to those in need
i give it up
to those who bleed

healing light
loving hands
soothing peace
in every land


Friday, April 15, 2005

aging

aging again
like an old friend
i see the end
like a litte baby waving
i see the joy of rejoining
like a springtime tender shoot
i understand i'm dying
though years may separate my last
through the waters
far from here
i see the light
it smiles like a candle
it sings like a child
i know that this struggle is
silly
i know that after all
i am only a part
not apart from
all of these things that hold me
sons and daughters
wives and lovers
career and the notion
of fortune
all fall away
to the essential
I AM
so i drift inevitably
like the branch in the rush
of niagra
towards what appears to be
laughter

Thursday, April 14, 2005

katie and matt

every day katie and matt
every morning we have it down pat
every morning coffee and that
every morning and that is that

every morning breakfast with ed
every morning it's true
every morning at georges we're fed
every morning like glue

every morning the tv on
every morning a shower
every morning i write in my blog
every morning is prouder

every morning i take my herbs
every morning my vitimins
every morning i think of words
every morning i win

every morning i grow my life
every morning the garden
every morning i look to the sky
every morning a bargain

every morning i'm greatful that
every morning i'm here
every morning i go to bat
every morning i'm cheered

every morning my heart still beats
every morning i love my wife
every morning over i reach
every morning i love my life

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

falling like flying

longing for another thing
the future is
what it is
no thing
i list like an overloaded ship in rough weather
the winds are pounding me
off course
my
port side is windward
my sails are torn
i list i list
i shudder straining into the froth
my sleep interupted
i dream this storm
i fail to fall or step
my wheels are spinning
i slowly scree in reverse
the water is black
the place unknown
i fall
i fail to fall

i have no fear.

strength

stiff today
my mustles ache
crowing in the yard
hoping that the phone will ring
feeling in my retard
i willl the skies to open
i'm in such a rut
this morning is so bright and clear
i can't live on soot
need a gig to get me there
what i wish is true
i think about this struggle
what i am to do
i just turn it over
whatevers true is true
so this is just my morning prayer
that's all i have to do
i pick them up my feet that is
and put them down again
freedom beckons siren song
so run i do to then
in this time of pause i look
out to the open when
i give it all to what it is
i give it all to zen
knowing that it's all inside
of this my open sea
where all i need so still resides
the answer simply me



Tuesday, April 12, 2005

up raising

whenever i wake
another dream replaces
all i knew in sleep

Monday, April 11, 2005

monday monday monday

here we go another week beginning
all the time of leisure goes away
time to drop the fun and all the sinning
time for all the week and those five days

monday is the time of thinking oooh boy
tuesday is the day of revving up
wednsday is the day that starts the downhill
thursday is the one more day of rough

friday looks ahead to more realaxing
seems to me a wasted week again
why not love the week i'm living
instad of wishing for the week to end

every day is wonderous to me
i don't care if struggle is the theme

Sunday, April 10, 2005

ahh spring!

at last clear cool air
calor en la tierra
sun, crocases
cancion pajaro
little hints
los tierra renovarse
my spirit lifts to meet the day
muy de manana luz
rooster crowing
roque perros
healing rays
rosa capullo en los arces
azul azul cielo
my dream
a Mexico retirar me
to Kentucky
primavera
los suave
dios
a gift
a promise
of renewal
of forgiveness
of love
la dejar recado



Saturday, April 09, 2005

les miz

last night we went to see we did les miz
it wasn't hard to be there after all
the high school all excited and a fizz
the parents so supportive standing tall

the singers sang with all their hearts their parts
the crew was busy with their bumps and creakies
the sound department couldn't keep control
and at times the orchestra was squeaky

but still and all i couldn't help but be
nostalgic for those many years ago
when les miz ment so much fun to me
and i was part of that most moving show

lately i've been yearning for the stage
before my life begins another page

Thursday, April 07, 2005

much to do

wandering around inside inside
much to do about much
creeping in like little mice
these thoughts a creeping such

babysteps i say to me
drive one nail at a time
let go the thoughts of what if this
and be right here sublime

every day another thing
another task to answer
every moment filling up
i am this moments dancer

walking on the razors edge
the abyss below
i take a step you'd think i'd fall
it's where the angels show

so i go on allying fear
and all her sad companions
falling free i'm knowing that
i join with lifes great champions

the trick right here is falling free
and trying not to grasp
to hold to anything i think
might save me help me last

i know this thing of joyous life
that expectations lie
is to cheat me of the freedom of
the liberty to fly

so all the fear that i may fall
is simply not so real
as long as i can let me go
and know that i am healed

Wednesday, April 06, 2005

april sixth

love is a thing unknown
until birth
until eyes open
all you
all not you
perfect eyes
clear intellegent
knowing
vulnerable innocent
clear
love comes like thunder
like a dizzying awe
love
in a small voice
love
gurgling yawning sleeping
at peace
love comes like galloping horses
like gentle rain
like sun on the first color
love comes with tiny laughter
love
opening a place unknown
love comes
cutting the chord of self
love comes
loosening the power of knowing
love with
smells sweet and sour
love
small and helpless
love
more powerful than
nations
holier than
all gods
love deeper than imagining
love
all consuming
complete
uncompromising
unconditional
relentless
desired
love opens
like an unexpected light
a gift of compleation
love
is the message
love is the end
of all ends
love
is the all
love
the is of all being
love
the blessing of all blessing
love
the mantra of the universe
love
the message of all universes
of all imagining
love
the first birth
the only birth
coming with birth
love
always
in all ways
love
i have held it
small tiny
filled with might
love
i hold it now
it is
my prayer of
constantancy
gratitude
humility
grace
this birth
this day
this life
amen








Tuesday, April 05, 2005

lay me down

i lay me down before the gods
i lay me down before them all
i lay me down a child i am
before the legendary fall

i rest me in the arms of that
who gave me light for now
i know of nothing more than peace:
what's in the here and now

i turn my life into the void
and all the riches there
i know that what's in front of me
is my creations atmosphere

my function in this conciosness
is not for me to say
i lay me in the rivers flow
i do not know the way

i merely know that i am here
i do not guide my fate
even if i think i do
it's imaginations mate

master of my fate they say
captian of my soul i'm told
maybe so maybe not
presumtion is so bold

i lay me down i lay me down
before i go to sleep
before the trust that i am whole
no need to fear or weep

Monday, April 04, 2005

new week

new week
looking to the work
much to do
little time
always all ways
garden springing
there it is
time
masquarading as the future
i resist living there
i know that there is only now
like many
i live in the world of
when i get this then ...
no work
forces me to worry
worry does nothing
so i sit inside my morning words
waiting
like the root and branch wait
like the hungry spider waits
like the gentle flowering
like the last day

i cannot hold to the past
or know what is to come
i can only move
as my path moves
no more no less

glad to be
happy with what i have
home

Sunday, April 03, 2005

seven days

to the magic land
kentucky spring
birds
fairy song
love like a sacred spell
virginia mountian pass
flying in the thrill
my love and i
holy candle in the chapel
cleansing purity
the struggle of years
stopped for now
maybe forever
the chariot humms
as sure as the season
ocean love in the crashing night
gull and heron
pelican and hawk
sea wind
reeds, cotton,
sumtuous food
easy blending
a world of peace
earth sky
sea wind
singing
we
at last