I have miles to go, and tears to weep
Before this child within me sleeps
Like Heidi up the mountain climb
To rearrange mind space, mind time
Jupiter and Saturn chime
The old woman who lives up high
Cold Mountain, Heidi climb!
Austen and Vonnegut
Fire up, but nothing of it
Refuse to marry, Titan plan
Heidi run, as fast you can
Train to space where tears erase
Falling stars and human race
Little girl with sun burnt face
Precious dress lined with lace
Hurry now and quicken pace
Sun is shading we are fading
Heaven holds and Hell is waiting
Closer now to the peak
So close but beyond reach
Old man smoking, fast as your poking
Books are burning, people earning
Pope and free men
Wonder where they’ve been
Innocent children
Can’t survive without the other
Father sister mother brother
Split asunder
Farther now you must cast
Past the sky and cosmos vast
Heidi if you do not reach your goal
All is lost, heart and soul
Friday, April 18, 2008
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Koi
My mind is racing
With fear
With doubt
Yet I am going to take the challenge
To fall
And rise again.
“There is a certain elegance in those who fall with grace” she said to me
I don’t know if I believe her
I fall often –and I am awkward.
That to rise
Is everything but graceful
It’s a struggle, battle, war, tempest-
That’s why we love it
And think it beautiful
We can’t be happy without the fall.
We can’t be sad without the high.
Still my mind races
Impatience is blinding-
“Wait..” is the whisper of time
felt, unheard.
Energy escapes around me
Raping at their doors.
“Wait..” is her whisper
Clearer than before.
-Under water now
A fluid flow of passion
Prolonged memoir
Oblivion and infinity
At last the screen to hold me down
Slow into motion.
The shadow disappears
The water clears.
“Let go” –again
The lion leaps
The light is green
But my hands are clenching
So tight around the red
Drenched and bleeding
Beading heart
Refusing to be fed
“Let go” – she speaks
-I fall
Trip on the stairs
With fear
With doubt
Yet I am going to take the challenge
To fall
And rise again.
“There is a certain elegance in those who fall with grace” she said to me
I don’t know if I believe her
I fall often –and I am awkward.
That to rise
Is everything but graceful
It’s a struggle, battle, war, tempest-
That’s why we love it
And think it beautiful
We can’t be happy without the fall.
We can’t be sad without the high.
Still my mind races
Impatience is blinding-
“Wait..” is the whisper of time
felt, unheard.
Energy escapes around me
Raping at their doors.
“Wait..” is her whisper
Clearer than before.
-Under water now
A fluid flow of passion
Prolonged memoir
Oblivion and infinity
At last the screen to hold me down
Slow into motion.
The shadow disappears
The water clears.
“Let go” –again
The lion leaps
The light is green
But my hands are clenching
So tight around the red
Drenched and bleeding
Beading heart
Refusing to be fed
“Let go” – she speaks
-I fall
Trip on the stairs
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