They call you a monster

They call you a monster
A monster, my old friend
I agree, I can see
And so it had to end

And so I had to leave
There is no going back
Like an arrow shot from
A bow, has but one track

No imagination

No imagination
Reality it seems
Seconds are but seconds
No hopes, no wish, no dreams

All is calculated
No chance to improvise
But look the clouds freely
Are changing in the skies

Always willing to change

Always willing to change
To be unlike a star
When my hopes were hollow
Like an empty train car

Rejecting the dealt cards
And not playing my hand
Changing my DNA
Until is spells And

Are there new beginnings

Are there new beginnings
Or only corners turned
Are fabrics woven and
No patterns overturned

Are we absorbing or
Can we deflect, discard
Once ill but now healthy
Recovered but not marred

Your love was too wooded

Your love was too wooded
For someone blind as me
The forest a minefield
A bomb in every tree

Having found a clearing
Without you - a plateau
Love is wide wandering
With friends and not your foe

Enough of the taking

Enough of the taking
Narcissistic robber
My essence, my self is
Not here for the clobber

The tide of anger in
Knowing I called your bluff
What you said was untrue
And so I said enough

Nothing brilliant today

Nothing brilliant today
Another stone counted
No valley too low, no
Mountain unsurmounted

A day to watch shadows
Grow taller and then fade
Not steering clear of but
Not immersing, just wade

Here in the infinite

Here in the infinite
A particle of sneeze
Caught in the speed of light
A slowly moving breeze

Assigning importance
On temporary things
Building blocks of moments
Just fancy flimsy flings

Again the Overwhelm

Again the Overwhelm
In an aura of grace
Not limited to some
Coordinates in space

A snowflake flurry in
A partly sunny sky
I'm spinning in circles
Feeling infinite pi

There was a daisy in

There was a daisy in
Toledo, Ohio
A mid-western liking
Of Venus de Milo

A tender champion
Both inviting and kind
Celebrate together
Heart to heart, mind to mind

Two bonsai rebounding

Two bonsai rebounding
Large exclamation point
Wild growth is evident
On every limb and joint

Finding admiration
Self-love and survival
We are strong, we are tall
Any oak we rival

Repetition reprieve

Repetition reprieve
Two comets altering
Trajectory and path
Strong and unfaltering

Recognizing our luck
Finding of this detour
A far greater Life, a
Future with so much more

Pilgrim not committed

Pilgrim not committed
Turn this vessel around
This New World or juncture
A thought no longer crowned

Parting in mid-ocean
Nothing beneath our feet
Where the horizon line
Is a circle complete

Two sisters, one pure ying

Two sisters, on pure yin
And the other, all yang
Opposing ends of Truth
Like perfect chords and clang

All kindness and caring
The other with cold eyes
Our yin was inclusive
But the yang was all I's

Not for the attention

Not for the attention
Or for some accolades
Not firework or parties
Big banners or parades

Just a simple echo
A canon of the song
A telling of the words
A clover in the throng

There is a vast and wide

There is a vast and wide
That moves from side to side
A universal tide
In the ocean of space

Stars in a two-step dance
Almost a perfect stance
Just shimmy, a glance
A cosmic heartbeat pace

Here at a title page

Here at a title page
A free fall from a ridge
We pause like a rainstorm
Under a passing bridge

All the words will be new
Both context and meaning
We are scripting our lives
While we are careening

Injured, not affected

Injured, not affected
Learn to heal without scars
There's no heavenly plan
They are just stars, just stars

Allow time to fade the
Emotional tattoos
Practice the right of choice
Dispel any taboos

For mothers who don't care

For mothers who don't care
And the children they raise
Pity the both of them
But escape from her maze

Run as fast as you can
And stay out of their scope
All ye who enter here
Must abandon all hope

Wild seeds you are welcome

Wild seeds you are welcome
Although this may not be
A perfect garden bed
Aren't you travel weary

Come tuck yourselves in soil
Look, a wonderful view
Have wild thoughts of firm roots
Embrace the morning dew

Last snowfall of winter

Last snowfall of winter
Here in the cleansing cold
Warm like a ripened peach
Sunbathing, blushed and gold

I can see each snowflake
And scattered house lights bright
Both are specks in darkness
Black backdrops for their white

Our time of crocuses

Our time of crocuses
In 1989
Elbow patches on your
Blazer you wore to dine

Stealing a kiss waiting
For the elevator
On the fourth floor but the
Height seemed so much greater

Aim for a new plateau

Aim for a new plateau
Start with freshly washed sheets
Translate your thoughts into
A language you can't speak

The same old tuning fork
Learn to unleash and bend
Interrupt the cycle
From beginning to end

Shards of left over thoughts

Shards of left over thoughts
Phrases now left unsaid
Separate has made
Me alive and you dead

The practice of self-love
Evaluate self worth
Find a selfish notion
Celebrate time on Earth

How to commemorate

How to commemorate
How do we celebrate
Fully perpetuate
A great among clover

We must write it and shout
And proclaim it about
With purpose we must tout
And over and over

Further than expected

Further than expected
Marker after marker
More daylight in our days
Far from growing darker

Exercised, exorcised
Fought demons with new strength
Our arms like rolling pins
Have stretched out a day's length

Irreversible and

Irreversible and
Irretrievable time
Always expanding the
The definition of I'm

I am forever changed
With my self I find rhyme
Circumstance and effort
Both the falls and the climb

Never begging don't go

Never begging don't go
Still trying to win
Not a relationship
This tyranny we're in

Pulling woven threads with
This boa constrictor
Removing invasive
And wrongs from our mixture

It's not just a chapter

It's not just a chapter
We have finished this book
Wanting a future not
Taking another look

We are Granting ourselves
All the powers of yes
In the overwhelm where
It is greater not less

Children are not echoes

Children are not echoes
Allow them their own voice
Nothing is predestined
When everything is choice

Just love them for loving
Themselves and not because
They are somewhat like you
In virtues or your flaws

All passion and no pursuit

All passion and no pursuit
Tea kettle whistles dry
Puddles are not rivers
Movement requires a try

Be a ball, not a box
Begin a roll to roll
And not set like a pile
Run, walk or crawl to goal

In the last few days of

In the last few days of
Winter the cold is cold
A gentle snowfall makes
An old man not so old

With a childlike delight
There's wonder of it all
Life has more meaning and
I'm answering its call