DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE


DAY 16 of napowrimo.

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DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE

There is no maze he would not follow
The mystery holds all the dark hands
In the light of every heart laid on the table
It made no difference which rabbit to follow

The follow can’t be denied in the blood of
who he is in how it courses through his veins.
Alice knew in her leaving, the angles and corners
Of the twisted curl he took without her

Getting what holds him doesn’t make for staying
Even if in him she found that space in his heart
Where their blood converged and the coming
Together mazed them in all those angles and rhymes

A dreamy pattern of magic and wonder leading
Everywhere and anywhere in limited choices
To get to out from what brought them in
He controlled which fork to take in the left and right

He held her hand in the lead heart loving
Always on the labyrinth trail sure
She would lose herself if she let him go
When letting go was her through and out

It was a long weave alone without him
Without her the maze went down the dark rabbit hole
And the Queen of hearts made her deal
In the dark and the light of whatever the end

Alice found that the in was her out peering
Where the rabbit taunted the mazer down
And awakening from the dream was
How she found herself back to finding herself

He is big and small hoping to get through
the door that gives him the final way out

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A Terza Rima… for the Blood Moon


A terza rima poem..  DAY 15  napowrimo

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It snowed the early morning night

The clouds hid away the blood moon

I missed the full moons eclipsed light

 

I knew the moon would bring a swoon

Axis Aries Libra held a zodiac story

The cold night blanket was my cacoon

 

Dreams beneath the nights hidden glory

Attention to what fills the quester’s cup

Remembering what gave to the journey history

 

I drank the star light and I filled up

There was no matter to where I rest my head

The blood moon eclipsed a magic cup

 

Gracious was the night time fed

Behind the gloom where the snow fell

The Moon she made no suffer as she bled

 

Every she cycles in the heavens she dwells

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Haiku Monday… day 14 LUNAR Eclipse.


Moon eclipse blood red

Between Earth and night fullness

Feel your tides rising

 

Ominous becomes full

Earth swipes across moon shining

What is open bleeds

 

What gives you fullness?

That eclipses across your night

Awakening your day

 

 

 

 

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There Is NoWay to Give Up On NOW… a pantoum


day 12 NaPowriMo…

 

A Pantoum..

 

There is no way to give up on Now

It is always happening like breathing

Like there always seems enough of it

Till there isn’t any more physical reality

 

It is always happening like breathing

I pass you with an inhale taking you in

Till there isn’t any more physical reality

Taken back to infinite creation

 

I pass you with an inhale taking you in

There is an endless exchange between us

Taken back to infinite creation

Not knowing you doesn’t mean I don’t know you

 

There is an endless exchange between us

In my breath I am reminded that all is One

Not knowing you doesn’t mean I don’t know you

We are mixing the air that is shared by us all

 

In my breath I am reminded that all is ONE

Separation is an illusion made from fearful thinking

We are mixing the air that is shared by us all

For a moment I will hold you deep with in myself

 

Separation is an illusion made from fear thinking

Like there always seems enough of it

We are mixing the air that is shared by us all

There is no way to give up on NOW

 

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HoArDeR


day 11… napowrimo

 

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She thought she had everything

In the stacks and piles of discard

Layers of useless held to the heart

Safer to put love on things than

to let heartbreak have it’s darkness

 

It was passed a maze with any ending

Hardly a beginning from outside in

The heap of never being thrown away

made no way out of the only way in

 

The stench was to her a sweetness

Born of loss and grief deserved

by decades of never being enough in the

powerlessness of a self with nothing left

 

Letting go might mean emptiness

and the gathered mountain filled her up

The climb was arduous and dangerous

The Keeping it all was worth it

 

A cocoon of trash buried it all

A sure death of filth and feces

Beyond the embarrassed in a mind

that gives the senses overwhelm in the shutdown

 

No telling the lonely despair hidden

beyond the chaos in the confused stare that

rejects the letting go with vehemence and vitriol

Crushed beneath all that is vile and rejected

 

What is known is that despair layer deep

like the collection of useless refuge shoulder high

held to a sliver of space to wallow the self hate

in the putrefaction of what is felt deserved

 

She hoards. It is the only way to feel safe in

an unsafe world.  Chaos is her friend.

Melting her last bit of self esteem bagged

with her shit in the corner of the bathroom

 

 

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Haiku Thursday


day 10.. naPoWrimo

VILLA ROCKS

Haiku Thursday.

In the tidal wave
No trouble in these waters
Going with the flow

Going with the flow
Bodies of water converge
Deeper is the dive

Deeper is the dive
This ocean of feeling raw
The heart bursts open

The heart bursts open
Filling and flowing in love
In the tidal wave

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Treats In My Pocket


day 9, NaPoWriMo..

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My pockets all have puppy treats in them

This Winter baby found me this Spring

In the ridiculously cuteness of mask

and black and white fluff

 

The Romanians had him in Inkster

Cozied up with his litter mates

Deciding which way to wiggle and wag

Racing for the pile of microwaved hotdogs

 

In who gets in first wins that load of process

With the piddles on the floor wiped fast away

In the flurry of fur in and out of that crate

A tumble of puppies in the unsure of it all.

 

We call it a litter only now I think it’s a tumble

A Tumble of puppies all over themselves for the

food win.  For the attention getters, for the love.

For me to add puppy treats to all my pockets

 

In the praise, in the training, in the just because

you’re the cutest damn little puppy I have ever seen

and I want all that wagging, bright eyed goodness

all over me as often as possible.

 

My pockets all have puppy treats in them

The weight of them is slight and I jiggle them

in my fingers as we walk the new walk down

the street in this new to you neighborhood.

 

Of smells and leaves and Spring greening

Of new sounds and the intense alertness that

you have of the world around you in the trot

and pride of ownership of this street.

 

We get to know each others ways and in the days

that come there will always be treats of praise and love

jiggling in my fingers in my pockets, as we

jaunt together smelling the good Earth.

 

~~~~~~~~~~~

Feeling very grateful..

 

 

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