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THE NARROWS


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Skookumchuck Narrows before the tide came in on a full moon night

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SKOOKUMCHUCK NARROWS, BC.   2005  The tide came in.

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I take the Narrow’s tempestuousness slit

My boat lost to a long ago of well being

The full moon calls the Sea to give rise to the tide

She pulls its out to bring it in

What comes  in greets what is going out

a violent swirl, a vortex of pull and funneled force

A ride like wild mustangs in a fevered run

Holding on as if life means everything

And everything means nothing

but to ride out the tide

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I take the Narrows on this full moon night

For want to imagine this journey of all journeys

Will gather  me in under the luminous night orb

Drown me to make me wholy and awakened

to rise out of the depths of my ending

Washed clean. left naked, pulling in air

before my lungs explode in defeat

Dreaming of the gills that let me swim

before this time of living knew that limitation.

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I took the Narrows to an ending

Finding the breath of a new beginning

Waiting for the next unfolding.

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FRIENDS WITH YOUR DEVIL


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Devils sleep in your dream bed

They mostly abide in Story’s head

Around and around the tale does go

When they tempt and tease at life’s flow

Avoid the under tow

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Waking, you wonder the truth of it all

These dreams of said devils, an angel’s fall

Once pure and white, at heaven’s pearly gate

To Hades tis said you go in flames and wait

You can break that date

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Depends where beliefs fill your minds

Depends where fear holds and abides

Depends if these devils have a hold on you

Peel fear away and you get to choose

Don’t be misused

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There is no telling you what to believe

When we all want to live, love, and receive

Seven Billion strong on a floating orb

Where power and greed hunger for more

Have love at your core

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“Devil be gone” a cry from within

You believe you deserve punishment for sin

Love has not left you, you are Spirit’s child

Awaken to Love you are not exiled

Sit with peace awhile

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The Ending is a New Beginning


Day 30… the last day of National poetry Month.

Thank you to those who have followed and read my work.

I deeply appreciate that.

As is my favorite style of poetry, I give you a pantoum.

I will be gathering my pantoums for a poetry book.

Stay tuned.

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BE HERE NOW

A day comes to sunset, a story ends, a loved one dies.

A relationship meets its closure, a beginning finds it’s end

And endings make a place for a new possibility

Life is woven in spirals, cycles of starts and finishes

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A relationship meets its closure, a beginning finds its end

The in-betweens hold the reactions, the bitter and the sweet

Life is woven in spirals, cycles of starts and finishes

Curves and turns, betrayals and losses, the heart breaks

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The in-betweens hold the reaction, the bitter and the sweet

The re-start is out of reach in the crush of life’s take away

Curves and turns, betrayals and losses, the heart breaks

A new day gives rise out of the dark night

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The re-start is out of reach in the crush of life’s take away

And endings make a place for a new possibility

A new days gives rise out of the dark night

A day comes to sunset, a story ends, a loved one dies

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PRINCE… a tribute


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Thousand of tributes praise your name

We gather to shed our Purple Rain

The Guitars round the world Gently Weep

While we like Thieves in a Temple mourn your death sleep

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You Got The Look we all chased after to see

You HardRocklover your destiny to be

If I Was Your Girlfriend, known you a bit

In that Little Red Corvette next to you I would sit

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Do Me Baby, get us all Soft and Wet.

You Princed around us and we hungered to get

A piece of your grandeur, FallinLove2nite

You Got the Look that gave us your great musical Light

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What is too soon to go? What is the right time to leave?

You leave us with much joy and loss makes us grieve.

It’s not like I knew you, It’s not like we made touch

There is something about ‘heros’ that matter so much

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I’m not hanging on your shirt tail, better that frilly shirt

I be part of the millions of fans that shutter with mirth

Thanks for your music, thanks for your visual gifts

Thanks for being the hero  we all  needed to make you a great myth

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I give no goodbye, see you later La Petit Prince

I’ll sing along with your music, I’ll be sure to dance

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WHEN ALL IS ILLUMINATED PERFECTLY


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in my LIGHT

Stepping aside from noticing, you take notice

Peripheral vision reaching out to inform you of the edges

Lonely out there in the just enough far away to be hopeful

That with a slight turn of the head eyes will catch that certain light

That has been waiting there since time began .

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It isn’t that you haven’t noticed it, or avoided it

It has a magic to it that stays right at those edges of vision

A glimmer, a nuance, a radiance you can feel without seeing

That knowing can be enough, till you want to soak yourself

Let all that Light in from the heaven that sit at your far edges

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A radiance  that will come around and wrap you all up

It calls you to God, or Spirit, or Source, it calls to You.

Filling all your empty spaces with brilliance and Grace

Cause when you stopped trying to chase it, or notice it

It came fully around for your taking, only it had never left you

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Noticing Heaven on Earth is like that

You know, that surrender to the best of a moment

When all is illuminated perfectly

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They Come to Celebrate You.


day 17… NaPoWriMo

Ace of Cup.

Wholy Grail.

They come to celebrate you for your deliverance

That way you gave into your courage without pause

How life’s fire tried to burn you up and take your soul

While you pushed it all back at them in a tidal wave

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That way you gave into your courage without pause

Healthy rage finds a way to make a riveting decision

While you pushed it all back at them in a tidal wave

A Tsunami of choices that rolled crossed all that wicked

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Healthy rage finds a way to make a riveting decision

In that cliche of “If not now when, and if not you who?”

A tsunami of choices that rolled crossed all that wicked

You are a human shield of Will and profound goodness

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In that cliche of “if not now, when, and if not you, who?”

We needed you and didn’t even know it till there you were

You are a human shield of Will and profound goodness

Not torn with the decision of will I, or should I, or dare I?

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We needed you and didn’t even know it till there you were

Full on real, fearless, modeling the way a revolution gets going

Not torn with the decision of will I, or should I, or dare I?

The nature of you fights with the wisdom of love

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Full on real, fearless, modeling the way a revolution gets going

How life’s fire tried to burn you up and take your soul

The nature of you fights with the wisdom of Love

They come to celebrate you for your deliverance.

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ENERGY’S NEED


DAY 10… NaPoWriMo.

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There is no mistaking the way energy radiates

from everything and everyone laying trails

of Spike and tidal wave, of sooth, and grace.

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There is no telling how your vulnerable self

will make guard or open to the incoming

and how the ripples of other, quakes your sea

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There is no saying when the roll of it might hit

lay you flat to a false wall left standing

or give rise to the pull and want of more

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There is no knowing except in that intuitive sense

when that cone of protection imagined

holds you sealed, contained from the distraction

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There is little wonder how we make it through

a day, an hour, the occasional minute

with so much seething vibration around us.

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All of us here in the flurry and chaos

All of us here in the gentle and peaceful

All of us here getting by, wondering why

Dissolving in the bombardment of the endless

dynamic of energy, ever present, ever Being

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There is no escaping It

We are It.

Send Love

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