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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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WHEN ALL IS ILLUMINATED PERFECTLY


Day 18

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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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SOFT PRESENCE


day 14… prompt from NaPoWriMo…   a ‘san san’ . a san san is a 7 line poem that repeats 3 different images and has a rhyme pattern that goes like this.  a,b,c,b,d,c,d.  New to me.  and here it goes.

nude sleeping

You are here in your soft presence.

Even in the angles and edges of you

There is comfort in how your curves find me

I settle in to the soft presence of what you do

Angles and edges are puzzle pieces that fit mine

Curves that silken what my touch sees

We become one of a magical kind

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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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LIPS


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I trace her lips with my fingers

The sky of her meets the earth of me

Then the soft drift of her stare

brings on the night

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And my earth let the tremble rise up

with the soft conjunction of skin to skin

Of finger tips to wanting lips

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A slow, ease of motion in one  heart shaped line

That needs, wants to feel lips to lips

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We kiss

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The tenderness finds the race of the heart

In slow persistence we find our way

of how the tongue scribes the hunger

and the body yields as one

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Desire’s moments pulsing flesh to flesh

Melting the two to one as lips become fingers

That trace the curves and shallows.

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Making moist the place of want

How  together sets us free

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We  kiss

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WE ARE NOT THE ONLY EXPERIMENT


“…We are not the only experiment”    Buckminster Fuller

This poem is from a prompt that invited me to choose a random quote and take the last few words of it and make it my own.

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We are not the only experiment.

We are The experiment torn from the heavens

of infinite possibilities to a finite moment

of existence in the experience of polar chaos.

Three dimensional duality reality

And it’s some other infinite Beings

reality show.

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We are not the only experiment

laid to the Universal pertri-dish

of spinning galaxies in Milky Ways

of murky existence to see how humanoids

will get along in the radicalization of duality

In the dark and light of it all

In the rotational up and down and

all around of the Hokey Pokey

with all yourself in wether you wanted

in or out in this dance of Being-ness.

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And it is all about the left and right

of you stepping into this Circle of Life

on this planet in it’s petri-dish we think is

floating out there in the vast somewhere

Not on that shelving unit that has no end

to it,  Of old men, agelessly ambling

down the corridor of infinite everything

eyeballing each piece of Infinity to

see if one of us can make this Earth

thing work.

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Can we get along and survive?

Can we steward abundance ?

Can we Love unconditionally?

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We ARE NOT the only experiment

In Infinity’s Infinite and we will find our

way Home sooner or later

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