Nobody’s Home
For 50 years I was a seekerSearching for the deepest “Who Am I”I used philosophy, psychology, theologyAnd mystics to clear … Continue reading Nobody’s Home
Category: Poems
Root to Root
November Women
November is the monthOf snowy-headed womenWitches and cronesSeers and sagesWise women and watchersNovember is the monthWe let the cyclesOf right … Continue reading November Women
Bloom Wither Wallow
First wither then dieIn the primordial soupTo bloom a new youbjb Continue reading Bloom Wither Wallow
We Woke Up
Remember whenBeing called beautiful was a compliment And it was enoughBefore we woke up And realizedIt is a subtle grooming … Continue reading We Woke Up
Mirth
Deep contentment–inner stillness–is the birthing well of joy filled giggles. Waves of mirth created Earth. Don’t you see it? Can’t … Continue reading Mirth
Bohemian Swamp Witch
A woman, by her very natureIs wild, untamedA balmy breeze and a tornadoI cringe, seeing her prayTo some invisible He-GodWhen … Continue reading Bohemian Swamp Witch
Spirit Child
I think the greatest gift my mother gave me was to not see meTo not project her own dogmaOr societal … Continue reading Spirit Child
Staircase to Heaven
We live in parallel universesAnd we wonder why we can’t uniteLike radio receivers on different stations We’re as different as … Continue reading Staircase to Heaven
The Silence of Love
Period in Time
When we can danceWith the limited bodyAnd unlimited spiritThe real danceOf life beginsWhen spirit is knownAnd fear of death is … Continue reading Period in Time
This Old House
Our bodies, our homeMade of flesh and boneAre finite and will crumbleLike sand from stoneEven with constant upkeepEven a carpenter’s … Continue reading This Old House
Weaving Ink
The black and white wordsFall from my mindOnto paperChanging intoDots and dashes And curlicuesAs my hand dancesOn paperLeaving my mind … Continue reading Weaving Ink
Physics
When time collapsesCause and effect become onePast and future become nowAnd mind is silencedWithout a linear flowThere is just this … Continue reading Physics
Swan Song
We are not our bodiesThey are justCongealed consciousnessThoughts, beliefs, DNAManifesting in formSolidifiedRefecting my world–My bones have become porousFrom lack of … Continue reading Swan Song
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