Common

Unique and distinguished

We yet share

Woe and distress

Common shame and suffering

That in shadows full of dread

We feel them larger and unweildy

Stronger and unyielding

Then they appear once in the light

There are some, it’s true

Who feel not life’s great and awful sadness

Inexplicable angst

Isolated troubles

Suffering of spirit

When life’s gone all awry

Every step is wrong

Rolling on the floor in writhing agony

Alone and yet together

All this pain of life we weather

Hoping for an end

For some peace

For something better

For anything at all to lift us out of sorrow

From the sages to the pages

Sayings written once or twice

Hang on to love

Be open hearted

One more minute

One more hour

When subjected to the fires

Flames upon each wound

A subtle transformation

A phoenix rising plumed

Hold on to love

Keep going

Take your rest along the way

Remember this is common

Part of life to grieve this day

As the tide returns to shore

One wave after another

Joy will find you in the moonlight

Joy will find you in the dusk

Joy will wake you in the morning

Joy returns little by little

In that flower startled beauty

In the clouds suspended there

In the laughter of your loved ones

In the twilight somber falling

Common sorrow

Common beauty

Will find you there upon the sand

Unique and still distinguished

Healing slowly everywhere

Did I Mention

Would that I had told you

How the fire burns within

Little embers, little sparks

Lights that brighten up the dark

When I see you smile

And hear you laugh

The joy I feel when you are near

Did I mention that I see your heart

In every thing you do

How beautiful the colors cast

Reflect in every movement

To hear your voice is sweetness

Surpassing every sound

When I sleep and when I wake

It is your name said like a prayer

You are a sacred place

A quiet pond

A respite

From the worries that I carry

Upon your shore I lay them

For a moment fettered free

When you reach for me

The world bursts into blooms

Detritus

There is no composition

Without decomposition

We break down

Broken down by fates and whims

The sun shines

The wind howls

The rain falls

The rotting and decay

Spirits falling and flagging and flailing

Components revealed

Bleached bones of old structures

Half buried by what used to be

Gone

Our youth

Gone

Our pride

Gone

Our strength

Molecules become atoms

Reforming into new molecules

Reprocessed

All the material at the ready

For composition

We write our stories in time

One decision after the next

Seeds splitting open to sprout

Recombining the secret patterns

Into glittering webs of life

We sing hope into the sky

Bright streams of glorious light

One note after the next

A chorus

A melody

A symphony

From that pain and joy

Wringing something new out of the earth

Until we are so far away from the detritus

That we forget

Have forgotten

That it was born from utter destruction

Of what had been

Broken down through time

Rocks became rubble

Oceans rose and fell

Fires flamed and fed

We turn

We turn

We turn to stone and

When the butterfly lands

On our shoulders

We return to life

To grow and glow and shine

Hearts open and eyes bright

Been There

Drove around a corner

Straight into the curve

From a dream I had years ago

If only I remembered

The why as well as when

My heart lived on that road

Then

I’ve already been there

I’ve been here some time

Driving hills and valleys

Melting trees as I pass

Flying roads like they were

Lava

The event horizon approaching

Every time I close my eyes

Jumping forward and backward in time

No anchor

Roots

Like a tree spanning generations

My leaves whisper through time

Preparing me always

For love

Let my heart fly

Let my heart live where it will

Watch it multiply

See it grow

Breaking bigger every time

So much pain

So much joy

I know my heart lives with you love

Take care

Take care

Of you

What Dreams Of Me

In the back of the dark

What could be night awakens

The thread of life unrolling

Pursuing every step I make

Tangles in my feet and hair

Faster than my fear

I cannot run

Outpaced

Outfaced

Exposed

What could be dawn still sleeping

This twilight world this dream

Nothing solid nothing real

I touch you and you melt away

You reach for me and fade

Across the atmospheric void

A thousand points of lights

Webs of threaded lives entangled

Winking in and out of strife

My heart my heart my heart my heart

Let loose and shine

My heart my heart my heart my heart

One more time

One more time

Love this life

Love this life

What dreams of me are there

What dreams of me is stirring

What dreams of me will wake

What dreams of me will go on as I become

A memory

A distant dream a message

Wipes the sleep from eyes

Forgets me on the way to breakfast

What dreams of me

Destroyed my appetite

No dawn nor dusk

No shining lights

No hungry ghosts or joy

My run becomes a dance

A last chance a next chance a big chance

I reach

I leap

I love

Falling gently into a dream that is my own

And what dreams of me

Has lost me

I awaken and forget the tales of sleep

On the way to breakfast

My heart my love my appetite returns

Shedding

To be dragged loose

Falling finitely

Clutched tightly by gravity

Graveness

Graven

In stark relief

Colors beginning to fade

Testament to a vibrant life

Outlined and defined

By every passing opinion

Until it is shed

The thoughts slipping away

Beliefs untangled

Definitions unknotted

An ongoing undoing

Stomping a new beat on a hard earth

Vibrations coming into play

Lower and higher

Searching for depth among the heavens

Constellations of meaning

In pinpoints of light

I see you there

Your light flickering in the dark

A divine dance to an amorphous rhythm

We shed

We shed

We shed

And when we let go

The Cosmos sighs in satisfaction

Be fully

To fully be in space

In time

Every day

Every moment

Spreading wings to fly

Free from the earth

And soar joyfully

Released

Kicked to the Curb (with Audio)

On a dingy curb they sat

She in a dress once white

Grubby ruffles sliding down

From scabbed knees

Bare feet in the gutter

A thin arm wrapped around

His shoulders boney under

A faded blue shirt

His grim shorts matched

The grey cement

She called his name as she

Held him

Grabbed his elbows then

Wove her arms into his

The traffic in front of them

Pulsed in fumes and beats

Music poured out from cracked

Windows

Behind them legs took people

Quickly to their next appointment

She called his name

She called his name

I need you, she said

She called his name

I’m sorry, so sorry, so sorry

She called his name

Please survive

I will find you

In this bubble outside of time

Pact struck

Within the swirling city

That never was

Children who never were young

Spit on palms and clasped hands

Making promises

For the future

Writing hope into the lamplight

Singing dirges to the past

Drawing stick figures in grime

A couple kissing

Two in love

Encircled by an asymmetric heart

And when they woke

To another day in hell

Apart and never parted

Hanging on by a thin thread

Woven from a fragment of a

Dream half remembered

Until the day it was needed

“I’m glad you made it,” she said

“I feel selfish for needing you to survive that.”

“I hope you found some joy in the sunlight,

And laughter in the wind,

And peace in the water,

And love growing up from the soil.”

Possibilities swirled around them

Standing there between the light

And the Abyss

A single path began to coalesce

As he slid his hand into hers

“I said I would find you,” he told her

Every star in the sky became a blossom

Every flower in the meadow burst into flames

Birds became dragons

Whales flew through purple skies

Smoke curled up from stone chimney

A cat slept next to a dog in front of the hearth

They curled together under a blanket on the couch

She began to read to him from an unfinished book

When he closed his eyes for a moment

Under the words she spoke, he heard her call his name

And his name meant home to her

And so he stayed

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Christmas Gift 12/18/2020

Some folks get comfort from tradition

Others thrive on bold sedition

I have a more unique condition

Finding comfort in this premonition

A starry night both crisp and clear

Under the shining moon above

After a day of sun filled skies

Hand in hand with you my love

Your heart is a gift to the world

You wrapped it in ribbons of curlicue rhthyms

Placed the whole package under my tree

On a sticker so small that it might have been missed

Written “I love you” in a minor blues riff

Some celebrate wildly with food and with drinks

Some people read quietly, and in solitude think

There are those who watch movies right on the brink

For me the best part of the season are links

To the heart of my world

To the song in my soul

To the one who lights up the darkening swirl

Of shadows which never quite leave

The losses of all I have grieved

As Christmas approaches with a potential for gifts

I look in the presence for the spirit which lifts

My eyes from the troubles I’m leaving behind

To a future of hope in my heart

And a joy in my mind

If ever there were a love such as this

I would step forward with courage to claim that first kiss

Some people look to tradition

Some people are strong on sedition

I have this unique condition

Taking comfort in this Holiday premonition

It may be next week, or it may be next year

We’ll be together at Christmas sharing good cheer

We’ll be together at Christmas sharing good cheer

Follow the Road Home – 12/1/2020

How did we get so far

We wonder watching how the moon slips by

How did we make it through it all

How could we be standing here upon a quiet shore

You speak of where you’ve been

The twists and turns and bends

Of bars, of friends, of dreams that came and went

How did we get here

How could it all work out

We wonder in the mornings over coffee with delight

I spoke of rhymes and trying times

Of joys found in wild meadows

We listen to the heartbeat of the song rising

Between us

The music is a road leading us home

How did we get here

Listen to the melodies

How could we have made it through

We heard the harmony

We wonder as the sun sets over lake as smooth as glass

The full moon is there reflecting

Each note bringing us fast

How did we follow the road home

We followed the drumming of our hearts

Listen

Listen

The music is the road home