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Gentle

 

Collapsing
I tucked my head against my chest
and listened to my heart
beat.

Strong
it whispered
and my ego faltered
and I could hear the ego falter—
and I, faltering,
briefly
exposed
an open window to torrential rain
marooned against a million chairs
held up hardly at all.

The trick is always
to let the rain in
and the carpet go.

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Calling the Eagle

 

What work
am I called here for?

Me,
in fish form, scales silver
against an evening sun
swimming circles around my coldwater lake

calling the Eagle.

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But Surely

 

Surely
it can’t all be cast to the tan lines.
The sun—our cicerone across
this celestial plane, casting
her silhouettes upon skin shapes
etch-a-sketching that which we outfit ourselves with—
Surely.
That can’t be it.

Because
I see him

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World of Plenty

 

At the end of it all

rests the trees.
Time stands just
as requested in the company
of pines. My steps
are holy circles, hewn
deep and echoing;

I listen

as my ten-thousandfold world system shivers
like a wheel barrow child
barreling down a grassy slope, arms stowed
against chest. Bullets rain
dully, as dumb as porcelain and
half so strong.

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Hawaiian Twilight

 

Mustard-patched sweat on skin
damp and oily, suddenly licked
wide & clear
with a salty breeze.

The rose blooms tonight.
For my part, I shall bear witness;
there is nothing quite like
the blooming of a rose.

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Let There Be Ease

 

Mahalo, my love
for your blue eyes.

For the soul eyes impressed
on my own when I rest
&
let shoulders lie easy.
Let all the palm trees
be breezy. Let
the waves
on sand shores
crest.

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Mountain in Glass

 

I am the mountain against the shattered panes of glass;
dynamic quests for focus leaving
a viewer head-tilted
more confused than ever.

Dawn mist
lit amber saffron, sweeping
streaming willowing between
fern slopes.

Still slopes.

As still as possible.

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Yin & Yang

 

Dance dark
against the moonlight shadows;
the dust will take you deeper–
digging down to shaded levels of
acrid denial
tasting like dental floss.

Dance light
upon the meadow tresses;
the sunbeam spotlights like
braided rope. Fading
numbness from the fingers out
and suffice to say–
the world takes hold.

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The Color of the Sea

 

I’ve been told before the color of the sea

but the knowledge has never served me.
For I plunge
my soul dark beneath satin waters
& out gushes
white-light waterfalls.

Candor! I think,
that’s the color.

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Timing

 

You appeared at the perfect time.

Whilst break dancing
through religious break-throughs, breakfasting
on white light hues, she saw you and the life-guard
got off the chair for her turn in the waves.

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Sister Patacara on Awakening

 

Washing my feet, I notice
the
water.

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Moonlight Here-I-Am

 

A little bit of moonlight here-I-am
as breath surpasses finger count.
That which is positive
grows me;
that which is negative
grows me.
In attempts to remain level,
we remain level;
manifesting
intent.

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