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ONE
If a sky blackens before a storm it is a canvas
A Rorschach splatter of emotion
Then my heart fills with hope that may I draw upon it
And feel that one is not alone
Along the road of evolution,
Where days are penned in by timepieces
Sounds of thunder become my drumroll
And I found my place among
What you design
Two delights: my mind and body
Nights are silent merging
And I have found
Somewhere in your wondrous earthly cradle
Maybe everything I can become
SOMEWHERE MAGICAL
If ever I get to host a big party with all my friends and family,
Then maybe I’ll rent a house overlooking the ocean
One that has a huge, open floor plan and spacious terraces
Along the lines of a French villa
Where dogs can be part of the scene and
Sounds of waves crashing on the rocky shore is the backdrop to live jazz.
I for one, will immerse myself in the love and camaraderie of being with the
people I miss so desperately.
What you do not know, is that everyone will be there for
Two days straight. We’ll have breakfasts on the terrace, lunches in the garden
and cocktails and dinner by candlelight.
Nights are so quiet and peaceful that we will all sleep more soundly than ever
And I hope that when we awake we will find ourselves in a new world.
Somewhere beyond the separation and sadness we’re feeling now.
Maybe even somewhere magical like the Garden of Eden.
STAND
Everywhere I turn there are barricades, bastions and battalions.
My smooth roads and clear skies are ephemeral memory.
You’d think that I’d know by now not to plan on security, but
I thought the past would stay past and not loop around to surprise us.
Personality, you
Softly call me to refute the mob -
What right do they have that I do not?
Tomorrow depends on my participation in reason and truth.
Yes, I am ready for the challenge.
Everywhere I see the rage,
the burning fire of anger,
loss,
grief,
the destruction and wickedness.
You are so afraid.
And where does that go? It can’t go in—
or does it??
No, you blame,
point your finger.
When does it stop?
I’ll pray for you.
Send you light beams.
Remind you—
you are safe and held.
I’ll beseech the angels and gods
to find a way to reach every
Person who walks the earth.
See?!
See?!!!
This isn’t al there is.
This.
This is of a piece. A part.
I know this anger.
It will eat you.
See, instead there is Light and Love.
Who can you be,
without your rage?
Who else can be with you?
If you turn your face to the light?
Tomorrow the sun comes up.
Start again.
Start over.
Start with a new understanding.
Shift from a broken heart,
To a healing heart,
a lighter heart.
Yes
EVERYWHERE…
They invade our once pure souls, pollute hard facts with unbendable ire
YOU feel the pull of excitement to change the rigid world
I think I can alter you. I can sing to you. Anthems of protest will cure you.
Personification of evil forces will evaporate into the ether.
Sounds of tubular bells peal and reverberate your bittersweet heartbeat.
When we touch hands it will be electric
Tomorrow is possible, today is vital
YES we can.
PARTS WITHIN
I have a river bend within me
That pushes to and ‘fro.
When fishermen come
They provide much-needed food.
But sometimes, their hooks wind up empty,
‘Cause the water moves too fast.
I have a dog’s watery eye within me
That drips over my furry face.
When the tears dry up, they leave a mark
For all to see and wonder about.
The tear-stain becomes a part of me,
Casting a permanent shadow under my eye.
I have a doubtful child within me
Who yearns for a helping hand.
She wants a voice that beckons and gives a gentle push.
The child is small and afraid, looking for others like her.
She finds a friend in the outer-banks of reality.
Tell me.
What’s her address?
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