Poetry

whatever she might pretend to be
poetry is a cruel mistress
she asks for and is satisfied
with nothing less than 
my heart's blood

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Her Wisdom

now when you meet her somewhere
and meet her you will
don't turn away 
instead
hold close her grisly body
look into her grinning face
beg of death her wisdom
and if she deigns to give
cold grave and flaming pyre
will be portals to your glory

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If Only

if only I could 
shed pretenses
strip off my face
the aching smile
throw in the trash
all empty words
and in blessed relief
sink
into pristine waters
of self

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Separation

what flows between
two distant shores
binds them together
in separation
in dryness of longing
they do know
the ocean awaits
in mingled vastness

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Eye Of Storm

they tell me

madness of storm
carries with itself

eye of stillness

and so I search 

for peace within 

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Name

they tell me I must write
my name up there in the sky
but in this shadow world
am I not 
just one of innumerable names 
the one knows itself by
to them who bear with pride
the burden of their names
I say
my journey leads to namelessness.

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Scriptures

I hear the words blow
on my rising-falling breath

fingers dipped in blood
I write scriptures
on my skin

not for me
the comfort of books
heavy with another's truth

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inroads

what I asked of you
and never received
now I give to me

wrapped around me
I sit and watch
love make inroads
into unlit corners
of my being

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Autumn

this autumn
I shed
all that never belonged to me

I scrubbed well my coat of flesh
and polished the mirror of my mind
alone in luminescent cleanliness
I await what is truly mine

heart

step inside
lock the door
at the still center
of the burgeoning heart
find all that was lost 
and ever more

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Making Honey

circle if you like
the pretty flower
be lost in madness
of nectar's lure
but in bowels of your being
in chambers of your heart
learn the art of making honey
that in winter's blight
you do not starve

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I Am Eternity

I will have you know
you who fret about my age
I am older than the sun
I am younger than the babe
yet to be born

Though of flesh and bone
I might appear to be
I am ageless spirit
I am eternity 

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