Alone and waiting this ship I sail Greater depths of doldrums ne’er been Blistering sun, charring skin Nor whisper of wind–He let us fail Stagnant sails surface doubt On this course I chart anew Rumblings from the misfit crew Misfits and seekers, all the louts Return us not Onto craggy shores Though still waters not … Read more
My love is guarded She–a fortress surrounds Protected from outer forces, equal to those within Grappling beasts and chained dogs watch Keep her close Keep her safe Alone. She sits while Grappling beasts and chained dogs watch The thought of losing her–too much to bear, Only for he. Thus, locked she stays Grappling beasts and … Read more
Dance in the delight Of doubt. Find comfort Shrouded in arms of ambiguity. Grasp firm with fatigued fingers of faith, A lead weight. An anchor she sinks. To the depths Of the sea. Drop with her, and sink Down the dancing depths of doubt. Her resting place. Her home. Allow … Read more
Pull me through the darkness. I am numb to feeling anything: happy, sad, joy, anger, grief. Numb to feeling. Joy has escaped me–it’s left my body, taken a midnight bus to anywhere but here and taken the fine china of life with it. Why am I feeling so numb and empty? Help me feel again. … Read more
For better or worse, the old man got himself into this mess. A phone number jotted receipt cradles the sweaty mason jar as the scribbled digits bleed into non existence from the sweating jar. Purging one last chance at redemption. Nor does it save the scaled stains on his Goodwill Coffee table as condensation floods … Read more
Ever-present, he attached to my side. He unknowingly bears Shadow’s yoke. For him, it is not heavy. Light. Free. There’s no inner. There’s no outer. Only is. There is no other person to be. Other doesn’t register Unless it’s a game. “Old man, do you want to play?” Sure. The old man meets the child. … Read more
Surrender is letting go. Surrender is diving deep into the unknown. As I settle into a meditation, several minutes pass and the chatter slows while monkey stops jumping from thought limb to thought limb–surrendering my waking mind to the next layer below. I see water circling a drain. It is pulling with great force and … Read more
Surrender to the void. I don’t exactly know how to do this. It’s coming from somewhere deep within to surrender to the void and my day-to-day mind (my ego) is trying to put steps and order and logic into this force. This force doesn’t want to be bothered with steps and logic. It’s on a … Read more
A VOICE FROM WITHIN A fog is lifting. The sand is wet from the receding tide and previous night’s rain. Waves crash against the beach as monoliths scatter the coastline. It’s dark and gray. The sky, the sand, the rocks, the water all emote a gray hue. I’m alone on the beach except for the … Read more