Intro (tesseract)

TESSERACT

You and I are laughing and laughing and having fun… We gaze into each others consciousness and you smile and cover lips with your finger as I gesture playfully. Closer and closer we become as our surrounding melts away until only universe that matters is the one created in the three feet space between you and I. A simple small talk conversation about nothing important, with content soon to be forgotten, yet so engaging that the universe itself shall break all laws to bend and fit between us …as if it wishes to carry upon its shoulder the feathery light conversation of a Sunday afternoon

“Tesseract” was originally posted june of 2008.

Two Elemental Poems, reposted.

Moon Beam

Moon Beam
You lighten up the road
As the night pedals unfold
like an incandescent rose
All the crease seem to show
the rough edges, they glow
So that I may stay on the road

Moon Beam
you cradle the night
and the road that I drive..
and we all may survive
there is need for you to hide
If the clouds come out tonight.

Moon Beam
where did you go
The clouds come and hang low
although you don’t know
I still see your glow
through the haze it flows
Like the blush of a rose
your light glisten on the road
you still lighten the load.

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Follower Her Down

Within every rain drop
is a reflection of the Sea.

through mountain meadow
through rolling river
she finds her way to the Sea

and I wonder if
within the mountain meadows,
within the rolling rivers
If I may also see
the reflection of the sea

I follow her down_

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both poems previously posted here @ Cafedog’s Canteen..

Workday Ballad no 47 Unfinished

I gotta hammer and I gotta saw
I gotta screwdriver i keep in my bag
I gotta girl that I keep in deep my heart
I gotta tune on the tip of my tongue:

“Gonna build me a house as big the sun
Gonna build me a family that keeps me strong.
Gonna build me a fence that keeps in the fun
Gonna build me a gate to invite in everyone

and they’ll dig me a hole when I’m finally done
so I’ll keep on a building till day I’m gone.”

I gotta hammer and I got a saw
I gotta bag and i gotta tongue
I got a girl who’s bright as the sun
I got a heart big enough for everyone.

 
 I’ve been busy with some work projects the last couple weeks. I’ve neglected creative writing and blogging.
So for now… I am presenting an unfinished work poem.

Checkmates and Check Lovers

a reposted poem. originally title “Love, War and Backgammon”

 
 

I was debated by my Lady that,
“all wars are made by men”
“Tis in school yards, over lasses…”
I correct her, “where all warring begins….”

“See we have been lead to believe that,
Kingdoms are conquered by kings”
Yet, the most powerful piece on a
chessboard, is in fact the Queen”

So I won the debate, confidently
at the dinner conversation with my lady.
“Aah well, Checkmate”, she yielded to me,
“wash up the dishes, take out the trash
…and I will be upstairs waiting.”

Shadow Soldiers

in shadows of night
we fight in dreams
that others need not worry of
when others sleep so peacefully

in shadows of night
we fight for dreams
the right to dream
so that others may sleep peacefully

in shadows of night
innocent babe, slumber tenderly
no need to fear
the Night Stalker demons

who come to replace spirit with power lines
who come to replace will with control
who come to replace dreams with terror.
they live only to fear their own death
Hamlets of the Airwaves.
monsters of the night
they will not come out in the light
they hide in the shadows
the night stalker demons

in shadows of night
we fight for dreams
we forfeit our own
So that babes may slumber peacefully
They shall have their own dreams
their spirit and will.
in the shadows of night
and in the bright of day.

Autumn Tapestry and Leaving The Forest

 
 

leaves in a forest
worn by the ages
weary of change

leaves in a forest
let go of their trees
scatter the country
make room for new seasons

hold on…
breathe in all around you
before you let go

remember the branches
who reached to the sky
leaned to the light
who wore you so proudly
far beyond roots
all the old seasons

the leaves in the forest
thoughts of my home
thoughts of my time
holding on to a history
of all the old seasons

leaves in a forest
they scatter the country
they make room for you, love.
they make room for you.

 

Schrödinger and Tao Cat

 
 

Tao Cat

Tao-cat sleeps in the sunbeams.
Tao-cat runs in the night.
Tao-cat climbs up the moonbeams.
She loves both shadows and light.

Tao-cat only reads faces.
Tao-cat never reads books.
Tao-cat hunts in wide spaces.
Tao-cat hides in the nooks.

Tao-cat chases her tale.
round and round
no sight of her beginning
no worry of her end
Tao-cat would let out a terrible sound…
There is not tellin’ where that cat’s been!

Tao-cat gives me a poke.
Tao-cat’s universe is at play.
If she ever suddenly spoke,
I wonder what Tao-cat would say!

 
 
“A Cat named Schrödinger” was made with GIMP, Photoscape and my camera.
“Tao-cat” was written by me while ripping off T.S, Elliot.
The works above have nothing to do with each other… other than they are about cats.
 

the Waltz

step toe follows toe
hands warm in embrace
one follows another
a hearts rhythmic pace

as Heaven & Earth
like body and mind
one follows the other
your hand in mine

if we should stand still
If we stopped all time
we’d flow as a poem
two couplets in rhyme

step toe follows toe
two dancing as One
night whirls up to partner
joining in our day’s fun

 

draft of As We Go A for A Waltz. loosely inspired by Simon and Garfunkels “The Dangling Conversation”
I like this poem enough to share it again.