~insignificance~
~gathers round ones feet~
~with age~
~an incomprehensible hobble~
~causing a hitch~
~in the emotional/mental~
~getalong~
~there are six levels~
~up down & out o’ here~
~& leave here we must~
~transient faith~~a falling star~
~& a fistful o’ dust~
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~Eye of the Cat~
~life is manageable~
~problems diminished~
~when she employs her ability~
~to connect & receive~
~images through her familiar~
~hinge theory established~
~precise & momentous~
~mind without its human cage~
~joined & engaged~
~in the art of stranger~
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~Zedidiah strumming his guitar~
~we’re lookin’ into the fire~
~spendin’ time with my kids~
~ah the rewards~
~a new song to add to our war bag~
~a first for my youngest son & me~
~we visit Tommy~
~my oldest son~
~he sprinkles some of his magick~
~we have a first cut result~
~me & my boyz~
~What You Do~
There’s a lion asleep
in the bottom of the well
his secrets died with him
that’s the story they tell
There’s a lone one watching
yeah, the trees have eyes
I confess that
it comes as no surprise
Don’t tell me
don’t tell me
don’t tell me
what you do
We been talkin’ all night
making love at dawn
I been voodoo trippin’
you are the drug I’m on
I almost made it
past your lies
but the truth between them
made the lion die
Don’t tell me
don’t tell me
don’t tell me
what you do
You hear the lonely lonely
it’s the voice, they say
its echo of madness
chase the moon away
yeah, the lonely hearts
at the wishing well
toss in a penny
on the road to hell
Don’t tell me
don’t tell me
don’t tell me
what you do
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~1000 Days~
~that’s what my brother named years spent in prison~
~I’ve been tossed in jail a few times in my life~
~no down time like him~
~twenty-eight years~
~God damn~
~Day 998~
~Down Time~
~a person learns it is wise~
~to take life in small steps~
~my family has stood witness~
~to instances of stumbling~
~running downhill on my part~
~embarrassed perhaps~
~they love me still~
~and I~
~for my part~
~each & every one of them~
~it is as if failure confirms us~
~defines the difference~
~as we look into their eyes~
~friends & family~
~whose spirit eyes reach~
~& those that look away~
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~The Moth/A Sign~
I took a day off work as a "preserve my sanity" day. I lost my Mother July 11, 2004. Her birthday was September 7th so I had Sunday to reminisce her. I'd been angry at her for choosing to leave and, on top of that, not sending me a sign as she had promised, from the other side. The eighteenth of July I was sitting in my midnight room writing, using a notebook of lines jotted down in 2003 for inspiration, written ten months before her death. A tiny moth alit on the arm of my glasses, its wings aflutter, caressing my right temple.
A feeling inside bid me resist the urge to bat it away. After a few moments, it flew over and landed on the sheet I was writing from. It lingered over a line that read: "A wee bit wicked and its impact was felt all the more in its brevity... there are Earth Angels who would name it sin... but what do they know of sin." I reached for my camera and took a few pictures of the tiny creature so I wouldn't convince myself later that it was a dream or a fantasy the likes of which I am inclined to conjure up. After our private photo shoot, it returned to perch on my glasses once more. They came then, a tender-weep if you will, tears waiting four years to call my name. The moth flew up and through the window of this old farmhouse in Arvada. Signs are signs, aren't they? There was nothing earth shattering as I might have expected, no falling stars or lightning striking through my window exciting my flesh.
I don't travel to exotic faraway lands or jump out of airplanes, nor feel the need to. I raised five wonderful children. Natives of Colorado all, we live in Arvada, Wheat Ridge, and Golden and quite like it here. I'm a simply complex man who likes to write and sing, make music with his sons and watch his daughters dance. The visit of a tiny moth is an epiphany to me, what some others might simply squash and toss into the wastebasket.
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~Meditation 37: This Point Forward~
~as if yesterday was not~
~& no thought of the morrow~
~allow me to feel~
~stand in a sweet & cleansing rain~
~a twinkling wink of time~
~aware of the immediacy~
~of choices made~
~be responsible~
~for words & acts~
~made in the moment~
~accept consequences~
~penalties & rewards~
~survive to step forward~
~into each moment next~
~as if yesterday was not~
~& no thought of the morrow~
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~Meditation 36: Every Child~
~it’s in their eyes each~
~epiphany~
~children~
~whose truth is~
~faith & love~
~hunger for learning~
~anxious to celebrate~
~each moment of life~
~look there~
~what do you see~
~oh yes~
~what do you~
~feel~
~in the vast~
~expansive universe~
~I saw them see me~
~gift me~
~clapping their hands~
~singing my song~
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~Meditation 35: Rainbow Exaltate~
~children may just~
~influence rainbows~
~by their blessed existence~
~enhance its hues~
~a pure mixture~
~kaleidoscope dream~
~visage the all~
~beautiful & equal~
~specific & beyond~
~a synthesis of peace~
~the stuff they are made of~
~creates a gladness~
~the ecstasy to be~
~of them yes~
~just to be~
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~Meditation 34: Trust~
~what we expect from others~
~without question~
~is often that which~
~is most difficult~
~when asked of us~
~confidence in expectations~
~guardianship~
~protection~
fulfillment of obligations~
~based on faith~
~loyalty should not be expected~
~but offered first~
~as established certitude~
~a basis of conviction~
~assurance~
~willing ourselves to open~
~anticipate goodness~
~is the beginning~
~the groundwork~
~for freeing ourselves~
~from doubt & distress~
~lends credence to our mein~
~fears fall away~
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~Meditation 33: Seven Directions~
~east of morning~
~evening west~
~& the cross-tie~
~north & South~
~eyes lifted~
~to the sky~
~a little bit o’ heaven~
~feet forward stepping~
~that earthen path life~
~& the seventh direction~
~spirit breath~
~culmination of all~
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