Observe
I prepare to turn corners
By pressing my Burner
Back against the wall;
Peering my tall
Gaze around, like a spy.
Half the time, someone’s flying by;
Not paying attention,
So I listen,
Watch the ways
Of man’s egoist haze.
I slow my pace,
Slink around the place,
Inhabiting unobtrusive space.
Patience slows me,
Avoids their cacophany.
My tongue speaks less,
and less.
Missing My Man
Tired joints lead me to bed Curl up on the side where you lay your head. You are not here, which is still queer.
Boy, I want to hold you Dive into your soul. We miss you; we’ll be strong while you are gone.
Puff on a roach Toke a pipe Maybe feel something -other than this.
Home is boring without you. Nights are for loving.
Seek inspiration
Bask
Bathed by music
Let it in
Crescendo
Best option is to listen
Melody will lead you on
Unfold
Go forth
Naturally
Trust the beat,
Follow the flow
There is a grand plan
Stretching further
Than the space you stand
Affecting generations of land
Where have you been
Since we last sinned
By now you must be kin
I hug you, dear friend
Embrace your weary skin
Sink
Breathe deep
Delve within
My aura
I will never know
What your soul has seen
Where your skin has been
I’ve been there, too
Best of moments belong to you,
alone
When you return,
I’ll welcome you home
Flee your comforts
Too well, they fit
Let yourself be enamored
Life looks best
Away from the glamor
Seek fears
Wear campfire smoke
Dear Jailbird
Here, I stand
Saving my beloved man
There’s always hope
But of how great a scope?
I let him slide astray
If only we’d done different, that day.
How much of this is my fault?
Shouldn’t have let him default.
Hold loved ones accountable
Avoid trials insurmountable.
Dear, jailbird, I want you to stay
I fear that they’ll take you away.
46&2
Ground the self Seek depth Feet sink into dirt Each day, we rebirth Seek joy, spread mirth
Digging in the Earth Pulling up roots the fruits of mental meandering the loot of wordly wandering Traveling far and wide unraveling my insides.
Meet the inner me Elevate humanity Engage in mental alchemy. With consciousness ascension Let’s transcend the third dimension.
Answers on horizons of beyond. Fears to be chased, and strangeness embraced. Sacred geometry Spelling ideas to me.
I will look in books. I will listen to the wind.
02-04-18
Roll to the spot
Park in the lot
The rear entrance is where
One finds narrow, metal stairs.
A bar above the pizzeria
You'd have to believe in it to see it.
Who's behind the orange door?
Every night's a unique story.
The gods and goddesses slink out to play
They know it's Baby Sativa's Special Day.
Face veiled,
Setting scale:
She's toe to head in black,
Moon symbols 'round her neck.
Friends surround,
& blow abounds.
When we once again go separate ways
Our hearts will recall this day.
Stronger connections, as through the years
We're still friends and sharing beers.