Carry me
the whirl spinned leaf
the sandclocked glass
the short breath brief
and the rhythm blast
the stormed healed tongue
the winged splash of a bird
the song heard unsung
and the word whispered unheard
the passion burned unforgotten
the beauty spoken miracle touch
give it all to 'the only begotten'
Son of Earth you gave me too much
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So called...
was called
was calling for too long
was called far too much
was summoned in a song
was squatted in a touch
was whispered through the storm
was craving the deepest word
was calling voices warm
was not left to die unheard
was cherished cave deep darkness
was lit up in a flame
was given in a smileness
a long forgotten name
was picked up from the floor
was hung onto the wall
was asked to be no more
the haunt of a dead long call
was made a picture map
was given a nice warm hand
was never allowed to slap
but a handshake to befriend
was taken down to earth
was given flesh and bone
was never killed at birth
was never left alone
was never dying nameless
left in tokens of a desire
was never burned quite blameless
it lived on sacred fire
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The Miracle Of Life In Conception
behold the miracle the wonder
captured 'a pure breath inspired'
walking radiant footsteps upon
surface of blue green clay ball
energies infused in life breath
'clayed whispered of the mind'
open to potential in life energy
open to beauty in noble hearts
inspiring warming heating cold
stone statue hearts into miracle
reborn life changes new energies
behind eyelashes opening wide
in clear vision sung in life song
singing harmonies in star crystal
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The beginning of mountains
this is how silences wedded me
in the drums aflame I was beating
deaf for the voice which
coming from the wind
leafs out the ends of autumns
pulls the strings of the sky
where it is enough to live
on an accord of a lonely breath
in the corner of the words squatted
a voice was praying
a leaf cut off from the autumn gown
sewed the edges of all the seasons
hit the universe forehead
against the cold soil of waiting
its echo my bridegroom
hand in hand we winged are
a painfully delivered beginning of mountains
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A Whimper
Hear softly rising
A single breath made of many sighs
Clay finished stroke mind and heart
Searching searching
Seeing with those eyes
The forest mist lifting our breath
Right beneath the horizon
Where standing between our own eyebrows
Spreading the smile at the dawn
Cut within the wrinkles of our thoughts
Hands shivering in handshakes moving
Eternally forward
Skipping millennia in a sec
Hear softly rising
Behind the storms in passion
Sealed through a meticulous sky
Though we have never done it right
How do we come
How do we go
How do we seal
The water seals of caves
Rushing into the darkness
Blind with hands only to touch
The surfaces rough
Stampede lights eye piercing
It will be the holes cracking
For a waterfall to splash
The face of the earth
Clay made whispered
Hear softly rising
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Rites of whales
Void worlds wrung are weeping
Their wheels have whimpered away
Wound around a wristwatch in a skyless watcher’s eyes
Weaved in webs of woes
Closed by sorrow killed
Sealing stolen seals
Ill fire flames smitten by the breath
Writing rites of whales
Splash beauty unwritten
Passages of time turn urns into hours
No pallid pills for piligrims paving their own paths
Swimming soulful oceans that soar up to the sky
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Start the flight
Dwell within a broken bread
Warm and fragrant among your fingers
The sound of its crust cracking
Give the winged crumbs to the birds
Feed the world with yourself
Bitten by the hunger of the sky
Eaten by the restlessness of the body
Start the flight
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There's the world by Mercy created
That thunders through the rain
To turn the houses into little dots of existence
That eat their own pictures within a space
The dropp is a vague silence
The space of a place all soaking wet
Washed in the rhythm
Within the word of wounds
Each whisper in Mercy remembers
Its soul's dwelling in blood
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Bipolar painful his bones bound to brokenness
There on the rock he stood
Arms winged spreadedness
Prophesy of sages stormed off his soul
What I have seen is the wound and the healing he said
The sights of sun desert sighs sealed high on a mountain peak
My soul unsealed
Desert little cradle tombs
I could have died of sorrow
But I’ve seen I’ve seen the wound and the healing
A thin layered see through balm
Covering earth undone
The springs that will grow new hearts
Desert broken bones builds into towers sublime
Time woven patchworks blankets of the sky
Covering earth undone
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Voids
A pilot without a sky
A sky without a pilot
A captain without a ship
A ship without a pivot
A book void of pages
A page without a book
A letter without a word
The word forgotten unheard
By silent actors and stages
An eye without a sight
Eyeholes bottomless pits
A hand without a shake
A weakness earning on might
A wound you cannot unbreak
21st century beats
21st century eats
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Words fed at the end of lines
Silence of peace live
At which laughs
At which down the waters
Heavens monada
Light love of life
Space draws hinted at
An eye depicted faced
Wisdom sight words
Song touch paths
The rhythm heartbeat drop
Voicing tenderly Thou
Eternal word
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At The Heart Of Exit
Help
Save
Preserve
Love
Beautify
Restore
Torn
Still
Strong
Word s
Cherished
The ways
Of Mother Earth
Singing real loud
The song of Entrance
At the heart of Exit
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Stood floodful in the saddest pool ever
Wet in the rain outpoured by the mind
Set up on a journey
Concepts classified crashed
Whispered who through the drops
The trembling fingers clang to the umbrella
The saddest umbrella in the world
That had in it no magic at all
Could not fly or colour designs
In wetness tide soaked who
Started the walk of hours
Walked didn’t sing for there was no happy rain to sing in
And no pools to joyfully splash
I could have shared a sorrowful smile
A smile to who I didn’t know
To who I never met before
Or just follow the walk of who
Through the rainhour moments
Splash wave wings through the who rain
I wanted to pour down
Instead
I knelt by the pool in rain knell
Where the traces of the floodful standing still still stood
And the floodprints rippled and rippled on
To mirror myself and start to drink
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Can't touch this
bite the bit
bite the heart
say that's it
our life our art
bite the lip
bite the word
quickly slip
in holes unheard
we both know
we'll be amiss
'cos we can't
can't touch this
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Death
does this word mean i can no longer sing
does this word mean i can no longer think
does this word mean we'll turn to no thing
does this word mean all the ships will sink
does it mean we'll leave it with no breath
does it mean the whole life we will forsake
does it mean no hope all there is a death
come on please give me a break
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A leaf turns not into a fall
If there’s a hand a soft bottom call
Autumns of rain autumns of gold
In each leaf the soul beauty enfolds
And it’s not dying just fallen asleep
Beauty spelled peaceful in spring to leap
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A dropp of ocean
...will never learn the hands that have swum it
unless it is taught tears to cry
kap okeana nikada nece nauciti ruke koje su ga preplivale
osim ako ga ne naucimo da place
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Coming close
to the sound made of light
almost soundless steps stair by stair
eavesdropping
the crackling of the staircase
glued to the buzzing in my own ears
is that you
coming close to the window silently breaking
to the opening of the eyelids into the night
with the taste of the word 'never' on the tip of my tongue
a shadow swallowed in each word
is that you
coming close always to the outbreak
sewed within a bird mad enough to fly
coming close always with the hope
painful enough to remember a dream
is that you
is that you
thus whispered the night
is that you
thus cried the streets
is that you
thus thundered the mountain
is that you
thus were silent the galaxies
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Oneness
In thousands of tongues the same song is sung
The same nest's a flight in sky to be done
Place them up and down between and among
Multitude of voices singing only one
In thousands of thoughts silent thinking climbes
Up the throne of possible to the throne of peace
Soul language circles body's silent mimes
Poem- body movement that will never cease
It's made in secret flesh burned in passion tides
It's sung on sacred lips clinging to the flames
The multitude tucked on perfect oneness hides
Divine revelation the Name of all the names
2010.
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The flower there is for me
The flower there is for me
To water its bud
And give it its bloom
The flower there is for me
To raise it from the mud
And save it from its doom
An immortal bud to make it
A fence of earth to break it
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If I could see through the rains
To find a thunder heart that beats
My veins away away apart
Oh yes it would be so easy to die
Too easy to die to fall
Melt in the pools of a wet trace touch
If I could see through the rains
I believe I'd find there both life and death
In a single dropp link that unchains
My eyes my hands my breath
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