Monday, August 31, 2009

dreams @ 7,000 ft. (pt. i)

(fluffy kitten)

in a building, i find a tiny, fluffy gray kitten, then lose it among the rooms. walking outside and down the sidewalk, in the late afternoon sun, i look up and see the kitten perched on a ledge at the top of the building, two stories up. suddenly, it leaps into the air, legs outstretched and falling, lands heavily on my chest. it's claws dig in to my skin and hold on tight.


(flying scooter)

i am in the house of family friends from fifteen years ago. they are having a party. my son is there, too. feeling as though i don't belong, i walk out into the suburban neighborhood and am suddenly zooming along on a segway scooter. someone is holding on to my back, perhaps my son, or my shadow self. the scooter picks up speed, going rapidly through a wooded park and i hold on to the handles for dear life. nearing a set of descending steps, we accelarate and ramp off the top step high into the air. gliding, i look down and realize we are way too high to land safely. i reach for the willowly tree branches to break the fall, but they are just out of reach. as we careen upside down, hundreds of feet up, i realize that i don't have to fall. it is then that we begin flying through the air in a cascading rhythm of ebb and flow.


(grandmother's apartment)

i am visiting an apartment owned by my deceased grandmother. she is there and alive, but feeble. she has leased the space to three college-age guys, who do not want me there. i tell them i am only visiting and will leave by the end of the day. at that point, they leave me alone and i walk over to the open door and lean against the door frame. closing my eyes, i go into a deep, meditative trance, my third eye firing in rushes of brilliantly colored fractal patterns, eventually coalescing into a deep saturated blue circle. then, a sense of leaving my body (or going deeper in) as heavy rhythmic vibrations begin thumping inside.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

* awareness (in/finite) *

heavy clouds roll across blue mountain tops
internal conflict of the human mind
wind whispers through resin flaked branches
piercing insight into my own weakness
staccato rhythm of rain on cemetery grass
anger builds gradually, exploding outward
the valley below, a scene of unspeakable beauty
feeling the emptiness of the miles between us
the play of shadow and light across pale earth

having lunch with jesus carrying the cross
luminous green of sun infused catalpa leaves
coasting downhill on an empty tank
a shaft of moonlight slicing down the wall
the presence in absence of your body

vibration of earth through stone floor night
the sad refrain of a guitar in an empty room
gutted mesas slowly tumble to ground below
stars flicker high above in the night sky

everything and no thing all at the same time
the sticky sweetness of purple sage in your hand
deities staring impassively at time's procession
lying in the dark on a bed of raw cotton
the faraway glow of a distant city beckons
a dim and constant fire burning deep inside
an elusive place where no cliche exists
inked skin peering out from soft hidden folds
a dark quietness of ancient depth and splendor

Wednesday, August 5, 2009


Alternative forms of dopamine
Beautiful yet weary
Connective tissue connecting
Dreams of flying
Entire nations swallowed, the
Fullness of time
Google maps lie, an
Hopeful rebirth
Illusionistic time
Justice with mercy, a
Kiss for luck
Losing track of things
Mysterious ingredients
None of the above
Oil and water mix
Potty training progresses
Quixotic endeavors ever
Reigniting the spark
Scenarios, both real and imagined
True, sort of
Under the water
Violent equilibrium ensues
Where to begin
Xeriscaping the future
Young teaches old
Zen unfolding