No NO!!!! nO!!! NO!
I ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
Who am I what am I doing who are you where are we why why not good bad happy sad ….…. etc.. blah blah blah…. On and on … contemplation meditation identity existence consciousness…….
We humans have WonderJoy all over everywhere
Black bear, tiny hare, fun fair, thought/prayer, camel’s hair!
wonder monthly full moon’s phases
every few years an eclipse amazes
On occasion enthralled by rainbow
Sun light Moon light Star light soul aglow
Earth shaking fire spewing volcano
soul soothing music o’divertimento
green grapes yellow banana red tomato
Mother Theresa, Elvis, Michelangelo
backwards rationalization new neural pathways
reptilian brain memories evaluate holidays
So I think ponder of more because ……... I like to
numerous synergies neural oscillations do what brains do
It’s my brain for me – totally rad bitchin’ cool
imagine create ingenuous or ghoul volition retool
I’m choosing selecting willing picking deciding
love friends poetry peace and bicycle riding
such a miraculous overwhelming heaven or hell
wings of Angels/Devils…thoughts we choose where we dwell
Rapturousness of camaraderie, Delight of Solitude... ...............................
….please know I’d never want you to feel sorry for anything
you didn’t do
while you were doing anything else out of love……
wait - waiting wondering waiting anticipating
looking at a firecracker’s burning fuse
burst of joy gray clouds singing blues fun cruise
the fuse sputters another is lit then falls apart
waiting for joy – what will get that weight off her heart?
what even can that onerous burden be
dark furtive devious crushing abusively?
that weighs her down stifles her song
could it be God, no that would be wrong
whatever it is it is no small thing
as if all the Winters holding back Spring
If only the load could be lifted taken away
but it’s too pernicious and ready to betray
Its metastasizing while numbing the mind cloyed
what more painful than to see a friend’s joy destroyed?
Beaten back by those forces that cause soul death
I will fight for your release as long as I have breath
if you can in any way reach out and take my hand
as I’m forever reaching even as we crash land
It was a simple gesture. Nothing complicated, subtle,
covert, nor subject to interpretation or debate
loss forces reflection pain changes direction
inside depression outside aggression
where does balance lay truth and lies brings gray
as gnarled roots force into clay from above
heart of clay breaks as it smuggles in love
It was a simple gesture. Nothing complicated, subtle,
covert, nor subject to interpretation or debate
Not even worth remembering ……….. so why
so why do I
do so?
It was straight forward
It wasn’t quite anything one sees everyday though, or even often. But it was only a simple gesture
Just things of metal and cotton
ordinary things easily forgotten
Things verged needing
not yet bleeding
simple gesture
things in my pocket
just to see what you’re becoming
watching your singular soulful beauty
gently putting life light into cloth cover
It was a simple gesture. Nothing complicated, subtle,
covert, nor subject to interpretation or debate
A locker key and some ear phones
certainly not blood nor bones
only unexceptional objects of everyday use
easily understood, nothing anywhere abstruse
Merely a person detaching themselves from some earthly goods
going to run exercise unencumbered around some neighborhoods
But maybe, just maybe, time slowed …………… paused ...
a great multitude of usual predictable ordinary brought halt so much aligned
camouflaged in everyday routine
a singular focus on momentous thing unseen
It was a simple gesture. Nothing complicated, subtle,
covert, nor subject to interpretation or debate
Purely a place to store that which bothers one running freely
Yes, another’s pocket zipped secure must perform ideally
that’s all, work-a-day trivial nothing remarkable
Proper - not a thing explosive incendiary sparkable
Yet barely noticed or profoundly observed …………. there's what is simply beyond
words...beyond words to a place so beautiful the heart aches.
dreams dance
storms quelled
safe harbors dwelled
with you quickly finds me in a rarefied moment where tenderness in the future is a given
It was a simple gesture. Nothing complicated, subtle,
covert, nor subject to interpretation or debate
With the layers of clothes protecting my from cold
I could not even feel the placement
………...a simple gesture………………
Yet it held time still – still enough to draw the totality of your attention …… and for those seconds nothing else mattered to me
……. for what you put in my pocket only started as objects…
only started as objects….
things that took about nine seconds to secure
Nine seconds that stopped time
..as you took the focused intense action of securing them ……
…….. they became t r u s t …
..trust that went through my pocket into my soul where it remains ^
and will remain protected, defended, and held sacred until mine mortal shell releases its
life force
It was a simple gesture. Nothing complicated, subtle,
covert, nor subject to interpretation or debate
You are sick, you are well
You give up, you give 'em hell
You giggle and are gleeful
You're on meds with a refill
No reason to get out of bed
Loving each child breastfed
Living no limits bee bop boogie barrage
punish! more bars to cage self sabotage
I'll back up every other lover whatever you want – done!
I'll create caring your change...each breath, one by one
I'm dedicated to keep learning how to care
I beg you to trust me and your pain share
Doing my best please don't go far
I'm devoted to love wherever you are
I WILL NOT GIVE UP!
