River Song

Tonight our Pilgrim sleeps under velvet skies As we count the days since the caravans have departed winter’s rite He finds his beloved in a hundred murid images The clues hiding deep in these crossed roads of a poet’s second-hand notebook.

Home

In reality, the house was rather small. But it’s enormous in accordance with the memories of my youth as it was the first house I actually remember calling home. Things always seem bigger and grander when the past is taken in by reminiscence under the disguise of myth.

Mysticism Of The Grail

Joseph of Arimathea took from the Vessel a host made in the likeness of bread. As he raised it aloft there descended from above a figure like to a child, whose countenance glowed and blazed as bright as fire; and he entered into the bread, which quite distinctly took on human form before the eyes […]

What Is Needed… Hope, Love, Faith

“I said to my soul, be still and wait without hope, for hope would be hope for the wrong thing.” While reading a book of essays from Andre Dubus, I happened upon a piece of advice given him that has stayed with me, “don’t think about what you want; think about what you need.” And […]

Daydreams of Shiva

 A poem about the eternal… In domestic environs So sweet but so numb I think you have sought A dance with my thoughts My thoughts that lay deep In the deepest of sleep. You came from a void And not just for naught

The Snake and the Lion

I was gazing intently in the direction of a screen door in the kitchen of a rustic house; observing, as though I were a sentinel on duty, the backyard enclosed by a tall white fence. The house seemed unfamiliar but at the same time, something deep inside told me I knew this place. Outside stood […]

Changes 2 Nimbus

You saw the raven sitting on a tree by the street light and multiple sets of sequential numbers following you like a lead balloon tied to your ankles. Signs are flying fast across the cosmos after what seemed an eternity. So it’s time to meet the challenge, as in Bowie, turn and face the change.

Mindfulness and Amnesia

We live in the past contemplating bygone eras painted in happiness or sadness like scenes from an old movie… a wishing well of regret or yearning sailing an unsettled sea. This is the world of things we should have done, could have done but in the end, we couldn’t for we acted from a different awareness […]

Jung, the Trickster & April Fool

The Joke… A man’s told by a voice to sell everything he owns, go to Las Vegas with the money and play blackjack at Harrah’s.  He does this and loses everything. In anger, he cries out to the voice, “you tricked me“, upon which the voice answers back, “damn”. Carl Jung said at the time […]