2009

Sodden City

I walk in my city tonight
Dreaming steps in the halflight
We are comforted and instructed
By the rain that softly embraces
Everyone equally

Everything is covered with this
Warm coat of sentient wetness
That falls from the loving sky
Flowing over us into the
Ground below

To be honest, Earth the rain
Mingles with Earth the air
On its way to Earth the ground
Where it will stay until
It returns

My Earth, the sodden city
Is an equal part of it all
Its sharing of this event
Is my sharing, and the Earth's
Separately together

I am the Rain-Self
I am the Self raining
I am the Earth falling
I am falling on me
Aware tonight

I stop for a lifetime to observe
The water coursing down a wall
Of broken, and thoughtfully placed
White blocks that invokes thoughts of
Cliff dwellings

I flow with the living water
And I share the thoughts
Of the dwellers in this cliff-wall
On our way down to the river
We join

Moving for a moment of no time
I approach a small family
Of lilacs reaching towards the sky
Breathing in the rain and exhaling
Another story

The bushes tell me of children
Playing in the dark green shade
Of the leaves that perceive
And share in some endless summer
Years away

We, the lilacs, and the children
Act out our dreams with dusk approaching
Time for games to stop, no, to pause
Until we awake into the dreamlands
And continue

Just beside me, and worlds away
Cars swish by, lights dimmed
Drivers contend with the weather
Where are they going tonight
So wetly?

Tires hit puddles with a splash
The water lands on the grass
And runs back to the pool
Quickly, and eager to do it again
What fun!

Living water flows down the sidewalk
Gurgling softly as it reaches a drain
It swirls happily round and round
A whirlpool scattering a thousand shades
Of quicksilver

What dark mysteries might be known
On the secret trip through the tunnels
That give off into the river
Where water joins water, and joyously
Shares tales?

And me?  I find that I'm skipping
And taking notice, I stop
Outwardly, in case anyone is looking
But the Universe skips with me
Secretly, inside

4-4-2009

Fear and Ashes

At a certain place in the Home Dreamlands
If you take a left turn
And then make a wrong one
You may fall through a hole
And be obliged to address
Elements of Self you'd rather avoid

The most horrible beings I have ever seen
Confront me
Why am I not scared shitless?
They promise exquisite tortures
That will never end
But I forstall, by instigating
Actions that create change

Through the dark dimensions
They pursue me
In altered forms
Though the threat does not lessen
Strangely, I am not afraid
Effortlessly, though I can't explain
I am one step ahead of certain doom

I'm not sure if I need to own up
To the sins that have brought
These demons out of Hell
To claim my flesh and soul
So I say, "To Hell with you"

The visible scars of inhuman alterations
Mark them in ways that should be scary
But the quality of their intent
Scares me more because they insist
That I be like them

So easy to dance ahead this time
It's a hollow victory
Because I have skipped away
I did not address the reasons for
Their lurking and their persistence

My, how the unpleasant aspects persist
Even though I deny that they exist
Regardless of how heroically I resist
No matter how forcefully I insist
That these annoying spectres desist

Someday, soon, I will deal with this
I may have to make a scene
Flaming alight with earnest intent
I'll turn a corner and turn us to ash
And you just know I'll turn out to be

A clever Little Phoenix

7-4-2009

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