i sit alone on my porch and watch the world burn
to cover itself in smoking clouds as strong winds churn
this heart smolders, enshrouded in grief’s final stage
an old book read as monument to another age

where sticks unchased will always be
pick’d up and drop’d as if in glee
where swimming with such serious strokes
begins and ends in water’s scope

where nose pets on a knee are felt
as greeting from a spirit dwelt
in harmony as furry guy
in heart holds of this saddened I

a last truckride to a resting tree
an honoring in memory
of quite the chip off the old shakti
now fly home dog, you’re running free.

Namaste mr bud

i pretty much expect to be running into mr chip someday soon. i imagine he’s done with the dog group-field and ready to differentiate out therefrom and begin individualization rather quickly.

byebye momma; fare well: ungrammatically correct in A##

a matriarchal irish tongue is stilled and in bardo bounding leaps
a motherless son’s eyes cloud away and thundering, he weeps
for father’s lost a mate of sixty-three years and seven weeks
for sisters and a brother who share together glistening cheeks

the words to trigger memories of growing solid life
are few and tinged with laughter and a stilling sibling strife
in layers comes unfastened and in gouts of drying tears
connect again these hearts in solemn joy of long lived years

toward those energies in motion and in memory’s delight
i send my heart’s full output into this momentary flight
of sounds of little import compared to the silence of love’s touch
as compassion embodied as configuration. I Love You very much.

Namaste Mother

Namaste Juliet

Good Morning Sacred Love

tomorrow is christmas
and then happy new year
what ever lives here in love
has nothing to fear

tonight opened early
joy’s presence so near
juliet is born
may god hold her dear

tomorrow is christmas
my love and my hopes
flow eddied in wonder
up steep icy slopes

may all who live easy
in harder days come
help others to be
in greater than sum

tomorrow is christmas
a sound taken flight
rings into this star field
a sharp blessed light.

Namaste Juliet
19:39 12 24 2010