impending doom

psychic twin,
you said i was the bitter end -
do you feel my pain?
i press my palms to yours
and radiate energy
and you are gone
and I am all alone out here.
french lilac blossoms
a month late.
i feel the green against my skin
with grey skies sinking
into shallow graves
i dig.
what pounds bloody red
like a heart?
a rose,
in rock bed,
trampled by sin.

no one

no one loves art anymore
no one cries
for the sake of sensuality
no one understands
when my eyes flood with tears
i am experiencing some great love
hidden
from the depths of my soul.

prophetic dreams

you were angry and arrogant
the rooster denoting
a bad man
whose words are trite
but when we toured my home
and all its rooms we found
a pool
still and serene,
in mutual awe we stood
but did not swim.
certainly symbolizing
the depths of my subconscious
you would unearth great fears
of abandonment when,
the flood of your lies and
true colours shone
like the coral jowls swaying on your soft, pale chest
and as the torrents of rain flooded the field
my beautiful house came down.
following the explosion
there was a great fire
and i would not get near.
then,
an old lover spoke to me -
you are like a child.

freedom

is knowing you have the power
to dismantle any
other ideas people have
of you

jowls

yes i have it now
she points her finger in the air
i know it, i have it
you are a rooster
yes you are a PROUD COCK
indeed
she tilts her head back
in ecstasy
you have got to be kidding me
and all the colours
are angry

showing faces

you are
showing faces to me
letting faces go
shifting into cowards
i have your light
in my hand
of uninterrupted desires
i feel that
last dream
showed your true colours

meditations on stillness

there is something to be found, in a state of pure meditation, so priceless and divine that i wonder if it can ever be manifested in reality. who so often practices such stillness? when is one so honest? here i find a compassion true to the soul, a love unconditional, a peace and tranquility so ethereal and serene, only nature in its highest glory can imitate it. unadulterated Truth, in its manifest universal, tempers those ego drives which distract us from our true purpose. what work have we left to do? i long, restless and unsatisfied. is it for love? is it for freedom? is it for the work true to my soul? of course - i long to satisfy my spirit's journey, to break down the brick walls of the ego, to embrace you even when i am angry. and in those states of pure meditation i have found a Great forgiveness, a forgiveness that is impossible during waking moments. i have embraced all of you who have hurt me, unintentionally or not, you who have betrayed and abandoned me. i have cried, i have cried tears of pure joy sending you my loving energetic embrace. explosions of contempt; of fear, of jealousy, of losing control. but then again i am dragged back into the confines of reaction and i find my ego reasserting its power. my humanity mocks me. i am being tested! the ego must dissipate into stillness. i will find a place with Real Freedom. and then i will rest; satiated, tired, alone - with Love.

falling

i am falling
into a great
still body
a soft eruption
(awake)
bathing in
your moonlight