Years turn into melodies
dancing dreams that once I held close.
Subjective sentences tell me
they never happened.
All is new, as if
it never was.
Category Archives: zen poems
…the mouse…
The mouse never wavers, but waits at the door, hungry for
the touch of turmoil that will set his heart ablaze.
You are the mouse…. You are the door…. You are the turmoil.
Watch that you know whence it comes.
…to a tail…
It must be wonderful to have a tail…
to issue comments from the back of me…
and wave away irritation.
To send tidings of trust….
and messages of wisdom to the stars.
…a choice…
…Either you can slit your throat,
or you can get your shit together.
…shameless…..
Purple panties on a line,
shamelessly
showing off their seams, never wondering
if they are fat, or if
the neighbors might see.
…windows
Windows of my house, windows of time,
windows of opportunity, windows to my soul.
All eyes to the other, to the places that aren’t here,
to another time, another there.
….time
Long lost lives preview things long lost.
Time is an ever ending illusion, bound to land you
laughing to yourself, and
dreaming of dust.
…today
Just remember….
“……Tomorrow the sun will come up…….. and you never know what the tide might bring in…” from ‘Castaway’.
zap oracle tells it…..
you will Love this person….. or not…..
http://www.zaporacle.com/beware-the-hungry-whirlpools/
ZAP ORACLE AMAZES ME EVERY TIME!
ah, love…..
Hold my hand, and I will know that I am god.
Touch my hair, and I will walk with you through blazing horses
set on trampling our delicate bodies.
Smile, make my life worth living forever and a day.
You may be simple, but you’re nice.
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