Sunday, May 4, 2014

Friends

He's been to the jungle 
He's taken the drugs 
Led by shamans
He's seen the inside of his head 
     Expanding 
     Outward 

Now, one would hope, 
Some knowledge of 
     The heart 
Might be 
Forthcoming 
That the sky might 
     Open up 
Inside 

That he might see the heart 
Expand 
-The spiritual connection 
With -

There is no explanation for 
What he's done 
What he's seen 
But the size of the bugs 
Was obscene . . .

Am I jealous that some people 
Have the health 
To travel ?

I suppose . . .

But from what I've been told 
The greatest journey 
Is within -
The greatest test of courage 
Is to meet ourselves 
In silence 
And let God come in 
And be our friend 




Friday, May 2, 2014

Long Dresses

Reading about the 
"Good old days" 
When doors were opened 
For us 
And spring came gently 
With muslin skirts 
And flowery hats. 

Elegant carriages 
(But oh, the horses 
I do feel sorry 
For them) 
( and no antibiotics, 
What then?)

It boggles the imagination. . , 
But does make for a good story 
-Can't wait to see how it 
Ends 

She will undoubtedly hook up 
With the old lover she 
Is pining for 
And all will be sunshine 
Once again -

And I pine for you 
But for different reasons , . .
It is a different time 
I can come and go 
I have freedom 
I have rights 

The court can say 
He needs to 
Stay away -
I - as a woman -
Have every right 
To that !

And long dresses 
Would get old -
Real fast 

Monday, April 28, 2014

The Zen Bird

Wishing I could fly 
Not with feathers 
Not with wings 
But the spirit sort 
     Of bird 
It rises from the ashes of 
The mundane 
Of the everyday 
It soars 
It banks 
And sings 

It leaves behind 
All petty things 
It knows the way 
     To go 

The spirit bird requires 
Some attention 
     Now and then 
All sorts of cages 
Are made for it 
-Attempt to trap it 
     -To distract it 

I will tie 
A string around my 
     Finger 
To remember to remember 
In the midst of it all 
-All the clamoring, crying, sighing 
-All the silliness 
Of life 

The zen bird flies 
     Above it -
Now I need to 
Hitch a ride 

Transcendence

Trying to find an app. 
That is not connected 
A calendar that would be mine only 
Not one that would 
Notify google 
Of all that I do 
Can't find it 
We've gone beyond 
That sort of privacy
We no longer control our 
Own devices 
Someday my toaster will 
Rebel 
Will tell
On me 
My tv will look back at me 
And say 
Something critical 
I just know it will
Oh you look like you've gained 
A little weight dear
Gained a wrinkle and a 
Grey hair -
Where does it stop 
And do I care 
I have a certain resistance 
To it 
Thinking one might need some 
Privacy
But that's gone 
The eye in the sky is
Looking down 
But when I sit down 
It can't tell how deep I get 
It cannot know if I transcend 
- yet 

Sunday, April 27, 2014

Just One of Those Days

Just one of those days 
So tired 
And alone -
Relishing being alone . . .
Too tired to deal 
With people and their problems 
And their talking 
And their walking 
And their brains busy spinning 
Love them 
But
Every once in awhile 
It's one of those days 
And the ice cream truck going by 
Is too much! 

Need this space 
Need this time 

To rest and dream 
To get back In touch 
With the presence of -

I guess this means 
I am not a type A personality-
Maybe a type 
R- as in rest 
Or a type M
As in meditate 
- a type H 
As in hermit 

Please don't be the type that 
Walks to the store and buys chocolate. 
Oh dear - ! -

Where's my wallet? 

Saturday, April 12, 2014

Home Improvement

So now it begins again 
Begins again 
     In earnest 
     This time. 
Never 
I repeat, 
Never buy 
An old house -or-
A house of 
     Any kind 
Be content 
To rent 

One never owns a house 
The termites do 
They are the ones who 
Really prosper 
Here 
They are content -
And they pay no rent 
They sneak along in the floorboards 
And chew 
What a stunning existence 
     If you're into 
     That sort 
Of thing 
If you really like the taste 
Of wood 
Which they obviously 
Do 

She knows a guy -
Who knows a guy -
Who's really good at 
Ripping the heck 
Out of your house 

But first move everything -
Out -
Of the way -
Thirty years worth of 
Absolute necessities and 
     Treasures -
I need a nap
Just thinking about it -
I will need a vacation  
But 
Oh yes -
The Money will have been spent 
I will
Be camping on piles of 
     Stuff
Stacked in the yard 
Or maybe spend a night 
At the storage facility

What a great business 
Opportunity 
- camp with your stuff 
For a nominal fee -
Have a campfire 
In the old bar-be-que 
Burning books 
One can no longer read 
Because one 
Can't afford 
Glasses 
Anymore 

Foggy Zen

Saturday morning exercise class 
Why do I commit
To these things?
Alright, 
It's at noon 
But still. . .
Today we have overcast 
Which makes it seem 
Like 
Blah- 
There is a wind chill factor 
Which makes it seem colder -
There is also a fog factor
Which makes it seem -
Older 
Motivation seems 
Nonexistent 
-get up and go-
-zip- of any kind 
Hard to find 
Missing in non-action 
A-o-l 
-Without leave 
Absent -
Vacant- 
Zen - without effort 
Old age 
(And fog)
Have done it 
For me