Tuesday, October 13, 2015

The Library



-The library is quiet 
But the chair is hard
- the patron just beside me 
     Blows the nose with 
     Enthusiasm !!

There is a clock ticking 
In the hallway 
And time 
Has 
Slowed down . . .

This place must be 
A hundred years old -
Almost!

Note to self
Bring cushion
Next time -
And earplugs . . .

The librarian makes the rounds 
Every few minutes 
She may be lonesome 
     Sitting here 
All day with old books 
     And ghosts 
There must be 
     Ghosts . . .

Because -
This is not a public library but 
One which has much 
History of mysticism 
 And such
Madam Blavatsky must be 
Looking over us. 

Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Ascension

The cosmic wave 
From the core 
Of the entire galaxy
     Happened 
Ten minutes 
     Ago 

Darn 
Missed it !

This Ascension 
Is now in operation
Full bore 
As I drink my 
     Coffee . . .

We must work 
     Extra hard 
To find the light
     And share it

The powers that be 
     Might not 
Understand this 
     Because it is 
Within 
That it happens 

It is deep 
     In meditation that 
The blue light 
Becomes white light 
And I 
     Disappear 

Then there is only oneness
And bliss 
And I wish I could 
Stay there 
Forever 

But the old body creaks
     And the knees 
Squeak 
And I must 
Move about a bit 

Before I settle again 
To go again 
Towards the light 
     Within

Someone once said 
Something about -
If thine eye be 
Single 
Thy whole body 
Will be filled 
With light 

And 

He was 
Right !

Thursday, September 24, 2015

Planet X

So it's begun 
The end of the world 
     For some 
Except that 
Yesterday was 
     The day 
Sept. 23. 2015!

A meteor or comet 
     Or Planet X 
Or
Something 

Without TV -
     Utube is just -
Weird

I must remember 
What it was like 
To read a book -
     All that work -
Of 
Turning pages 
     And such 

And 
Try to find something 
Good -
Interesting and 
Not too gross or 
Sad or scary
And well written 
Where is this author?

And why don't I read 
All the books around 
Here 
Now is the time 
To read these things 
I have been saving 
For 
Just such 
A time 

But there is a tango 
Dance 
Tonight 
And 
The world hasn't ended so 
I Might
Go


Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Prayer for today.

Help me. Help me. 
Please 
Save. 
From those dopey people 
Who want to 
Control me. 

Prayer for today. 

Monday, September 14, 2015

Bad Weather For Ducks

We all woke up
     Today hearing a sound 
Miraculous
And
Wonderful 

Rain
Actual rain

Water !

Falling from 
     The sky !

How it got up there-
     In order 
     To fall-
I'm not so 
     Clear on-
Condensation 
     "They" say 
. . . Ok

But the problem is 
     It quit
After I went out to see it 
And everything

Just a little bit -
Just a tease -
As our lawns are dying and 
Our reservoirs are drying 

We need it to rain solid 
For a week 
Like it 
Used to do 

I can remember when
Lakewood would 
Flood
- Most likely that is why "they"
Called it 
That

Adobe soil
Would create seasonal lakes -
That the ducks 
Would 
Sit 
Upon

There was enough open land 
Then -
Not so 
Anymore 

Where ?
Are the ducks 
Going to 
Sit -
To repose -
On their way north 
Or -
South 
Or - wherever 
They go


Monday, August 31, 2015

Where is There?

Waiting. Simply 
Waiting 
Old. Old. Country music 
Playing -

Waiting 
To board the giant metal thing 
Which will hurl me 
Into the air 
Press me back into 
My seat 
And force a silent 
Prayer
From
     The best 
Of us. 

There are no atheists 
In foxholes
Or during 
Takeoff 
     I'll bet

If I don't die 
Of boredom first
 -Death by 
      Waiting -

They -
The engineers 
And ticket takers 
Say 
These things are 
Safe 
More so than 
The cars
And the trucks 
Driven by 
     the half-drunk 
          Rest of us!

Rushing here and 
THERE -

There we are -
-are we there yet ?

They say 
We are -
Or should be -
I feel vaguely guilty -
For never knowing 
What that was 
Or who they are 
Or 
Where is there? 

Saturday, August 29, 2015

Drama

Family gathering 
It's a good 
     Thing 
Repeat after me 
"It's a good thing" 

Thousands of dollars to 
     Get here 
To sit with people 
I don't know 
But 
They are good people. 
They will tell you so. 

How can I explain 
The fractured family 
And I -
Was on the other side 
Of the great 
Divide 

Left alone 
To survive 
As best one can 

There are so many stories 
I've never heard 
But that's ok 
I was busy -
Surviving 

Type A types 
Don't get it 
They can't let it 
Be -
What it is 

They must take life 
And wrestle it 
To the ground 
They have hearts 
      Which have 
Not been 
Broken 

Not stomped
And stood upon 
And laughed at 
And left 
And threatened
With 
Death 

Not to be too 
Overly dramatic but. -