Poetry

Transcendental paradigms, Mental leaves that fall as rhymes, Images imprinted in matter, A laser light-show of forms that are – Blinking beacons of immortality, In the darkened auditorium of the Uni-versity, Where the students are all looking for a sign, That there really is a trail that leads to the Divine. Motes of light bending slightly, The curves of Isis shining nightly, But too busy looking for a resurrector, The...

A curtain of silk hung on the stars,Your hair is my endless satin night,Jewels that sparkle from your brow,A diadem of shimmering pulsars,Constellations of your delight,Your Sun and Moon eyes open now.Blazing, fluorescent, hot and cool,Your eyebrows are a curving bow,The arrows feathered with your lashesFlick like larks above a pool,Fragrant flowered darts that glow,Your lily brow, the water rushes.Clouds roll up, your glowing cheek,Swans in flight, your curving ears,Your...

Once upon a time,Which is faster than you think,Two people fell in love,With just a smile and wink.Then to a far-off land,They flew embraced on golden wings,Through a portal in their hearts,For lovers get to do such things.Across the universeThey went, together in a blink,In a ship their love designed,Electric blue and pink.While there they fed on nectar free,In forests filled with fairy rings,And held each other endlessly,For true love...

When awake feels like dreamingAnd dreaming is not asleep,So, what is not is seemingLike what we have but can not keep.When knowing is a feelingAnd emotion is how we know,That what darkness could be stealingIs illumined by its glow.When holding is not having,So, giving is not a cage,Then we are not but less by halvingAnd the book turns with each page.When each moment is unfoldingAnd time is merged with space,Never...