N.ae.d.A. bean

I was a ghost

Wed, 02 Jan 2013 10:27:25 -0500

I was a ghost in your house
we hummed about nectar and searched for all the flowers
what once were blooming all around
now became but a thorny track that ran up all the walls

I was a ghost in your house
forever haunting the trim like rusty locomotives and
crash-landing 747’s into piles of rose-bush-thickets
beautiful and asphyxiating.

I was a ghost,
wishing breathlessly, hoping sleeplessly,
loving thirstily, yearning hungrily,
in your house,
a warm hallow where we wrote,
a happy grove where we spoke,
but not a peaceful place where we could simple be
in love.

I was a ghost in your house
and now I’m only home.

Union with the divine

Mon, 31 Dec 2012 10:05:22 -0500

Union with the divine

between your lies, dude

Fri, 28 Dec 2012 00:44:13 -0500

read between the lines
lover sister brother
to find the hidden
razor

it was there because
i didn’t want to hurt you
i put it there to
cut you

i’m just trying to
help you with my
harshness

can’t you read?

Yot

Thu, 27 Dec 2012 14:38:39 -0500

In the dark, a clang shuttered across deaf eyes as light bore out of enigma. Generations in the shadow elevated moonlight into brilliance unconscionable: a blight cast over the homeland that was this underworld called Yot.
The warmth of weird touched gently the skin of these creatures in Yot. Each of them with skin keen to each-other’s homeostatic kinship felt the otherworldly warmth of moonlight and shuttered.
One, a woman, arched her neck from the belly of the stone, clutching the opposite buttock of her lover, and howled. Her lover, a man, responded: touching her nape, rising to kneel, and spitting on the ground before him. He barked sonorously, begging the universe for answers. What could it mean?
An older man, trembling, approached the source of the light, attempting to open something on his person, in his face. His hands touched the orbs lying in his skull, and he rejoiced as the layer of skin over them split—he saw.
The elder cheered to the others, “open your eyes! open your eyes!”
Slowly, and with great caution, the lovers touched each-other’s faces and found the long buried orbs.

apology

Thu, 27 Dec 2012 14:15:21 -0500

the gift you’ve given
to me this winter
could have never been
so sweet and bitter
if it hadn’t come this winter
when our hearts
we smote

bitten by moths our
woolen leaks our
warmth but you are kind—
kind enough—to prescribe
some of saint johns wart
for the wind and cold
we coxe

from this, our hearts,
freezing bitter and sweet
this winter: such a gift:
“here is the knife,
here is the blood,
here is the bleeding,
and here—here!—

have this:
a clot.”

Photo

Mon, 24 Dec 2012 18:52:00 -0500

o little bird i love you

Mon, 24 Dec 2012 18:33:00 -0500

that sound sprung seemingly
from the beating bucolic
that blubbers blusteringly.

thrilling trill agitating audibly
ambient, ardently, o auspiciously,
o in service to a steady drum,
i love you, your feathery
hands. i love you, your
magnanimous heart!

i never saw you, but i like to
believe you saw me, and
reading from a heartbeat
sang: ‘i love you, i
love you! o do remember,
that i love you!’

Love Was

Mon, 24 Dec 2012 09:40:10 -0500

Once I read a flower bloom
Pacing small and lightning rooms
grounded—
Space over swelling petals burn
the animated emptiness
I extend myself into the words and
like a moth fly from the light
is
empty darkness.

Love was a knee
let backward in braces.

For once I read a flower budding
for long brontide realized burning
pain—
hallow in the sound of eminent din
the animated emptiness.
I recoiled of cringing-knowing
so fallen, I flew serpent-like
into fire
and burned.

The Feeling of Weightlessness

Mon, 24 Dec 2012 09:33:00 -0500

Blue-awareness ever-present
secret hung leaflet bowl filled
so sure and lame and lame-
tongued to bondage denote
boundlessness.

Get free

Sat, 22 Dec 2012 09:53:26 -0500

Get out with love
And please do return
If you feel you have to
Just please do return

Get out with your profound
WOWness haloed golden lamb
Get out without your parts of me
All sold to keep the land

About my fortress
wide and tall
Stay out and love my soil

Get out and cultivate
cool dry smooth
grass and cabbages and flowers

Get out and roll down my
hills

Get out and bathe in my
streams

Get out and bask in my
sunlight
on my
rocks
on my
mountains

Get out and be

And never be afraid
to return to me
please

Get out

get free

For Ashes and Leaves

Mon, 17 Dec 2012 14:55:09 -0500

Over the lines distinguishing hope and fear,
An enormous oak always burns.

The leaves ember, red ash flies, and
All ways calm.

Forever:
the oak burns alive
over all hope
and fear.

Experiment

Sat, 15 Dec 2012 20:42:24 -0500

I’ve never felt so vulnerable in my life.

IALH
HAIL
LHAI
ILHA

PRITHUM
MPRITHU
UMPRITH
HUMPRIT
THUMPRI
ITHUMPR
RITHUMP

KUNDALINI
IKUNDALIN
NIKUNDALI
INIKUNDAL
LINIKUNDA
ALINIKUND
DALINIKUN
NDALINIKU
UNDALINIK

Thank you, Shakti.

S A R A B
B S A R A
A B S A R
R A B S A
A R A B S

I A L H
H I A L
L H I A
A L H I

A D I
I A D
D I A

I love my strengths and my weaknesses.

Law, v. v.,

Sat, 15 Dec 2012 20:33:31 -0500

Live up to it already: the word means will;
the world means do the word.—Sol

ar’
Ays begat water, here.
Here is the water: the water means love!

I don't know; I'll take the break

Sat, 15 Dec 2012 20:30:10 -0500

Yellow-dead foliage litters winter. notes
From GOD left in the bitter notes
From GOD: home elapsed into the temple.
Old PAPER in the snow; Can I transcribe?
Old PAPER in the home; Could I recollect?
Can we still be NOW?—Where?

Thither I flow through
sepia stones.

An’on.

And yes.

Dispersal of Praise To Thee To Thee!

Fri, 14 Dec 2012 19:36:22 -0500

Dispersal of Praise To Thee To Thee!

Aloha, Eloha (an Aubade)

Thu, 13 Dec 2012 16:12:29 -0500

Two drops of pleasure into dawn-sigh open eyes—yes.

Black drops into the eyes reflect our amazing—
warm-soft, smooth comfort-expression—
understanding that love only is, was and shall be—YES.

In two drops, quicksilver, the world bursts alive.
Light streaming river splashes around our feet—
Four drops of gold—
Yes!

i love your poetry!!

Thu, 13 Dec 2012 15:58:09 -0500

Thank you so much! You have a beautiful page. Do you as no one else ever could.

CC, or Lililoly

Mon, 10 Dec 2012 14:46:14 -0500

Light, life, love and liberty
through and through endless epiphany
on and on soar synchronicity
testament to timeless serendipity

Return, return, return…

Mon, 10 Dec 2012 01:20:57 -0500

Return, return, return…

Bluegrass

Mon, 10 Dec 2012 01:20:18 -0500

Epiphany like this
like the word Aoi
Blue sky
Green grass
or growing turnips
Don’t pluck me yet,
I’m only just beginning to
form oh light over me
washing out the past
pulling in home, home home.
Epiphany like bluegrass
music to the ashen
moth
rediscovering the flame

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