Sleep like a baby

Forget who said what or what was wanted to be said.
Move around alot during the day.
Have someone or something soft and cuddly next to you.
Sensual soft somatic breeze enters, say thank you.
Invite amniotic dreams.
Smile, sleep like a baby.

the crack of light

when we leave the day of

            hopes and fears

we enter the soft night

            a dream field with its

sadness and resignation

only to wake and

repeat the cycle again and again

            until at last we stumble

upon the crack, the sliver

            of light which will

lead us home

Sleep

The world out         there        sometimes it doesn't exist

 

                  when the noose of night begins its quiet hold

        there is a ghost over your shoulder

and you, do not even know it

Fantastic Structures

I am not structure     nor am I form

But if I was I would be      A Fantastic Structure

One could walk me sideways      and climb my stairs upside down

My windows would be glazed with      Crystals from deep Bavarian caves

My womb would hide secret doorways     and be open on holidays

My pantry is not shuttered but open      for all to see the bounty I hold 

Steeples and Minarets twist and bend with the wind and clash with cumulus

Fragrant muted paint of Neroli decorates my 

consecration of concentric love mirrors 

who spiral round Thelonious towers and 

many stairs of Mourning Dove feathers

No gendarme guard me as my shingle is hung with an

 "Always open for business" sign

 that speaks pidgin english to all passersby advising them inmost

that what they see is  verite

I am not structure     nor am I form

But if I was I would be      A Fantastic Structure

Dark

winter solstice

                      shortest day of the year

turn off all the lights

supper is buttermilk pancakes

bathed in vanilla scented candlelight 

go to sleep early and dream divine

The Limp

There were eleven in all, three women and eight men. They all seemed unrelated. Some were tall others not so. Different ages, some overweight. A cross section of what, I couldn’t figure. But here’s the thing, they all limped. I turned and started to walk away from them. I picked up my pace but they were gaining on me. Why couldn’t I walk faster? It was then that I reached the gate. I turned to look back. They were almost up to me and they asked in unison, “Why are you still limping?” Sweating I turned and opened the gate. That was when I woke. The pain in my leg … the pain.

Salmagundi

Sleep until the sun shuts down the night
with baby like eyes turn to the velvet dark
roll back the years and be still
while magicians plow your future

All the What Ifs are in a box
to be taken to sea and set adrift
with the other What Ifs and Happenstance
the dispensary is now closed to thoughts

When you awaken and shake the vaporous sand
off your bed and take the first wooly step
look careful to joy and inquisitive natures
as the salmagundi has now been served

sep sep

ba deddy sep sep

ing cong gooly sep sep

ba deddy sep sep

siskel & ebert

sep sep

ba deddy sep sep

Ebert

sep sep

I'm a fool to want you

You are not happy to see me
your face pale
countenance ghostly

is looming

I have been here before
welcomed
at least lately tolerated

With your body burnt
to cinder
our playground exists
only in my dreams

In casual reverie I steal
those cinders and
put them on my mantle

covetous of your charred
hair and your ashen
sibilant lips
I'm a fool to want you

Hypnotic Trance

I will count down from ten to one.
When I reach one you will be
in a state of complete relaxation
and all sensations of pain
and discomfort will disappear.

10  close your eyes
9   let your body sink deeply
8   you are getting very sleepy
7   peace slides over your body
6   starting from your toes
5   there now let all tensions float away
4   good breath deeply
3   every breath moves you closer
2   to peace and relaxation
1   now you are at complete peace 

Sleep deeply and be refreshed and in tune with the world.

10 Thankful Things

1. When the baseball hit my face, it did not shatter my jaw
2. Lingerie
3. Fake fingernails
4. Seeing My Loved Ones in my dreams
5. Hair grows back even when you shave your head bald
6. The Great Spirit is my Co-Con-Spirit-or in all things Great and Small
7. The Crow hovers by my side patiently
8. On demand hot water
9. Books that I do not want to come to an end
10. The laughter my Bichi Poo brings into my life

float away

When I was 20 years old I had a dream. In the dream I am in front of the family church. A church I had attended my entire life.
I was familiar with every aspect of it. From the choir above where I used to kiss the occasional boy and sing the occasional "Michael row your boat ashore", to the pew below where my older sister would pinch my arms and pull off tiny bits of my skin while I was not supposed to scream out in pain, I knew this church.
In the dream I am in front of the church.  The Seuss like tree that I had played in and around for years is standing tall and prominent. My family is gathered about in front of this tree. I suddenly notice my Mother. She is standing next to me. She reaches her arm up and takes hold of a balloon. She ascends into the blue sky. She goes up so high I can no longer see her. She disappears.
I realize this is not a happy occurrence and wake up. I think: my Mother is going to die. In a few months I turned 21 and 6 days later she died. It was sudden and unexpected. The last time I saw her was on my birthday. As my gift, she gave me a coffee mug monogrammed with my initial. I kept the mug for years until the handle fell off and finally the entire thing disintegrated.   When I see balloons that have been set free in the sky with the thought to set free the spirits of the dead, I think of my Mother.

It can happen

It can happen
what you dream
can peel off from
your Corpus callosum
and differentiate.

The famous men
do it and live to feather
pillows with new wives.

Phil Spector did it by
mistake Robert Blake no
excuse Burroughs admits
to bad aim O.J. guilty
as sin Norma Mailer failed.