Monthly Archives: December 2017

Dance of shadows

In the shadows You are dancing On the rhythm of a music That is not that of your soul   You know that And yet you are dancing still For you’ve understood liberation Comes from trusting your shadows   After

Dance of shadows

In the shadows You are dancing On the rhythm of a music That is not that of your soul   You know that And yet you are dancing still For you’ve understood liberation Comes from trusting your shadows   After

Interweb solitude and telepathy

The beauty of the little red light that turns on Of the little number indicating you’ve received New likes, new comments, new messages No, you’re not alone, not alone In this dark endless empty galaxy There’s still a little bit

Interweb solitude and telepathy

The beauty of the little red light that turns on Of the little number indicating you’ve received New likes, new comments, new messages No, you’re not alone, not alone In this dark endless empty galaxy There’s still a little bit

Winged serpent

A centipede snake With a knot in his throat Stepped into my drawing   I know he has something blocked in his throat Because I can feel it in mine too When I’m drawing the contained outburst of colors there

Winged serpent

A centipede snake With a knot in his throat Stepped into my drawing   I know he has something blocked in his throat Because I can feel it in mine too When I’m drawing the contained outburst of colors there

Vanishing wisdom

Each day that passes is like a new life I live I accumulate knowledge and wisdom That seems to be lost in the next morning haze   How to stop wisdom from vanishing How to wake up in the morning

Vanishing wisdom

Each day that passes is like a new life I live I accumulate knowledge and wisdom That seems to be lost in the next morning haze   How to stop wisdom from vanishing How to wake up in the morning

Winged poetry

Poetry can be lighter than a feather A winged seed riding the spring wind And transparent as a marble found on a sunny beach    

Winged poetry

Poetry can be lighter than a feather A winged seed riding the spring wind And transparent as a marble found on a sunny beach    

Darkless

Darkless Midsummer night I can’t close my eyes Because of all the light Filtering in My mind    

Darkless

Darkless Midsummer night I can’t close my eyes Because of all the light Filtering in My mind    

Trust life

Trust life To clear your way When it’ll be time And you’ll have understood The lessons You’re still learning   Trust life To guide you Toward the dearest dream Of your heart   Trust life And stop torturing yourself Accept

Trust life

Trust life To clear your way When it’ll be time And you’ll have understood The lessons You’re still learning   Trust life To guide you Toward the dearest dream Of your heart   Trust life And stop torturing yourself Accept