Monday, June 19, 2017

feelings
are not memories

and memories
are marks

like trails on a blackboard
that all fade

formed
from ghostly dust

what i recall
is in error

the moon
was not as full

a kiss
was just a whim

motions
set into other motions

marks
from other marks


Sunday, June 18, 2017

feelings are not memories / and memories are marks

feelings are not memories
and memories are marks

like trails on a blackboard
that all fade

formed
from ghostly dust

what i felt was invented
from a mind full
of desires

from a ego full of plans
tricks and traps

full of feelings



**


Saturday, June 17, 2017

corcoran / a country road

corcoran
a country road
hint of rain

talking
to a friend
about bliss

eternity

all around
wind blowing
golden hue

over farms
scatter of birds
across the view

in the now

where does
this world end
and heaven start

in equanimity
in corcoran
i do not know


**






Friday, June 16, 2017

on june 16 / blooms day we met

on june 16
blooms day
we met
over lunch
and i said
you should say
things in
the mirror
to show
kindness
to your
own self
like

i love you
i love you
i love you

then it
rained
as we
walked
to the car

each one
of us
with a
styrofoam
container
dotted
with drops



*

Monday, June 05, 2017

this poem for you

a poem for you

how we might
strive all day long
in solitude
but be unaware
of any loneliness

this means we are
well involved
in the work that
can make us closer
to others

opening our heart
to motivations
beyond hope and
fear

entering
a kind of
gratitude
after much
hard effort

calm vision
of the gifts
that follow

this poem for you

Sunday, June 04, 2017

You will drink me
If you keep driving too fast

तिमी मलाई पिउन गर्नेछ
यदि तपाईं धेरै छिटो ड्राइभिङ राख्न

Timī malā'ī pi'una garnēcha
yadi tapā'īṁ dhērai chiṭō ḍrā'ibhiṅa rākhna

Friday, June 02, 2017

June 2

darkness
going into darkness
after maintaining high hopes

what is done
is done to one's self
through the consolations of the self

these lapses
in the aim for temporary comfort
lead to the opposite and no reprieve

the dog returns
to his own vomit the singer to his song
the wind never stops blowing as the wind

**

June 2