Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Dragged down by the
lagged out with the

Invented to relate
to spinning heavenly-bodies
projecting through
un-quantifiable spaces

(she was tattooed and;
-used a jockey shift
-ace shot with a 45

You didn't need to paint
wings on her
or sanctify anything
with a license

She could read the marks
on her
own soul

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Goddess Prophecies

So I never told anyone
but back in India during
the enlightenment days

(while meditating in some plush
marble room,
There were visions of building choppers
deep in my soul, after the
ego dissolved)

Now shacked up somewhere in Montana
good ole Western USA
working for HD

these strange visions are coming through
(Just waiting for prophecies given to me
by certain Goddesses)

Sunday, May 8, 2016

Joan Irene Charisse

She was lion hearted and
sword bearing
(raising up flowers to the
Painting wild orchids)

Nourishing the poet/artist
in me
Embracing the recklessness
and rage.

I soothed her pain with healing hands
When she looked at me she always
saw eagles wings,
and nothing else

Renee's Way

Many Doors will open
for you
Walk through the door of
The Lord.
(The mystical is the most


Sunday, April 24, 2016

The Day I heard that Prince Died

I was like,
Didn't I just see the
number 7 written in the sky

(didn't I just dream of my
cassette tape looping over
and over again on 1999)

Lost in the Purple Rain
How can I say goodbye
to a friend so close to my heart
I've never met

So I guess you wrote your own signature
of your soul
and they can all sing it now
(all the great ones)

Dear one
sweet one
you never spoke to us

Only in the music
God floating in your purple

Makes me want to find a lover

Sunday, March 27, 2016

Journey of the mystic
is one of aloneness

stretching forth into
omnipotent nothingness

Where are stars to guide
where has ecstasy gone
shredded down a black
Do you know the old you
are you someone new now

Transitioned from another time
I keep referring back to the 70's