Giving Thanks to being thankful 11/26/09 6:57 PM

Thankful for the ability to learn.
Thankful for how precious you are.
Thankful for saying the word Thankful over seven times.
Did you know the bible only mentions the word thankful seven times.
I am the receiver of your giving.
To become a giver is to receive the gift.
Today they celebrate the mutiny of Americas masquerade.
Salvation sacred service surrendered for our sanctity.
Our meaning American men and women challenging growth.
Scared from the get go the ghetto the darkness of the forest.
Forging forward forgiving these sins we where taught to share.
Under the layers of dirt under the forgetful fallacy of fear.
For the founding fathers I salute their emancipation.
The burning eyes of the original settlers I provide my tears.
From England the land of angles call me home.
Beyond the pillars of Hercules melting through the last ice age.
I write poetic letters to my love as the sun sets casting shadows.
We climb mountains together, and sleep under the Stonehenge.
Share the same glass as it spills into our garden.
Treat each other the way we want earth to be treated.
Travel the galaxy beyond bed room walls.
Happiness the voice of love. I am married to that voice.
I found her sitting at a coffee shop in Copenhagen.
She was writing me a letter in Hungarian.
How incredible it felt to watch her attention to detail.
My father’s cursive handwriting is so beautiful.
In Copenhagen mothers leave their babies outside of the coffee shop.
My families heritage is full of crusaders.
I hold space for the moors.
I have two grandmothers their maiden name’s are Bosworth and DeCarli.
After taking a walk today I had the sudden feeling of complacency.
I had a talk with the chattering man in my memory.
He quickly become aware of his act the messenger of the Gods.
Guide of the dead and protector of merchants, shepherds and so on.
He is Mercury.
Left hand holding the Caduceus a tool used to stir the pot.
The melting pot full of candle wax and positive reactions.
I am sufficient I am Hermes.
Chivalry inspires me.
I watched my image reflect off water, ripple and become a women.
I pulled the sword from the stone and wrote on the emerald tablet.
I created ancient text that lead toward today.
Easy with all the concepts and meanings.
I am you writing a letter about us.
We are shifting wind under the arms holding up the wings.
Our feathers are lined in diamonds hand picked by father time.
Mother earth speaks for me, she directs my language.
She looks beyond my grammar and spelling.
Laughs at my serious intention and then surprise me with her intellect.
Thankful I am.

Walking on the Clouds 11/20/09 3:32 PM

So let me ask you a question.
Have you experienced peering down at the clouds.
Walking in a circle admiring the meaningless,
Structure of formality.
Productivity sure can help fill you up.
What creates the pull.
Drive me toward the end of the road.
Turn me around these feelings transpose.
Healing chords of disenchantment.
We are privileged to have the ability to play.
As my circle expands at a tremendous rate.
It at the same time becomes smaller then it has ever been.
Good bye, say hello.
What would make a treasure hunter stop hunting.
Who is the creator of this gorgeous nature.
guilt trip.
Pay attention now more then ever.
Become a grandmother of your own choices.
Sitting alone in the silent walk way of opportunity.
Take care of your creative child self.
Surprise that imagination of yours.
How they ask me how can we do that.
Just look outside of the box.
What box the box of normality.
Sensuality with your senses.
Dig keep digging find the treasure then give it away.
And dig up another one.
Why Act like we don’t have the ability to continually expand.

Soul Gyration 11/14/09 1:54 PM

In motion, talkative, moments, silence.
Natural Un-cultivated Rows of soil.
Purplish cold.
Translucent secure seconds strength.
Again strength winged lioness sent sentient being.
Direction reaching the ending of beginning.
Then beginning the ending while reaching the direction.
Walking with grace and ease.
Patient prepared eyes of acceptance.
Overzealous love test impressing ones own self.
Sit back in to the passenger seat pilot.
Unraveling a time-lapse.
Knitting intricate fabrics in between breath.
Soliloquy silhouettes suggestions gestation again.
Wizardry mental telepathy.
Soul teleporting.
Its like a phone give it some time it will work.
Work it out if you don’t have the time.
Call up the phone once time is up.
Left on off with the ring tone ringing.
Resist temptation what’s temptation anyway.
Dripping sweat resettling against your chest.
Impressions left from only a slight bit of pressure.
Moon light reflecting off the sunsets rays.
Dawn of a new night.
Layer upon layer of growth.
Hour long conversations about fun.
Running under the power of possibility.
Her name is Liberty she is blue eyed with blond curls.
She listens great even does tricks for us.
Come and get it beckons the boss of the town.
Its that snowflake Singularity.

I know 10/27/09 11:01 AM

I know how it feels. I have been through the same as you.
I roll around in the same mud,
My hands cling to the same substance.
I know how it feels, I have been through the same as you.
Hold space, intangible hold it with me.
Let us share our memories of meteor showers across the sky.
Come closer to me I love watching you take on new form.
Do not be afraid you are safe. You are safe one hundred percent.
Look, know one knows what is going on.
We do not have the slightest idea.
Our energy is circular can you notice that.
When you awake do you feel thankful for your connection.
The connection that has been providing you all you need.
All you ask for you shall receive.
It happens like this as we fly above the sea of green forest.
Transition, death is a common misinterpretation.
Typing in direct lineage to your thoughts.
Ideas mysteries that only make time and take it apart.
Hearts inside on it. Onsite lit up in on it. Outside again.
Of course the raccoon sacrificed his medicine.
Scorpio corresponding dream operation.
Not a operation as in like painful invasion.
Or a obstacle jumping jungle gym struggling equation.
Moments of memory a mummy reflection.
True testimony of momentary sudden action.
Heart directs we reply respond with clarity.
Courage before comfort.
Comfortable being courageous.
Cornered by conflict contrast counteract.
Some down size to a minimum view.
Re write the free fall . Never did jump.
How high part three while she was wearing pumps.
She can hold her balance while on High heels.
On a hovering space craft awaiting departure.
What Part of the oldest trick in the book is the element of surprise?
Hind sight like five plus feet high over there.
Strength to be galactic again.
Hiking down the street up the chorus around the corner.
Calling back to the call from before.
California can you hear me.
She wrote the directions in a detailed manner.
Natural and productive.
A hue of shifts formulate for us.
A huge mission completed.

Take it So Serious 10/1/09 7:55 AM

Along came a spider, wiser then the geyser.
Born in Yellowstone and hollow be they name.
Tree stump look a like blessed to clean the air.
Automatic happenings incredible with care.
Sweat serenity swallowed by the sand.
Memories of growing up adapting to the land.
Wrong was once right, now some right is wrong.
Took to lefts looked back and they where gone.
She left me a letter that repeated in my head.
Like a chorus from a song with the words that you said.
Prophecy of property being born then sold.
Detoxify the toxins that swim around the soul.
Molten mafia manic strength.
Intoxicated melody while the appendix sinks.
Teach the children what the elders taught.
While teaching the ancients the secrets of a tender heart.
Lets take a excursion to the moon and back.
Fade to black, light blue fluorescent memory.
Selected sand castles made in the rain.
Focus like a potter on a wheel that never spun.
Absolute lead way with a ticket for the train.
Purity early on knocking on your door.
Window shopping for windows.
How much for the man in the mirror.
The lady looking back, made your lips quiver.
Made plate is what they deliver.
Lyrics that linger of course its bigger.
Kitty cat chasing the coat tail.
Fan mail saved, like a pen pal.
The mice saved the world,
Music about sunflowers.
To strong for working out.
Epic, louder then ever, bigger and better.
Remember the smile.
The intensity of touch.
Just a look, lick like oh really.
Might have been to intense.
Lets do that again, soon.
Promise its based in honesty been cultivating.
Holding the weight of thousands of soldiers.
Live the path chosen by the designer.
Accurate archetype of Egyptian royalty.
Took time to stack the wood pile.
Chop the tree limbs up.
Visit your parents alive and in Love.

Expanding your Expression 9/28/09 8:19 AM

Feel free to admire, take in become.
Expand, that’s what we are here for.
We experience the most when we allow,
What is your limit the furthest you have gone.
Sand clinging to your sweat covered legs.
Sitting with ancient spirits reminding you of your beauty.
Speaking in lost languages returning for future conversation.
As I float away in to the clouds,
Let my body become again as it once was.
Unformed, formless limits that can only be passed.
The idea of the seed.
The structure is in place.
The preparation has taken lifetimes.
Angelic guides that have sang their song.
Wings reaching out for wind to carry them home.
Surprise, thanks for caring reading, breathing.
Your skin surrounds me, so close to touch.
Impermanence cloud’s covering the moon.
It may only be a speculation of the mine that I share.
Redundant then, collective thought builds our bridges.
We walk along twisted turns where horses use to play.
Feet covered we run bare.
Our breath takes us so deep.
Beyond the core of our memory,
Where only Soul can speak.
Beauty felt like a butterfly kiss.
Humming bird sing to me. Tell me your secrets.
I know your share with those you pass.
Experience this for a moment.
Fantastic relaxation,
Tell me about your turbulence.
Let your unbalance balance me.
No need to speak, names are equivalent to snowflakes.
Mysteries that intrigue deep breaths.
Hands with treasure maps placed in the palms.
Allow my ego to dissolve in such a way,
That I will be ready to learn the new language.
The twirling stars patterns that erode on contact.
Your universal beauty reflects constant.
Deep Longing to allow this to take place.
After awaiting the reconnection.
Where your expectations taken care of.
Did all the pieces you saved up fit.
Falling in parts along the dotted lines.
Hands filling with energy.
Lungs cupping the heart.
Seems like cupid took some time off from work this week.
Time to go on a date,
Kindred soul-mate who only made eye contact.
Carrying a two ton school book to drop on an egg.
Harmless meteor metaphysical poem on a Monday afternoon.
Far off in the distance if you where to really look.
I wonder what you would see, stop the reading.
And focus on the up incoming.
That which has taken place before,
Rest assured when its time to choose your answer will come through.
As the planet earth accelerates leaving no time to waste.
Waste builds up, but the human species have ideas.
New unborn, not yet thought of ideas.
Ideas that will change humanity.
Come out from your cave, hibernation time is over.
Become the bear inside strong willing warrior of light.
Experience again and again.
Choose to use the tools you where given.
Learn them if you have yet to.
Ask your heart, it speaks in a beautiful voice.
The voice of angels, the symmetry of the moon.
Ever changing patterns align with our imaginations.
I am a tool to use if your building your home.
A strong stable to lean upon along the dusty road.
A house in the hills with extra rooms.
Rooms to gather and spread out.
Spacious space that fills with harmony.
Scents that can trigger your soul to reflect.
No matter the location or the plot of the story.

Coloring In The Capsules 9/15/09 11:22 AM

Allow my intention to align,
All aspects that my imagination can fathom,
Clouds colored in with brilliance and truth.
Corporation heart and core matrix.
Let the dead bury their dead,
How deep is that.
Dinosaur temptations.
Direct recycled certainty.
Service beyond that which could ever be expected.
Words over flowing with potent meaning.
A spokesman is being emotionally freeing.
Successful surrender to competitive ego.
Shadow of a red tail hawk,
Colors blending creating a newness.
A tube of open source energy.
Dissolving in soft hands of your mothers creation.
Having no anticipation for expectations.
Annually climbing the staircase.
Impressed by the lack of pressure placed on us.
A structure so solid in its foundation,
Only through certain brain waves we can enter.
Sound communicating with our subconscious.
Science is boggled,
Transverse over the flocculent tangibility.
Melody loudly allowing others to repeat.
Walk with, talk in a accent of love and compassion.
Acting upon the unfolding direction.
Intermeshing in and out of turns.
Think about how far we spread our selves out.
From the permanence of an earthly tree.
A nurtured by nature plant of seed.
We now are becoming galactic,
What was once abstract and feared.
Is now supplying the magic.
The reaction of cosmic infrasonic sounds.
Below audible frequency beyond the milky way.
Flower essence, A Goldcrest songbird loves you.
Euphoric, Galapagos tortoise soaring through the ocean.
Oranges with a twist of grape flavor.
Explicit, independent variables.
Very strong opinions on the answer.
Color coated question mark lollipops.
Sweet-grass and bamboo bracelets.
Racks of radical books on zymology.
Fermentation,
Critically acclaimed meditation.
Having released the attachment to self gratification.
Released meaning remembered,
And forever embracing.

Water temperature 9/14/09 6:20 PM

Present epic gifted moment.
The train lights are facing forward.
Short hair low cut corner fade.
Organic apple field, pleasant view.
Orchards of orchids.
So deeply in love with the immaculate twist.
Feed the jackrabbits carrots and bits.
Here it is,
Trumpets above the fire light,
Candles floating in tin cans of water,
A longer pause then the warming ocean.
Hands pulling from under up against the cup.
The crest, the iron rod of Horus placed against the chest.
Heavy eyes like mountains light lashes lift morning butterflies.
May the void be filled with creators excitement.
Floating above the cold moist grass.
The warmth of your foot,
The impeccable path beyond synchronistic chromosome concepts.
Archeological gene in a bottle,
Even or Odd particles
Orbiting around the darkness.
Polar opposites the holder sits,
Face to face with the obvious,
Now, has a name for it,
Always changing, before the first sparkling idea appeared.
In hall ways carved with rock stick and clay,
A mock version,
A pilgrimage lead by ant children.
A full service pit stop,
Containers full of the perfect quantity.
The monthly trinity,
Bells ring as wind chimes create melody.
Loud crickets mimic the sound of our ancestors necklace.
Rhythmic heart bowls of quartz reverberate into the infinite.
Wrinkles fill with water like valleys through the names.
The beauty of becoming, or what some say’s old age.
Carving out the compass for the sun to tell time,
Arms length away from three sixty nine.
Snap of the finger welcome divinity,
She had no need to knock she held the key.
Pulled the sword from the stone,
Tasted the serpentine drops on lava waves.
A monotone laugh,
August shadows of skeleton arms,
Branches from trees still awaiting march.
Arching head back hands holding foot.
Pressing the exact spot for adjusting your back.
Volume increased for sound waves to align vertebrae.
Tonality and rhythm of voice a healing serum.
Please note as your eyes cross these words,
Incredible Containers vessels of alchemy.
Transformation at such a force that almost any and all,
Can feel the sensation.
The whole heart beat, All at once an instantaneous transition.
Shift rippling racing,
Beyond the material gambit.
Strategy stress control counter culture vulture dance.
Hawk medicine, eagle talon massage session.
New born power animals that are your children.
Continual digestion registering as confirmative steps on word.
A Snake eating its tail slithers across my computer screen.
Leaving trails of liquid residue and a sent of Sandalwood.
Lapis Lazuli walk ways toward a sacred space.
Quick visit to La Paz,
Releasing any and all past painful experiences.
This very second as I breath this air,
As if every single word connects with every cell,
Surpassing the slightest grasp of what reality is.
Lucidly looking through the layers of time and space.
Thanking the teachers listeners visionaries who open gates,
Fearless leaders eager to lend a hand.
Homelessness and poverty no longer brushed under the bridge.
The earth reacts and begins to respond.
The memories of cleansing learning and repeating a song.
A corresponding note of change that intuitively lives on.
Sharing breath space with eyes of splendor.
The Moments before during and after forever.
Allow the heaviest earthly weight to rest on a pin,
A minuscule new born finger tip.

Thankful for Your Newness 9/10/09 7:41 PM

Thankful for your awakening eyes.
Eyes so magnified they remind me of mine.
As if I forget my own awareness.
Your voice speaking through my lips.
My tongue tasting the air that surrounds you.
Long ago before I knew my song was written just for you.
Your hands guided my finger movement.
At one point it was three fingers and a pen.
Now all ten fingers follow the guide from within.
Your brilliance radiates my splendor.
We share the same arms.
Make love with the same soul.
Spin webs that seem identical yet are completely original.
My spectrum is yours.
Washing away worry where weakness subsides.
Sitting by your side.
Two snakes intertwining.
Naked lake water keeping me afloat.
Four serpents auspiciously lift my suspense.
Youthful fountain of remembering.
Channeling charging forward with the fortitude,
Of four hundred and forty four unforgettable moments.
For the page is prepared to be written on.
The canvas is color coded but not by traditional standards
The water fall’s cadence creates endless shifts of sudden change.
Forces beyond its control such as wind and water,
Breath and Life.
Sustaining each other one bite after the next rhythmic effects.
Patterns placed in paradoxical order.
A mere glimpse at the American disorder.
Hold the condiments lycopene prostate varied accomplishments.
Cherished relish with pure golden flakes.
Quaker oats and rice milk.
Released no longer taken wrong,
Dialogue digested in to beats of a song.

Please Relax in your spaceship 8/6/09 10:58 AM

Racing fingers crossing boarders taking notes.
Epic arrival divine timing all planed out.
Categories of old songs, middle age wonder.
Crisis melt down rebuilt foundation.
Drunken slurs of love and lustful adventure.
Miracles created through precipitation.
Rain drops covering over leaflets and old thoughts.
Smooth legs shaven or not.
Ironic twist of parallel spots.
Tasty sweet tangy midnight.
Three am is the new noon.
Before roads where created we crafted paths.
Now a days our lackadaisical nature forces us to relax.
Puts us in a position where there is no answers.
Questions circle like vultures.
Strange enough to enjoy the fruit of our labor.
Who is your muse so cute and comfortable.
She sings to me in hypnotic melodies.
Awakening the memories of my childhood days.
Beyond a single entity, she is the all seeing eye to me.
The definition of my spirits divine connection.
Love generated through pure thought.
If we continue to question our abilities.
It will only be a matter of time, till we confront infinity.
Build castles in the forest for our friends to share.
Park view sun set successful completion.
Scattered thought patterns revealing new realms.
Unpeeling equal proportions of professionalism.
Fetch me the news paper so I can get depressed.
Pop a few pills now your feeling your best.
Silly ridiculous conundrum where in.
Stop leaving so many long comments.
Small ones to the point will inspire our perfection.
Disconnection created through disorientation.
How many more times before you get the hint.
The smell of myrrh and frankincense.
To some a persons age may have more to do with,
Human experience then moon rotation.
Personal reflection.
Personality traits carried on from our grandparents.
It saddens what I consider my well being,
To know that we have become accustomed,
To put beings in to a hierarchy.
I guess in order to control chaos.
Here we go again with the right answer being wrong in the end.
Realizing that we all have a role to play,
Movie perfection caught off screen with no make up on.
Eyes red like amber from lack of sleep.
Owl like imprints lay above your cheeks.
Crossing the Canadian boarder with a bag full of carrots.
A laptop that has the potential to create a legacy.
A living breathing entity.
I miss my brothers and sisters.
I am inspired by reconnection.
Animals speak to me through their hearts.
Like a string was attached to a old can.
Echoing caverns where as a child I took hikes.
Spinning rapidly like a whirling dervish.
Dignity and calm peaceful neutrality.
That’s alkalized living at its highest.
Above average rhythm, can surely spark your interest.
Informative impeccable liability.
Building blocks across the front dash of the metal animal.
Out of bounds but up and back in it.
Laughing cause you never knew there where limits.
Misinformed by father time, to rush and race.
What ever happened to that which use to turn you on.
Like some one broke the switch and now its gone.
Well here you go my friend a spark to the fuse.
The fuel to the fire to ignite your tools.
Traversing through verses with creative cursive.
Heart pumping begging for comfort.
Alone feet spread wide, laughing at your feeling.
So excited and blissful almost surreal the free fall.
Continue on but leave the drama.
The road runner got a ticket and couldn’t go any farther.
So we left him back a the gate,
Asked him nicely if he would wait,
Upon agreeing I noticed a grin,
The most peculiar mannerism I’ve seen in months.
As if I was reading these words from your lips.
Or if my lips where yours.
A even eye exchange full filling fantasies,
Through the use of words on a page.
Grasp my arm as if you where falling from a cliff.
Let my words lift you up with no expectations to give.
Unnecessary weight carried for to long,
If I could have it my way every sentence would be a song.
I could continue on but my batteries gone.