Art of Poetry
I am shaken free
From the core of my deepest dark space I cried out
Surrendered
Swore and swirled around
Unfamiliar ground finally sound
Mind seized
Hearts turn to stone
Discarded…
I am pushing still
From the core of my deepest grace I sing
Wash away
Wash it away …
In the morning I changed
In the evening I changed
The freedom gripped me
I swirl in and out of this dark place inside me
I feel the heaviness of this heart
Of the lives it has lived
Of the body that has drained it
Of the decay beneath this desolate desert
And I rest or rush
Continued despite such sadness and anger
… without reason
Because even reason is temporary
We must learn to swirl, surrender and push
To live
To grow
Reason can only be LIFE
And our currency LOVE
Hearts turn to stone and HURT
Energy captured, released…
Flowing through me
Each exchange entertaining flow
Far removed, almost in secret yet wide opened
I turned the keys
In came the sheep
The banshees
The bees
And way up in the trees the birds watched me…
Watched me weep, sweat and bleed
Watched me feed
Came close by and picked down at me
I looked into them…
Beyond the hollow veils within
Opened the gates
And walked away…
My heart sunk
And I reached for the keys
Seeing banshees and sheep
Under such beautiful trees
Gathered with the bees
And they picked at my heels
As I turned away through the hollow veils
Away from them
Closed the gate
And I wish I could throw away these keys…
Yet more keyholes appreared
And I turned the keys
Along came the bees
And the birds in the trees -
Shuffled and some came down
This time to smile…
Together for a moment we weep, sweat and bleed
Together for a moment we feed
Looking into each other
Beyond the hollow veils within
Opening gates
My heart SOARS and sinks still…
As I reach for any keys
Any reason
Anything REAL
…And the birds went away
The bees are up in the trees
I walk away battered
Shaken
Greatful and IN UTERO
My Heart is heavy with the memory it posseses
Lessons of Compassion, Passion
Unconditional Love
All around me possessions that mold me
Though I would not lay down my life for them
But for the memories I would…
My Spirit taught with the strain of easing the burden
Lessons of Endurance, Perseverance
Unconditional Love
All around me energies that form me
Though I would not surrender to them all
But for some release I could…
Where, alone do you dwell??
Within your own Silence
or within the boundaries of this World
Or Both.
I take my Spirit
And I give it to my Heart
It is wild and calm
Heavy and taught
The energy I possess to move me
Upon the awakening of such Love.
I, the Soul, make this Body quiver in dance
To the Rhythm of Unconditional Love…
The hot blood of life’s blindfolds running through my veins
Corrupted visions of fate entwined with hopeless fear
As I shake within
cradling my quivering soul beneath me
encompassed by an energy I make little sense of
reaching deep down within toward the blindfolds we wear…
And trembling to and fro beneath this veil
one more quaking thrust forward in and out of this world
as tears come I quiver along with you
and enfold a paintbrush in my arms….
The cold blood of life’s blindfolds corrupting the flow in my veins
Visions of consequence entwined with hopeless faith
As so many bid me farewell and God bless
At a distance I sit and wonder what it is I am thanked for
Who and what my work has touched
To see deep down within toward the blindfolds few discard…
A dance of the harshest reproof
As confusion creates a void inside me
As we disregard each other
It is clearer to me how much tighter I must grasp my paintbrush
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