

A Nature PoemLike most,A Nature Poem
It began with a moment In the cool euphoria of a lake Before mayflies but not may Before home, but not homesickness
Separate from the world, But more a part of it than ever before A catch and release consciousness A state of mind of mindlessness
Where fishermen are prophets
Laughing at the irony of having dry feet and wet hair While standing in a lake
It was a nature poem But not a poem on paper It was written on the clouds In the language of serenity
Punctuated with raindrops


Vatican TouristColossus of stone and mortarVatican Tourist
Speaking wisdom and history Captured by amateur photographs Mighty cage of sepia and poor cropping Thats not what you said in 500 AD Not in 1752 or 1965, ad infinitum It was silent knowledge
Shuffling breeze, raindrop footsteps Soldiers, saints, sinners and solicitors
Sacrificing sanctions and sanctioning sacrifice In the name of progress! Picture says 1000 words
Paparazzi told me so Historians are journalists with degrees
They misquoted you Put a spin on those words you didnt say Caught red handed &nbs


Cheek Nipple NoseOur bodies were the first day of creation Where all things good came to be From wicked earthen fires and cool sky born rains Our muddy feet were crafted In humble mortal form, so fragile and plain Without the cool perfection of gods or deitiesCheek Nipple Nose
We were the first day of creation The never-ending ebb and flow
The cosmic circles of lust
in an otherwise empty universe
An explosion of stars in the darkness The cliché movie sunset Love, love, love
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Ratio Visque.
and i do.
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Ratio Visque.
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Rykki
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"In this darkened night, we seek for her."
"For who, My lord?"
"The mistress of the night. The Darkest Dreamer of them all."
"Somnia Cela?"
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Art is chaos, with style
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