The lost poet has never before visited 
a night like this on earth.

When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.  ~Kahlil Gibran

Forty-Six and Two ahead of me….

“I wanna feel the change consume me, feel the outside turning in.  I wanna feel the metamorphosis and cleaning I’ve endured within. My shadow, change is coming. Now it’s my time…”

I had an amazing meditation session last night, unexpectedly.  I was able to will my body to feel externally, what I was experiencing within my mind.  Honestly, I felt as though I was completely open to the rhythm of the universe, able to take in positive vibrations and use them corporeally.  I willed my body to do as I desired and it responded amazingly.

Astonished at what can be accomplished if you can get to that place of complete understanding with the universe.

“Art is never finished, only abandoned.”

photo by This Too Shall Pass Photography

Bluebird

there's a bluebird in my heart that

wants to get out

but I'm too tough for him,

I say, stay in there, I'm not going

to let anybody see

you.

there's a bluebird in my heart that

wants to get out

but I pour whiskey on him and inhale

cigarette smoke

and the whores and the bartenders

and the grocery clerks

never know that

he's

in there.

there's a bluebird in my heart that

wants to get out

but I'm too tough for him,

I say,

stay down, do you want to mess

me up? 

you want to screw up the

works? 

you want to blow my book sales in

Europe? 

there's a bluebird in my heart that

wants to get out

but I'm too clever, I only let him out

at night sometimes

when everybody's asleep.

I say, I know that you're there,

so don't be

sad.

then I put him back,

but he's singing a little

in there, I haven't quite let him

die

and we sleep together like

that

with our

secret pact

and it's nice enough to

make a man

weep, but I don't

weep, do

you? 

Charles Bukowski

“my feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping

but

I shall go on living.” 

― Pablo Neruda

With his venom ....

With his venom 

irresistible 

and bittersweet 

that loosener 

of limbs, Love 

reptile-like 

strikes me down 

~Sappho