Wisp

Healing power
Bird appeal
Acknowledgment of truth
What question deserves the answer
Existing in a better place
A hidden road from within
Two different parties
Meaning is unavailed to
Reveal an identity
Promise to give
Without contract
Any hypothesis can
Turn a key
Find the lock
Open the sincerity
Avoid the internet
If it’s torture
No matter how you do it
What does it matter
Heartache is a river
That runs through
A heightened aloneness
No name
No birthdate
Just ether

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Solitary

As the fog was slowly lifting
From around the edges of the
Dimly lit lamp post I could see
In the distance it was all still hanging
Congregating with the firs
My hands had not yet warmed
Adjusting to the eminently
Cooler air more than was the day before
The crunching of shells and seeds
Beneath my boots and an array
Of differently colored leaves
Quiet now just the drips of
Early nights rain and the slow
Subtle humming of a machine
In the background idles
Still no smoke from chimneys riding
Through the sky but the dream
Of living this life beats strong while
Walking in it became more apparent
If to survive like a lone dog
In Mexico that people occasionally
Put food out for or a solitary sandpiper
Wandering the archipelago
Asking for nothing in particular
Perhaps the only breakfast of
A grasshopper or the comforting
Of a sun and stream though the
Days are full of little things to
Remind us we’re alive often
We are peddling about the earth
With aimless meanderings

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Cold Tree

First frost is close
Iceland is near
Feelings of cold
Rejuvenation
Icicle clarity 47°
Mental baptism
Are we progressing
Just making more
Or standing still
Revolving in the same
We make new things
To feel alive
But if stuff
Is all we have
Then we have
Nightingales
That aimlessly dive
Cobwebs in our eyes
To climb the tree
To see if the top
Is as cold as the bottom
Is much more meaningful
I can see this is
A popular spot to rest
For every bird
Another coyote
Looking for breakfast
Is it cold
Where you live?
Do you think
Of things like this?
I imagine
It would be warm
If we were together

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Emblematic

Bird on my neck
Emblematic suspect
Nothing to deflect
Warm heat at the
Back of my head
Stars spinning above
Standing in place
Waiting for love
Holding a sign up
Inscribed Over Here
Watch me melt
Into a puddle
Knelt before you
Buzzing to adore you
Timeless echoes
Have left me dry
Steady your arrival
If to come and find me
Is on the precipice your
Spell would brew me full

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Nest

White beard dark skin
I was supposed to have kids
What happened to that dream
Wake up another business
In my head the prophet said
Love one another maybe
Community is the answer
Not my own child but a
Caretaker to all
I saw the snow fall yesterday
On a mountain though
The town below was warming
From the sun I sweetened
My tea with love
Warmth against my lips
Both feet into the ground
Doesn’t feel like we’re missing out
In a soil of potential music
Crystals and folks are
Always feeling better
When the mandolin is playing
In the air and in the streams
Of collective consciousness
Colors are pervading anything that
Has been felt lost or forgotten
Fulfilled in a simple moment
That embraces every possibility
Even though the question stands
Why do seagulls sound
Like they’re crying?
Perhaps an empty nest

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Let the Bird

That’s enough for now
Let the bird return home
All the i’s have been dotted
All the t’s have been crossed
All the calls have been made
And the fridge is full
Let the bird fly back home
Return to the nest
After all the rest has been done
No bottles left to swig
No attorneys left to bridge
All the expectations have been
Settled now we’re through
Satisfied the bird still flies
And finds a way back home
Settled once here across the world
Off to Munich and back we go
Let the bird return home
To enjoy the fruits
Frozen berries fresh alike
Every kind we are all so
Fulfilled to know the heart’s
No longer lonely
When it returns home to itself
No more waiting to be told
And what the tree shall soon behold
All the riches of the traveling
Weary wings to rest again
That’s enough for now
Let the bird return home

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Spring Free

Your love blows the branches
Of destiny and pleasure around me
Cradle rocks the lullaby
White winter
May soon fly by
But your concrete feet
Stand taller than the sky
To say goodbye
To any distance
From the breath
Throughout your leaves
Your plant sings sweetly
About the bird
That serenades within the tree
Of never knowing
How it will rise
In perched commitment

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