I stand on a path
Before me
Such that I need
For you to be on the
Same path dearly
Coincided we touch
While there is
Still time
Tag: Poem
Coup
Chickens are roosting in the lobby
Horses are making their way up
The marble staircase
Humans are hiding in their rooms
They are considering calling the
Humane Society swat team
Voices
Once when I worked in a
Sleazy hospital that took
Over a perfectly good Hospital
I took a break
One night and found the
Keys to abandoned surgical
Suites and decided to go on
A tour….the air became thick
As I wandered from room to
Room
Then the voices came, soft
Leading voices asking for
Relief and release to the
Other side
Magic
Waking up and having the
Awareness that you are
Unique and have something
To give to the world
That no one else is able to
Contribute
RIP- Steve, 1950-2022
Steve was full of magic and contributed so much love and laughter to this world. He will be dearly missed by everyone who had the honor of knowing and caring for him. Godspeed, our unique and special friend.
(Photo by C.F.- taken in Fall 2011 with his furangel, Sophie the Husky Princess & Homecoming Queen aka “Daddy’s Little Girl”)
The Boss Will See You Now
The old man lies in his
Bed, eyes closed,
Surrounded by family.
They watch him reach
Up and grasp at
Something they can not
See.
Last words they heard
Him speak was the
Name of his wife,
And then he was gone.
Experience
The experience was like a
wicked velvet tongue
before the dam broke…
block parties go all night,
I just gather peonies and
moonlight and save
them for another
evening
Never
I dipped one foot
Into the cold water of
Immortality, and some
Grand Horn blasted in
The emptiness
Never have I felt
Anything like the wonder
Of that moment
Cabin
In the warmth of my mountain cabin
Sitting in front of a crackling fire
I have time to muse on my life
Where it will take me next
Staring into the flames I see
That I can not do without the ones
I love
Realization
What would we like to see happen?
Who drove the nails into our hands?
Shame engulfing us like flames
On a computer screen we watch it
unfold and then drive off into the
Grand Canyon
The fall, how far, is the original sin,
we realize
Did we need all those nails? Was the
torture necessary? This is how we find
out who we are
On Earth
When we carry love in our hearts
And use it to neutralize negativity
And other feelings that bring a
Person down, we have already
Gone to heaven and brought it
Back to earth with us
Wordman of Alcatraz 