Poems of the Day: 9/24/07

Poems of the Day: 9/24/07

• “Demolition Tuesdays”
  
  When the Earth
  Was Conceived
  From the Rainbow threads
  Of the Webbed Universe,
  The fly had granted the
  Spider and said:
  “Spare Me, for I am not worthy of your Feast,”
  Under the flattery was a coward,
  And under the Red Hourglass
  Was Vanity –
  So they decided upon Compromise
  And made Love.
  The Web trembled,
  Releasing from its hands a dew drop –
  Sparkling into the Unknown.
  It lay dormant,
  But over the course of Infinite Events,
  The Water-matter evaporated,
  Leaving behind Chromatic StarDust.
  This Magic, after sewn together by Chemists,
  Became the Home of our Souls –
  But within this Home dwells an
  Entity;
  A LifeForce
  That controls all Heartbeats –
  That whispers to the Drummer when to stop chanting,
  And sings for the Deaf to Hear.
  And when this Authority is crossed,
  The Stag will shake its many antlers,
  And call for Wrath –
  And the Everlasting
  Voice will sing its
  Song to the Flower,
  And whisper for Humanity to stop
  

Drumming.

• “Jude”
  
  I twiddle with
  My little wooden
  Spoon,
  Playing:
  “Not Hungry,”
  As I solemnly
  Observed the stars,
  Questioning how
  One could have more than
  Five
  Points.
  Was I really of this

Ancient Following?

• “The Affair”
  
  A dog
  I saw it today
  It walked –
  Lipstick out,
  And humped my neighbor’s leg:
  “With love to you,”
  The beast’s tongue flapped
  Out
  As he slobbered on Her
  Pinky toe,

Haloed by a wedding ring.

Poems of the Day: 9/22/07

Poems of the Day: 9/22/07

• “The Blind Prophet”
  
  Behind treed walls
  I sat –
  Purified by
  His presence.
  Seashells adorned His ears
  And warm,
  Fatherly neck with pride.
  His midnight skin
  Moonglowed blue shades,
  As I noticed
  His Eyes -
  They were dead –
  And when I expressed “pity”,
  He lashed out:
  “Child, spoiled
  with the physical perception;
  therefore blinded by it –
  seek no sight but that which lives in your
  Spirit,”
  He thumbed his ancient
  Staff Of No Time
  And
  Nodded –
  For me to be on my

Way
To See.

• “Juxtaposition”
  
  Come forth, thy Friend,
  And let my Sanctuaries
  Disrobe your Pride
  And Bewilder You –
  This Place –
  Here,
  Where you are now planted
  In Reality,
  Is very selective,
  So feel Gleeful
  In this Presence –
  Seat yourself
  With Me, and let Us
  Watch the
  Moon and Sun
  Take hands
  And spin around
  Our Heads in hallowed laughters –
  Let Us evaporate
  With the dewdrops,
  Slithering down Nature’s Brow
  Like little snails,
  And let Us
  Plant each-other in a
  Cedar-smelling soil,
  Next to one-another,
  And watch
  Ourselves grow and blossom
  Under the webbed
  Lattice
  Crying dewdrops
  Bellow the
  Sun and Moon,
  Taking hands
  And watching
  The little snails
  Rain down,
  Unto another’s

Brow.

• “Moonglow Mother”
  
  In chant of the crickets,
  Old Gorilla Mama
  Gently turned in her sleep,
  Under the covers of a
  Million-mile canopy -
  She wakes in the
  Indigo Night
  Of flying fires and star twinkles
  To look Noble upon her Cradle.
  Under her strong chromatic wing,
  A child makes a color
  Of its Own.
  She stroked the little crescent forehead,
  And just then,
  As the cricket’s instruments
  Gave way to the moment,
  An infant hand reached up
  And grabbed her

Finger.