Intrinsic Bliss

No never heard of a colored cloud
but I did see colors or maybe I sensed
them and then engulfed in white powdered
non you realize how insignificant and powerful
one life or death moment turns into everything
from birth to death insignificance of self importance
yet flying or sleeping in the sky

Glowing Ember

Bite back angry words
crippled emotions spark
the inner struggle to attach
to your body like leeches
light a candle to burn
away this vision
embark on a new journey
find yourself in the glowing
light that is your reclaimed
soul touched with love

Propaganda

Help in the drowning of the voices
better off heard and left behind
yanking at the veins in society
choking and strangling our voices
compromise to stay sane
deny the urge to run and fight
dead bodies and crying babies
ignored while we drink to much milk
and eat to many cookies

Raggedy Ann

A little girl and her doll.
She wipes her nose
one handed while clutching
to the red curls.
So perfect yet imperfectly
awkward just like her.

Safe and warm
they sit for tea.
One cup?
No, two cups
it will be.

Swinging over the
great big hole.
Watching the
old dog house.
Where did
that dog go?

Michael

What do you tell a virgin child
to cry for the death of our lord
but the lies and stories of death
are untrue told to frighten little
children to keep them quiet to bottle
up their innocence so as to feed
from their veins of etherial blood

Life at an Intersection

Spinning down the flowing echo
conscience untold willing to
follow gripping over systems faxed
to completion ever and infinite

Dark Justice

perception of bliss
governed by rules
of courageousness
behold the great
thought of man
blind in one eye
foresight into
intuition

Breathe

Position yourself at a place of rest

Drop to your knees and know

The perfect bliss that is your soul

true and undeformed, now you

Crouch and reach

Breathe the one breathe that truly flows

cosmic karma

Traveling through a known place
searching to fill the void left behind
by well known friends
brought to me by sister hood
the power of three
shattered by unknown forces
twinkles of energy flicker
by candlelight pulsing through
our bodies with vibration
missing was one and now was
three
gone yet back
forward and backward
spiraling from no known
distance and come around
again to find its origin
with whispers of faith

Twine

Hands over hands
many realities combine
to proceed to a stairwell
where I find you finding me
to know that you dont know me
yet you wish you did
keeping in line with
the alternate you i will
follow until i slide
down the rope of endless
possibilites