Some poems

Abstract Poem
Truth
Unfettered, clear, and present
Complex, yes; tragic, perhaps,
But not hidden, concealed, covered by base desires
Fear inhibits, shame prevents, greed shelters these revelations
But when exposed, the truth is light,
It is guidance and knowledge which propels us further
It allows frank acceptance of our current situation
No room for bullshit or deceit,
No mixed messages or confused sentiments
Simply truth
Pure, perfect
Useful



Ode to Jewelry
Sparkles and adornments
Gorgeous, intense, decorative
Impermanent tattoos that project the personality within
Shapes that have meaning, personalized memories and emotions
Manifested in twisted metal and jewels
Artist’s concepts, wearer’s flamboyance
Pieces to fit each mood, each outfit, each setting
To insert a soul into external appearance
Faces, spirals, twists, glass, metal, stone, colors
Flashing outward, exclaiming, “Beauty, depth, significance, lie within the wearer!”
Fun, funky, sentimental spirit
Twisted, carved, set free from earthly bindings
To open to the full beauty when Nature’s gracious gifts mix delightfully with creative, human expression



Silence, cool, encompassing, expansive
Darkness, utter and impenetrable
Sounds of the water lapping playfully at the boat’s edge
Blindly entering a new planet’s womb
Feeling the rocks weight pressing down
Occasionally butting up against their smooth edges, startling
Slowly pinprick appear above
Glowing, tiny, blue, effervescent dots everywhere
Like a foreign star-scape unfolding,
Causing a crick in the neck from the desire to observe
Craning, stretching, I’ve stepped into another reality
A silent metropolis of light
A preternatural concept of life
Completely peaceful, resolute
Poised and regal, noiseless and beautiful
A silent metropolis
Of bugs



The whole idea of it makes me feel
Angry and tangled inside
Like a clump of yarn that will not come undone
I’m falling, falling through time,
Like a never ending well
Trying to grab onto the vines that could save me,
Just when I’ve caught a hold, think I’m saved
The vine snaps, and down again I go,

You tell me it is too early to be looking back,
But as I’m falling I must see the light I left behind
The blue sky, there it is. I see it!
Can’t I just go back?
There I know I could survive, could thrive
I could love and learn and exist in harmony
I’m falling, trying not to think where I’m going

This is the beginning of sadness, I say to myself
There is only more falling to come, more dark expanses of space
Here I am left to live forever, until a ground beneath me can swallow me
Here I am left only to ponder my adventures outside of this well
To remember and regret

It seems only yesterday I used to believe
I could exist in the permanent sunshine
I could forever postpone this chasm
I could grab on, and climb out
Back to peace, back to happiness

It began with the day, this adventure
Rising with the sun, bags packed, all ready to go
Climbing into the car, backpacks in the back
Sunscreen is smudged over faces
Clouds of bug-spray permeate the air
Up, up, up we go
Sweating and toiling and grunting our feet up
We reach the top
Stop, pause, appreciate
Then turn and march back down, down, down
Sunscreen melted off, bug-spray sweat left skin open to mosquitoes
Was it worth it?
Ask me in the morning