Into the forest,
I move in alone,
how far I shall go
that’s yet unknown

but deep enough to gain my right
yet still not remain out of human sight

but then the forest is far too deep,
how much will the darkness sweep
my mind will be a vast lonely desert,
with none to converse,
the darkness is now most intense,
how will I observe

Am I still moving into darker ravines

Under an orange moon
everything
is perfect

Last night I sat on the balcony of my Villa
in Playa del Carmen, Mexico
above the mangrove jungle high enough
where mosquitos can’t fly.
On a brilliant clear night with thousands of stars
scattered over the heavens, like fireflies on a summer night,
the closer you watch the more they flicker and fade.
You know that some of the light has traveled
from before, the dinosaurs were extinct.
Still they flicker, such energy both excites and bewilders
challenging our senses and predicting our destiny.

a river Athame
bathed cleansed
gathered in a sheepskin
bladder the wound
Through the tunic
and shirts
a grievous impression
between coastae spuriae
it had been a parting
extended reach
like a lance of lightning
parting air in its flicker
of silver
the breath of a serpent

The churning wheels of Karma
Surely grind and in their wake
Leave traces that instruct
And reveal the path of Dharma
To all those who choose to forsake
The code of righteous conduct.

Those who continue to propagate
Falsehoods and conspire to fake
Truths designed to reconstruct
Facts to assure a profligate
Lifestyle will rue the mistake
As pretensions self-destruct.

My silence
is not a submission
but a few moments taken
to find a solution.

It is not
the proof of fear
conquering me
but the planning
of my strategy.

It is never
to be mistaken
as a sign of weakness,
it is my choice
to be patient.

Only those with a clear mind
can make the best decision.
I refuse to show any signs
of a fool who can't control
his emotions

Crazy dayschemes
folding niche schematic masters
shinny tools worn with duty
loosing fools glorybound
reduced to sifting Lost and Found

trinket hearts hesitant clause
we clinked on chains and
weathered wrists
we dreamed of lovers
harried kiss

dampnesss slinks with
a dawn breaking
spool of raindrops
unwinding all binding

Call Me Val

The Past:

In my former life
I ran a saloon
And my dancehall girls
Made all the men swoon

Too bad their wives
Didn’t agree
And they took a stand
To get rid of me

So I took my girls
And moved far away
Tried to start a new life
But, things didn’t go my way

I was happy to meet
A fine handsome guy
Who was really quite good
At telling a lie

I believed he cherished
The love that we had
Finding out he had cheated
Left me lonely and sad