The Wild Holy
The wild God hangs out with whores / and laments about the shame poured on them / by those who can never understand
When the stewardess served refreshments, the seal had sparkling water, the woman the same, but with a twist of lemon. I ordered a salted ma…
ABOUT YOUR VOICE
This love between us / is ancient, from distant lifetimes, / from other worlds.
YOU DON’T HAVE TO BE CRAZY ANYMORE
Why not remember / the breathtaking beauty within you / that unites you to all that is free?
SUE SUN FOR SUNSHINE
Sue sun for sunshine / on a mangled morning / when waking drips pleasure / in fire waves floating
FOR ALL OPEN MEN
When a man is wide open, / beyond fear, wild as a hungry tiger, / fierce for gentleness and resting in it, / fully present, eyes meeting ey…
LAUGHING LIKE THE BUDDHA
Yesterday I finally found my Guru. / She is two years old. / I’m laughing like the Buddha / because she is free.
Blake’s Urizen by Taiche with a Red Queen…
Catch me. I’m falling without reason.
PART WAY THROUGH THE GRIEF
I’m taking my clothes off now. / Look at me! / I’m more than a walking silhouette!
DEATH CAN COME ON SHINING WINGS
Yes good deaths, even healing deaths, luminous deaths. Such things are possible.
HONESTY AND GRIEF
And because she called me to be real in the open welcome of her wisdom the whole thing flowed past and I dropped into a deeper, sweeter pain
THE GOSPEL OF THOMAS
Take off your clothes / and sit nakedly / before the naked Presence of God.
THE HOLY CIRCLE
Light a small fire of sweet grasses / and the fragrant sap of trees. / Its smoke purifies the mind as soon as it arises / from the hot coal…
DON’T HOLD BACK
When the birthday cake is in front of you / don’t hold back: / there is a little beast in you / with innocent eyes
IN LOVE OF THE EARTH AND SKY
I want to reclaim the innocent sky / to be just that, the home / of free winds, of the Great Spirit, / of white clouds of stars
BE COMING HOME
Bring lips that quiver and are open to kisses. / Bring a nose that trembles in the miracle of smell. / Bring arms that can surround the who…
He walked carefully, not as one who was timid, / but as one who knew the value of the place / and did not wish to disturb its natural / har…
RHYTHMS OF MY DAY
He reminds me of bubbling butter. / Great yellow majesty: / he is like a king.
His wife eats him. / He softens like butter over her body. / His servant remembers and brings / a condensed lemon dust powder injection.
And your dreams, / —when they stand as true as the sun— / shall gain the power of a miracle
REDEEMED LIKE DIRTY CREAM
A little naked girl / ventures out of a dark door / towards a small crystal pool / in the middle of the road,
It was to be a day of mourning, but madness broke out. Who can explain such things? They fly right out of the heart.
SENSITIVE AS SILK
Sensitive as silk in a breeze / she loved the ocean’s / wild, brutal pounding on stones, / the hiss of spray, / and electricity spurting / …
To A Free People
They will succeed because the stars are shifting for them, the winds beckoning them with freedom, the birds singing out their names,
MORE DREAMS OF THE EMERGENT HOLY ONE
And because of your devotion, / I would choose a God-huge freedom / pouring through wheat and water, / onions and wine,
AS YELLOW MORNING SUNSHINE BEAMS
As white milk dribbles freely into a glass bowl, / so should the milk of our hearts / pour as glee
ABOUT PEOPLE’S BOXES AND BUCKETS OF FEATHERS
I write about God / and some people put me in a pew / from whence I want to jump up naked / and ride a purple tiger out of town. / I write …
THERE’S WISDOM IN ALL DANCING DEEDS
“There’s a song to sing for all things,” / said Pio to his bride. / “Of course there is,” said Lilly, / ̶…
MEDITATIONS UPON RELIGIOUS STATUES
for their hearts are far away: / cart wheeling down green hills; / swimming naked with cherub children / in silver streams;
GREAT MIND GURGLING GOD
God is wildly happy, and joyously free! / God is creative. God is a wild happy artist. / God is beautiful and makes beauty, / more beauty, …
THERE IS A RICHNESS OF VISION THAT GROWS
There is a richness of vision which grows / as the heart softens, as the mind opens. / “Grow into a better vision,” God seems t…
YOUR EYES ARE THE FLAME
The touch of soft white hands / makes sense like sunlight / and peace.
TWO SONGS OF PURE BEING
your thoughts are as simple as milk, / as clear as limpid water in a glass.
DAWN AT SEA
This scene is like a Japanese painting / of misty dawn on a silver sea / I am silently upon… / I am within.
There is a hint of black fur growing out his sleeves, / a glint of moon in his prowling eyes. / Hey, look out! A California skate boarder /…
Trees have taught us / of their unseen roots: / the gnarled, twisted / thrusts, the labyrinth lips
So simple, so profoundly true: / drunk in its love, / falling into clear light — / the ladle of the heart / dipped into a magical well.
A POEM IS A PLACE
It’s a spurt and a spout, / a prink and a dazzle— / moistness in your pants.
THE WILD HIDDEN REAL HAPPENING
a young man comes in right after / and almost catches a chair’s carousal, / the lamp playing like a tree, / then shaking like a woman’s aro…
THE MISSION OF THIS POETRY
Getting the outside inside; / transforming the inside / with imaginative, crazy wisdom;
OUT OF CUPPED HANDS
Out of cupped hands / little girls spill laughter in spangles / down gutters grated with silver / and blood.
LOOKING FOR SOMEONE
You, love, are as profound as a hand, / smooth, small, round, resilient as a young tree, / active as a bee, you hold silence / like a stone…
Love is the Bed
Love is the bed / out of which hands and feet grow, / from which eyes form, / ears, the curve of a hip, / the long leg and arm.
WE CAN FEEL LIGHT NOW
We can feel Light now / for our beauty is found in rest / our movements sculptured / by inspired illumination.
I LOVE SINGING TO BIRDS
I love singing to birds / and setting them free. / I knew a woman / who came to me once / in the shape of a seagull.
THE MORE OPEN WE ARE TO LIGHT
The more we are open to God’s Light within us, / to the Light body of our own pure Spirit / hidden in the depths of our depths, / the…
IN UNKNOWING I KNOW
Who is this, standing before me? / An unknown, a mysterious being, / that encloses a secret body of beauty / awaiting to arise like a / b…
SPRING’S SPRUNG HE SUNG
In the spring / the blue birds sing / and the rich red robins / bip and bop, / and hip and hop
IMPRESSIONS OF FRANCE
sitting half in the sunshine / and half in the night, / half naked in shadows, / half blinded by light .
LOVE’S TRANSFORMATIVE VISION OF FULL ACCEPT…
Perhaps their fingers / are shaped like cigar stubs; / perhaps their nose / like a cauliflower bud.
HOW WE GROW TO SHINE
We should never underestimate the power and influence of our thoughts and actions on the spiritual realm of the collective consciousness of…
THE GREAT SONG
We slip out a crack in the tower / to suck a pure breast; / to climb a tree of skin, / to gurgle at our own feet —
william burroughs on william blake
the ticket exploded on the naked lunch / at the place of dead roads / the head of a ghost of a flea / a man sweeping the interpreter`s parl…
HERE I AM IN MY GARDEN
I only know that sunshine / in my brain and bones / is like God loving me.
William Blake had it sussed
Auguries of Innocence / To see a world in a grain of sand / And a heaven in a wild flower, / Hold infinity in the palm of your hand / And e…
“What are you doing here?” a rebel asked the young black man who lay with his guts half hanging out. Gut shot: a bad token. Nobody likes it…
YOU CAN IF YOU CHOOSE IT
Can you re-find the power of language / so you can say your soul in such ways / that trees recognize you; / that birds somehow stop singin…
OUR NEW WORLD
Perhaps, we truly are free, / dreaming this spell — / trauma born and bruised — / weeping our grief / that we are weeping our grief / …
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