Tag Archives: dream

the long adventure

Stones are rounded by the caress of water, three hundred thousand years without me. I am so small. I am so big. I am just a speck on the page of this long adventure. To breathe in the dust of … Continue reading

Posted in adventure, Contemplations, desire, existence, life, Poetry, Social/Political Commentary, time | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Soaring

With our feet firmly planted and our pupils pinned to the sky we dream. Bones still growing, teeth departing with a yank and pants that fit us just yesterday, we shout out to a world that would prefer we remain … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Until We Dreamed It So

I had my eyes closed when I saw it, infinite space darkness so complete in the distance, we were points of light and we were spinning together, the same orbit, the same galaxy. Time was just beginning to burst into … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

The Absence Of Nectar

When the storm clouds roll in, whip the sea into a frenzy I will know it from my perch up on the mountain. The hummingbird is tossed by currents smaller than the wingspan of solitude, slower than the heartbeat of … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

Spirit Upon Dust

We draw lines in the sand and pretend we have created something. The Creator blew Spirit upon the dust and clay of this land and we awakened into sight and sound and sensation. That is, if you believe the tale. … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment

One With

Once I have teeter-tottered to my grave on the same wobbly feetthat have carried me through life, please don’t memorialize me with fluff, dull as a spoon, useless as a dream never recalled. For that matter don’t slather it upon … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , , , , ,

Almost Green

It is almost green again, the world. Almost new, almost a reflection of something no one has ever seen. I dream a dream that repeats itself, familiar similar faces spaces and streets. To dream other wise would be prophecy, no? … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , ,