IntraCosmology

I do in the dew

what others cannot see

That place of windless Aire

existing in every tree

This is not physical

but a relation of mind

to live in the system

with no worry of time

bound in the will

choices i have made

give me the option

to lie in the shade

pick a leaf or a shave of the bark

I see the same story;

That trees can hold

Larks.

C. L. Pridemore © 2008

OBE

Woke up hot and not with you

I'm outta time

I guess we're through

Threw myself away

To get a good look

At you

Don't want the

Card you're writing

It don't seem inviting

Feels like you'll throw

It all away anyway

I wish you would

You are too damned good

My heart can't

Take this pain

You're pulling me out

And up, then

Back to the ground again

 

 

Outta Mind

Too deja for words

That's what I heard

Then I wrote all this down

With a pen

Gimme a Brahms or a

13th Baktun

The timing is music

And it plays in my head

The pain I bare

With the strength of a bear

Is something I'll have

'Til I'm dead

Laughing Bird

Of winged migration 

Those birds fly high

I keep them aloft

With powers of mind

Today I touched the earth

And reached the ground

I spent the Red and marveled

At the Violet I found

Met the mind of 

A man in kind

Sparked my senses

And woke my mind

Reminded me to laugh

My ass off here
and there

To stay true to ME

No matter who cares