Spiritual Witness

designed by yogi's
anatomy of love
leaves heart in a dish
seated with napkin
loaded
my refrigerator is full
fresh smile with new faces
closing out and discovering
the truth
M
Y
the years
go fast and time
stands alone
with a show
circulating
slow

Standing Outdoors

down in a hole down in a deep dark hole
riding the course and waiting for dinner
counting the beans stirring the rice
crying for humanity
the fall of strength for goodwill
hunting for stature and humor
free wheeling and free of suspicion
a chief ingredient nestled between parts
with front door shut and back door too
cooked but still human
followed by absorption
sewn by maybe somebody's mother
and lugging the scent by torso
separated from heart
and waiting to be rejoined at the mouth
the day
held only by paper.

lovers sprouting in the yard
like celery stalks
another urikshansana
stretched up over the roof
the pelvis open
raising my chest to the sky
round round want to go around
want to read the final pages
read by the little red bird
wind comes and goes
and so long so, the story unfolds.

No Human Union Will Satisfy Love

among the day are chintzy soul's moving with hammer
speed by word
cutting into the flesh of a scented room
taking to the waste side
an illusion of hedonism amidst sunshine
and volcanic eruptions
they are acting by demand with instruction
not noticing the world is being choked
by another set of chairs
below my feet i am supported
reading A Life Of Colette
at risk with hand and word
the more review i do
the better a friend
stand yoga
tadasana has only the earth and sky
married to thyself
extended by heart and trunk
no bind between human will satisfy love

Wishire Boulevard, Los Angeles, California, USA

clothes are changing more than a person-hood
needs a change of person
for miles
Whilshire Blvd. has the longest of cosmopolitan lanes
for all that being sustainable reminds us of care
cosmopolitan reminds us why we don't care
you wake up like you don't want to go
now you missed two meetings and you have no work
you gotta
fight for your right to party

Choler Earth

sit with the calm center of a cyclone
eye's are doors to the mind
shut and the mind reflects

once upon an attachment to each other
the tree stood for long periods
and clouds came and went
by choler the earth would shake
a foot would step or run over
and bodies kept holding on

until the time when
each other would caress the earth
plant a tree for taking a tree
catch rain in the wash
walk with love
give right information to the need
and let each other breath

POPCORN

can you imagine in a time like this
feelings of guilt for not having enough
looking anything but, perfect and irresistible
how many people rent a bulldozer and take the extra down
get in get help and get on with your life
the tune is nice but, it could cost you your Saturday's
from fun in the park and stimulating dog talk
not without baseball or football or basketball
audio and reading have become my leisure time
and it is quit relaxing
are people really ready to get along with their
neighbors
this time

Hatha

arc of breath across flesh of bone
arm of limb lifted among wings
blood of skin seated on the rib
followed by light
my heart steered by the movement
now i'm lifted by the sounds
spinning signals enter with peace
my antenna is sky high.

across the desert, conversing with wind
and among the silent
who here has extended sensitivity
when the moment of union
transmutes the appearance of love?

Clear Road Home

na na that's not my style
where the flowers at?
i'm thinking i'm the one
give you the right hand
curls swimming in color
that reflection was from childhood
and the distance is comfortable
it feels good to wait

paved by camping, river bathing, ocean fires
the road with activity
some who get it now, casual
coming through and getting bark on
after sports a cold drink and comfortable chair

transmitted romance with shared joy
get that
come back for that
holding on for you
expect it, it's real.

you still with me?
yoga next, this morning is giving me time
settled in and meditating
the night was exhilarating
a gun that went off with no right and no wrong
bang, i felt another heart
and the air is light today
focus of an eagle
the day circles a ring of daydream.

SATURDAY 2010

witness the sun making an arc
over the sky's blue square
above my crown a whisper came from Canada
rings my soul with history
a friend called before i woke
the belly of my eyes rolled side to side
fingers reached forward
and if left alone
i'll agree with my skin
give thought to Mr. Englehart
and respect the observance of today's breath
compelled to practice in a half hour for an hour
and then change my shoes