We have wept and we have cheered
sometimes within a day
We have been greatly endeared
sometimes to misled ways
We have stood so very tall
feeling only like an inch
We become ever enthralled
with things that prod and pinch
We rely on all our senses
to guide us through this world
Yet we mount such strict defenses
when surprises are unfurled
We seek a quiet numbness
Navigating where we delve
Yet this calculated dumbness
cannot save us from ourselves
While still in the vapors
Of the hypnagogic
Not yet tied down
To the realness of logic
Untethered from life
For a few sacred minutes
When the chains of the day
Do not yet have us in it
The place where we try to
Remember our dreams
Knowing full well we can not
Discern what they mean
For the rock and the soil
Will claim us too fast
And the stars stay above
Our most frustrated grasp
As the vapor secedes
We cling to the shards
And try to extract
Realities barbs
But alas we submit
To its horrible grasp
And wait in our numbness
For a reason to gasp
Oh the grand swell that enters my heart
When the song now arrives at my most favorite part
That moment of magic, conviction I feel
Though the voice of a stranger the connection is real
The goosebumps arrive, I am racked with a shiver
‘Cause I feel the message they were called to deliver
An emotion I needed that had gotten away
The thing that I had always wanted to say
There is a wholeness to be felt, to be found
When my heart and my mind give in to the sound
As my mind flails in a desperate tide
I am compelled to climb inside
Unable just to take the ride
And find out where it goes
I churn the oars with clear intent
And do so ‘til my strength is spent
Discovering where I have went
Has betrayed where points my toes
Now backwards lost and inside out
My brain begins a raucous shout
My face now forced into a pout
When I realize where we are
This cavern that I long to pass
The part of life that holds a class
That ever growing threatening mass
The wisdom gained from scars
Yet in this place so filled with fright
So resemblant of our darkest night
There is a twinkling tiny light
That I have never seen
Now the crowding darkness does abate
As the twinkle seems to propagate
A clarity that has had to wait
To arrive upon the scene
As I prayed for omens, visions, signs
As I searched for answers all this time
As I blamed the powers up to divine
The true foe here was me
The stagnancy that has persisted
The result of what I had resisted
The insight that always existed
Was plain, profound, and free
And as I finally dared to look
There was education without books
Pulled out without the bite of hooks
As the tide washed out again
The dark now fled the space at last
The light burned through the waste so fast
The clarity came like a repast
To fulfill what lacked within.
The gnarled and naked limb
Reaching for its sun
Within its graying fingers
The string, woven and spun
A joy from warmer days
Also hoping for the stars
Trapped within this wooden grasp
Leaving chafed and aging scars
Its urge to float diminished
But still aloft, it dreams
A strong wind still brings hope
But alas it always clings
Perhaps the knots will loosen
And one day the string shall fly
Or perhaps it twists forever
Grateful for its piece of sky
With shards of dreams
to gouge my eyes
The blaring sun
does fiercely rise
The squawking birds
chide at my pane
Cracking my crown
like a scolding cane
A groan escapes
as my stomach churns
You would think by now
I might have learned
Swaying blades to trace the wind
Clearing all the soot and sin
Shafts of light to feed the green
Giant trees that creak and lean
Grousing birds and groaning wood
as life proceeds just as it should
His kiss felt like Arthur
Freeing the sword
Or the sea spilling forth
To fill in the fjord
A flowing, a gushing
A wave tall and tidal
A wild blooded stallion
Cut loose of it’s bridle
And through me the feeling
Spread with its heat
My head swam and swooned
‘Til the surge was complete
The color returned
To my once graying vision
His love moved in me
With the sweetest precision
The once mottled skin
That houses my scars
Is now filled in gold
And shines like the stars
A value that slept
Was now reawakened
Thanks to his kiss
My slumber was shaken
How could my mouth come forth with such words
These millions of phrases we’ve all of us heard
As if we could capture the sun within syllables
But I guess one man’s anchor is another’s dirigible
Flight is subjective when blood plays a part
The flapping of wings can sound just like a heart
And the air raising altitude requires some motion
To accomplish the churning of a well winded ocean
So batten your hatches and raise up your sails
And decide here and now what it means to prevail
Adept navigation to cut through the tide
Or willingly, wanting to be swept o’er the side
Love has a meaning to any and all
To some it’s like rising, to some it’s a fall
But with wings or with bruises we still forge ahead
For a life without love, we just were not bred
The pregnant air within a room
Of something there that lurks and looms
A sandy mouth, a mounting pulse
A presence felt, like creeping ghosts
The rigid eyes, transfixed in moments
The tension in compounding quotients
To stop your breath and burst your heart
’til finally the curtains part
Reality now has reshaped
The once bound mouths now spring agape
And whether you next cheer or cry
In part you’ll miss the thrill gone by
The Mewriginal 