machines... have us in their grip... it's tightening...
Tag: poetry
Night Terror
do dreams come true?
My Vision
The power of a holy vision... ... a tale of spiritual something or other
Tribal Ritual
...dragon swirling round leg - it only lasts a lifetime
Less
I call this mountain "Less"...
The Cusp
It's the cusp of mystery, questions my world,
Live Fast, Die Old
The secret of a long life? they ask some crusty scrap of coffin-fodder. The secret I want is the perfect mix for a short life โ to be magnificent quickly. The spark of that fire could fuel my long glorious blaze.
Giraffe Speaks
...when I saw her tattoo it spoke to me
Vita brevis, somnium longa
Life is short, the dream is long...
Holding Our Breath
On our Path are we one, or many? A poem from my book of the Path







