On the Question of Nightmares Do you remember your dreams? Alien landscapes . . . alien skylines . . . Everyone has them we have scientific evidence And...
The Alchemist Knows . . . Knows the art of Earthenware Knows how clay is transformed to stone In the Fires of Passion Knows how Life-force is the water that...
Jeff Brooks has maintained a daily meditation practice for 34 years, has completed 2 three-year retreats, and attended well over 50 meditation retreats....
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My Country "My country tis of thee", was pounding in her head... she knew all the *seems* were constantly fraying on the edge of the edge... how could she not?...
Hello friends, spiritual enlightenment requires traversing the internal spiritual crisis known as the dark night of the soul. While traversing my dark night of...
day of the dead ~ 2008 black and grey fogs swirl sensual fog dragons undulating seeking . . . seeking what they coil and slither pale gold sodium lights reveal...
Coin of the Realm It makes cowards of us all Love Shakespeare's next biggest obsession the other being death I'm a romantic at heart There has got to be more...
Election Day Daybreak.... Today America will have a new President that goes without saying it's election day, in the year of our Lord, 2008. We'll all walk the...
Verbal Abuse I mutilate the language to see how it works Words set it free like rats to see if they can escape the maze I boil my day down into poetry Glue for...
To Be Your Angel Should I lose my voice to be your angel Should I cast out my demons To hold some part of you dear There are things in me that must be said I...
The Door Nailed Shut He steps through the door she nailed shut Steps through the door she welded shut through the door that never even existed (You got to hate...
Obama Is President-Elect Andrew Young speaks after all these years his wounds have been cleansed.. Jesse Jackson wept without pride or shame thank you...
devolution . . . and in this world of danger i face my own dissolution with no small amount of fear but i let the layers fall off to dry with all the forgotten...
Alone in His Room The new girl The . . . replacement Was alone in his room And there she was . . . not unlike a foul smell His ghost lover Hanging there in the...
After a mushroom trip On Mount Lemon, Where I lay in the fiddle Fern seeing the patterns Of the universe move Through my body As feeling waves, I watched a...
When Love Calls When Love calls will i be too drunk with forgetfulness? will i lie down with Love's first thrust and open myself fully to the sun in a lotus...
Dreams in the Carnival of Hal Cyon Land She said "Last night I dreamed that my life Had been rearranged Into the theme park . . ." So I said "Show me . . ." ...
i wanted your poem to be about me even knowing it is about someone else. my arms ached with the virus as i read you and my mind filled up with yearning. did...
I do Poetry Because The reason I do Poetry Is because my heart has Reasons of its own My guts have more neurons Than my brain And Poetry is the language of the...
In zen You can actually ask the question "Is Nothing sacred?" Or you could go with "Much ado about nothing" Its not about nothing Its about not superimposing...
Connie Can't Play Jazz No really she can't (Don't get me wrong She makes great cookies Exactly identical clones) Connie plays the clarinet for the symphony...
I have been remiss in sending poems lately. Even though I have sent the first one. I am going to send whatever I write in a daily format/digest. Thanks.. ...
FAMILIAR STRANGERS On the day of my army physical I walked into a holding room with my group of sixty young men There were five other groups staring blankly ...
Couldn't Be Heard chasing paw prints stationed quietly like dead fish upon the beach shells stab the feet as elbows and biceps mesh together forming one...
Hello Sarah and others on this forum. Thank-you very much, Sarah, for expressing your appreciation for my mystical poetry. Some people think that mystical...
Six Poems of 11/8/08 1. Touch with every touch You unfold the mystery hidden within me, fast rivers we meet underground, like eruptions of fire wild with...