Category Archives: Complications

Dawn

Objects in the half-light of
A dawning day teach me
Lessons I never sought
To learn. Lessons about
Impermanence and the 
Ways in which our eyes 
Deceive, lessons about 
Altered shapes in altered
Spaces. They show me 
How wrong I can be, and
That not everything I  see
Is right there where I think
I put it. They move, they
Change. They are not who
Or what or where I imagine
Or imagined they would be.

What do we know

Really knowing who we are
What we know when we say
We know something, do we
Mean we understand it fully
Or that we get it, that we feel
It in spirit or in the real and 
Actual? are we deluded into
Believing we know what we
Truly don't because, some
Things are beyond, I guess, 
Understanding. That means
We don't know, you know?

Moon verse

Describe your life in an alternate universe.

I told you about the man who's
Been living on the moon. He has
A source of water so he like we
Stays hydrated. But you didn't ask
About him or his issues with food
On account of there's no cheese
There. You wanted to hear about
My life in an alternate universe not
His. On the moon. My alternates
Are deep in the core of this green
Earth. [Still no cheese.] Truth to tell
Not very green deep in the center
Of the earth, in its beautiful heart.
Life up on top was lusher, greener 
More verdant but that's just being
Redundant. Alternative universes
Swirl among the stars. I am over 
The moon. Somewhere behind 
Our sun and up over the rainbow
We can play dodging black holes
And golf ball sized meteors no 
Longer buried deep inside earth.
This is some alternative to life as
I have known it; as we know it.

Seeking joy

I need to find more joy to
Fight sadness, to combat
Sorrow. 
There is joy in caring, and
In loving.
It's there, the love, but it is
Entangled in sadness; I am
Tripped up by sorrow. He,
My love, my dearest, he is
Sweet and funny. It makes
Me sad to see him dismiss
Logic.
To see him lost or confused.
To see him struggle with the
Elementary.
And lose his way, time and 
Time again.
Lose his sense of time. Lose
His sense.
Time and time again. Lose
His sense of life's direction.
I need to find more joy. To
Combat sorrow. To fight the
Sadness.
There's the love. Love is there.
There's always the love. There
Is joy in the love.

Come hither

Hither and yon is an old-style
Perhaps, even an out-moded,
Mandate, a directive that also
Might suggest a scatter-shot 
Charge, a bit of indeciveness,
Forgetfulness in the absent
Minded style. Hither, yon, yet
There's no waffling out of a 
Desire to run out the clock. 
Yes, you go back-and-forth. 
But with no intention other 
Than earnest toing or froing 
In search of who knows what.

Saving graces

We can't save our loves from
Their fate, their anxiety. Their 
Path is a parallel journey we
Share. We can not even save
Ourselves. Who can steer away
Clear of the shallows and the
Rocks, of life's pitfalls and the
Dangers that come to us all
From living,  through life's path. 
We see when love isn't enough.
It doesn't stop our heartbreaks.
We are saved by loving but we
Can not save the other or get 
Either of us safely home. It all
Happens too fast and moves
At a snail's pace, we seek and
Then we avoid, tripping over 
Our desires, protecting and
Worrying. Worrying, unable
To protect ourselves or our
Beloved in life's uncertainties.

	


	











	

		
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What could you do less of?





Eating is disorderly for me
Or maybe just a disorder as
It is timely to say and hard 
To acknowledge, but I know
True. Too true. I could do less 
By being more mindful, also
Hip and of the minute. In this
Moment we look to practice
Mindfulness. In my past time
Not so long ago, I would want
To live in the moment. Truly
An excellent place to find my
Self being. In the here and oh
My, in the now. Now when I 
Might find an order in food.
Here where I am attentive, in
Control of the fork, spoon, or
No utensil at all. Mind you I 
Should watch what I eat and
Stay conscious of what I do
More of that and less of this.