"Meal" - Recorded 3/10/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them A mealButNot to feedStillMouthsTonguesButNotWith teethAll of meOnAll of youAll of youOnAll of meI tasteYour breathOnYour kissSweetI feelYour breastsMy handsWe danceYou leadYour hairMy chestNo rest butAt peaceIn bed yetNo sleepMy mouthYour neckYour hipsYour lipsYourCurled feetSplayedOnWetSheetsI riseTo meetYour callYour needYour nailsMy backBreak skinI bleedYou … Continue reading Meal
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A Ritual Motion
"A Ritual Motion" - Recorded 2/17/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them the Gods are too tall to see the landscape passa tip-toe perhaps at times through quiet country lanesunder cover of ragged cloak and greying matted hair it seems to me there is a beauty in the simple act of walkinga … Continue reading A Ritual Motion
The Sounds of Springtime
The birds are singing to one another now, They do not sing to us, But we are listening. New buds are growing slowly on the ends of branches, Displacing ever so slightly the air around them, Coming to our ears as a low hum, And we wonder: To how many monsoons could this movement be … Continue reading The Sounds of Springtime
Something for All Those Who Have Been There
This morning I woke to Memories Of dreams from the night before. I remember that I dreamt of you, Ariele. I dreamt that I was finally able to visit Brazil, And we sat for coffee in a small shop. We talked for many hours Of all things that we talk of now But we could … Continue reading Something for All Those Who Have Been There
A Waiting World
Ice grey trail Stonework cracked All smiling and white from fallen snow But beneath You are still Dirt and worms Moss and grass A waiting world Stories Hold for Sunlight summer
Banners
Beckoned to Inner sanctum As trumpets sound And sighs arise In anticipation Gently I move Banners to the side as I enter slowly But deliberately Paying due respect To the stately queen Poised above in grandeur Restless but calm Knowing we will make acquaintance Many times in this visit Opened now As a bottle of … Continue reading Banners
Can’t Hear the Song/Time as a Concept (Senryu #7 and #8)
Can't Hear the Song (#7) If you're caught dancing To music that's in your head Don't blush; smile instead Time as a Figment (#8) Time: Figment/Fragment? Human imagination: To see beyond the "now"