When words can’t describe it
When drugs can’t kill it
When symbols can’t glorify
When the bottle can’t numb it
When money can’t contain
or manipulate its outcome
When ghosts can’t hold it
and logic escapes it
When hell won’t have it
When history can’t remember
where it belongs
and dreams can’t explain
its peculiarity
When it’s out of your hands
When it can’t be saved
Then let it fall into the wings of your angel
Then just hand it over
and walk away

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Wounded Animals


We’re all like wounded animals
crawling through life
Dragging ourselves along the wayside
Sampling hopeful remedies as we go
Stopping to rest our bones
for awhile then limping on
Some cuts and burns never really heal
Some breaks just won’t mend
We adapt, like beasts in the wild
Our spirit broken, our hearts deformed
We nonetheless trudge on

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Ask The Stars


We are bound to the universe
in ways never even imagined
Connected to its miraculous systems
through all our layers of existence:
Biologically, magnetically
the very final residue of our souls
Parallel worlds, connected by timelines
Parallel lives connected by the
magical moment where our hearts live
Our cells, little central powerhouse headquarters
for sacred places far, far off
within strange star systems
and planets hidden away in the tucks and folds
of those cosmic clusters
and spiraling winds of time
It’s something I perceive so deeply, so adamantly
We are simply astral matter
operating upon dimensions unknown
A multi-tiered part of a design
far beyond the realm of our mind
our little brains…
Don’t ask me how I know
They don’t teach this stuff in class
Hell, I’m practically a high school drop out anyway 

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Last Americana Frontier

I recently drove with my dog from California to Alaska and back again.  They say that Alaska is the last frontier; I say we should just leave it alone, leave what’s left of it to the wildlife and the forces of nature.  Haven’t we yet claimed and desecrated enough of this great country?  Anyhow, I’m still very glad I made the trip; the adventure was definitely in getting there!  And instead of trying to describe this awe-inspiring journey, let me just share a little bit of what I saw…




















































































































































































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We lived each hallowed drama
like it was all we’d ever known
like the only true thing and it would last forever
Never dreaming that our story
would dissolve into the history pages
Never knowing that our day would surely end
or whether or not we would even be remembered
I have to remember who I am
I’m the heart and soul of all those I’ve loved
Residing in the temple of cherished infinities
Subsiding on life’s endless mysteries
Living every moment like a forgotten dream

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We Are Like The Seasons (For Paulina)

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We are like the seasons
of the earth we so embrace
Cells spinning in circles, vibrating like the stars
Invisible wonders in our bones & blood
tumbling like the cosmos, ever expanding

Springtime we appear like the wildflowers
Splattering our colors across the plain
Our innocence bright & unshakable
Our destinies fresh as the early dew

Summer brings boundless days & balmy nights
We play long & run hard
Every horizon, a high adventure
Every encounter, a magical affair

Autumn slows us down with its deep, rich tones
Taking time to look around
in ways we hadn’t fathomed
& feeling the cool, calming winds of change

Winter graces us
with its clean crystal blessing
Ice & rain to wash away
all what the seasons have rendered
all these things which have formed our worlds
& branded our souls, we let them wash away
let them go, we give them back
to the mysterious night
And while outside the days are short
the field is barren & the sky so cold
Within, ah within our hidden den
it’s forever safe & warm
Glowing cavern, Sacred Heart
In all ways radiating
with every love or kindness we have ever known
Like a baby bear we crawl back
into this shelter
Back to the Sacred Mother
who watches over as we slumber
& then awakens us from our dusky dream
so that we may witness
the rising sun
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Four-legged Angels

If you’re anything like me, animals have always been a very important part of your life and have filled your days with joy and love..

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DEDICATED IN LOVING MEMORY TO THE GREATEST HOUSECAT TO EVER LIVE ON EARTH OR IN HEAVEN, Jack (2009-2015) AKA:  Jack of Hearts, Pookey, Pookeybutt, Jack-o-lantern, Light-em-up-funny-face-jack-o-lantern, Pumpkin Head, Funny Face, Stinkpot, Jackpot, Mugsy, Jacko, Rambling-jack-highway-cat-extraordinaire, Mugsy Nose, The Crunchmaster, Pookadilly, Pookadelic, Pooka, Coyote Cat, Jackie, Jackie-kins, Pookey-kins, Spooky Pookey, Summersault-coyote-cat, Double-patty-burger-butt, His-Royal-Pookeyness, Happy Jack, Purr-monster, Emotio-cat, Little-sheister-shenanigans-cat, Rascal Cat, Big Guy, Water Cat, Catfish, Jack-in-the-box, Blackjack, Long Cat, The Bodyguard, Professor Pookey, Fireside-terrace-cat, sweetsie-sweetpea and Jackie Bear…

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The Cell

The human brain is a mystery that not even the highest scholar can fully decipher…While simultaneously running our bodies, it connects us to further dimensions of awareness, higher sources, unseen life forces…Releases hormones and other chemicals which not only makes us who we are and controls our reactions to the world around us, yet is also the conduit for our physical selves to angelic spheres, those other plateaus of life and spirit.

So many high thinkers from all sides of creation and existence spend so much time and energy separating the spirit from the cell…It seems to have to be one way or the other, take your choice…Meanwhile in reality the cell is the spirit and the spirit is the cell, all is one.

Not even the most enlightened soul could dismiss science and not even the most brilliant scientific mind could deny that the frailty of their work rests on the fact that spirit never dies.

The inner earth is rumbling
Cells of our temples crumbling
Deep in earth’s caverns
most forbidden answers lie
like the mysterious unexplored
regions of our mind
Listen to the earth
Love with all you are
Spin those cells and light the temple
with your precious shining star

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Prayer of the Haunted Heart

This one is from “More Ghost Poems”, another of my nine self-published poetry chapbooks circas 1999-2004:

God please take these feelings of fear
from my bones and my breath
until my time has come
to meet the angel of death
Take these haunted dreams
shadows in the night
Take this haunted heart
into your flaming light
So many words left unsaid
So many things to settle still
God please take me into your golden dome
Use me as you will
and then bring me home

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Angel Prayer

This little prayer is from 1999, originally appearing in “12 Poems At The End Of Another 1000 Years”, the first of  my self-published poetry chapbooks:

O angels please take this mysterious sorrow
from my heart of hearts
Take these dark spots from my soul
Remind me of the simple ecstasies
the privilege of these clumsy senses
O angels I thank you
for helping me to remember
to be thankful for this air we breath
though it’s veiled in toxins
For the ability to hear
though the music has a price
For the special treat of taste
of the bitter with the sweet
For your generous gift of feeling
though it sometimes burns so deep
And for this vision I can only hope
will be clear and fair for the rest of my years
here on this planet, within this system
of light and dark, contained by this galaxy
which at once seems so strange
and so very much like home

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