FUSION NOT FISSION

FUSION NOT FISSION

All works of art

are invitations to noetic fusion,

and once this union of spirit occurs.

the coalescence of energies

will soar together and forever

in the expanding universe of mind.

New note silences no prior sound,

new stroke erases no existing color.

no, the result is harmonic diapason of sound,

chromatic blend of color—

all evolving toward infinity.

      October 27, 2012

A MOVING MESSAGE

 A MOVING MESSAGE

Venus, Morning Star,

has shifted south,

beyond my bedroom’s ken,

but left this message;

“Go outside

or widen your window

of observation. 

After all,

despite

my majesty and beauty,

I lack

all freedom

of movement,

unlike you,

my dear.

    October 27, 2012

THE SWAP

THE SWAP

Morning Star,

Venus,

says:

“Sun’s coming;

I will fade,

and you

will become

the star,

blue star,

in another

planet’s night,

namely mine.

Just relax,

let go,

light, not dark,

light, not heavy, 

slough the stuff

that’s held you back,

led you astray,

return  to core-self,

quarks re-aligned and shining.

Transcendence is waiting.”

  October 18, 2012

THE RACE

THE RACE

First parents

Gay

First parents

No parents

We didn’t make it

Have to try again.

Second parents

Straight

Second parents

Real first parents

Procreation and multiplication

Fresh air and sunshine

For everyone.

BANG!!!

One more world

Mutual respect

For person and property

No lying, no killing

Nothing but happiness

In this paradise of peace

Still waiting

for this world to arrive.

October 15, 2012

CAUTION

 CAUTION

Here, there,

and everywhere,

always was

and always will be,

Infinity its name,

Ubiquity its game. 

Oh little man,

be loving and grateful

for its gift to you

of life on loan,

but understand

that finite mind

cannot grasp

the Infinite

and hence,

be ever cautious

of answers

where

there are

no answers.

October 7, 2012

                                                                                

THE VISIT

              THE VISIT

4 A.M.—give or take  half an hour.

The Morning Star

just outside my bedroom window—

give or take 25 million miles.

Venus, Aphrodite, sister planet,

second from the sun,

in the night sky

only the moon is brighter

in all the universe

she has chosen me,

by accident or design,

who knows?

And this is her message:

“Oh my little brother,

like every thing that’s made,

you and I must fade,

(you much sooner than I) .

Eschew all worldly distractions,

become your authentic self

in full uniqueness,

ever grateful

for your moment,

and if some day

a borrowed light

should come your way

(mine is heliacal)

don’t resist it,

but let it shine,

let it shine,

let it shine.

1. September 27, 2012

RAMBLING ROSE

   RAMBLING ROSE

Who blew the blue away?

Breeze in the trees?

Talking about the sky, of course. 

Who wins the prize for beauty?

Man-made art or nature?

Silly question since

man is part of nature.

One day I’ll want to say,

“I told you so,”

but I won’t because

I never did tell you so. 

Why not? 

Convictions are prisons,

and I never

found the key

to set you free. 

And Nietzsche

slipped

from sanity.

      October 1, 2012

A THING OF BEAUTY

  A THING OF BEAUTY

It took the birds two weeks 

to find the new feeder,

so let the games begin:

avian Olympics of scarlet knights

at play in games of rules unwritten.

It happened at dusk

in my backyard,

and Keats came back

to write of red lifted

to new heights of beauty.

October 4, 2012