Imagine That!

Imagination is the often-forgotten force in the core of the human being. Our problems, at the core, exist only because we have “misplaced an infinity.”~Jon Rappoport*

Sharp September early wrapped in fleece
I remember waiting for the sun.  At peace,
eclectic ways to feel into

electric body riveting, pivoting
now, well met, fast-moving clouds!
My travail allows inspection

of the golden-gleamed horizon.
Sipping coffee slow and warm
my morning bluejays warn poignant

and pointed.  Even serenity
is a star poking into absurd
totalitarian measures.  I don’t partake.

That brand of Koolaid just tastes
fake.  I see the stain all around
your panicked eyes, gone: smiles or frowns.

Succumb and lose identity, masked
and frail, breath denied.  Sometimes
it seems a dream.  I thought there were many

more alive, but I see drones
apologetic and rueful, cowed,
reading posted rules.  Now what’s allowed?

I remember waiting for the light
in months like these.  Now I simply bring
myself, sovereign alive sparking love

and curiosity.  There’s no masked
stranger staring in my mirror. Look at me
model how common sense

walks the world.  Freely breathe.
I don’t always have to rhyme.
Sun now appears and I step out of time.

Inspired by: Serenity, Riveting, Eclectic, Travail and the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt Sharp and Exit From The Matrix*, a life-changing imagination course by Jon Rappoport that I highly, highly recommend.

Let Alone

The old woman said if I don’t live

my life according to my beliefs

I’m living a lie.

Envision each breath

as an advertisement

clear and concise

what I stand for, the key —

I’m interrupted by my mother

rushing past to growl and yip,

slam the door to scare away

the geese, unwelcome even on

the frozen ground.  They pay her

no mind and silence ensues.

Once again I slept past dawn

in my troubled dreams,

freeing my curls by cutting

my long locks, then

waking by wheezing.

So I missed that darkness limned

hints of early light,

that precise quiet



my ritual of awakening

that allows me to host the world

lightly.  To recognize the negative

spaces, I dedicate that time

now lost to the chattering

of hurting humans.  We can’t go

there together, even when I enter

first, hold the container wide

and strong.  The pain is too great,

and they rush to fill the vast

emptiness, locked down

alone together.

Inspired by: Lethargic, Envision, Advertisement and Key.