onsdag 21. september 2011

uneasy ghost

High up above
rules the great clouds of gray
covering the heavens
dulling the day

High up above
rules the mighty mighty gray grue
making me believe
there is no more
blue for
me today

Blue means
heaven revealed
by the Gods

yet high up above
merges the ghost
with the long lost

and there is no where to run
and no where to hide
from the dullness that
dominate  my mind

the uneasy ghosts know
how to make me
feel low

its nature
they say
and then they say it again
its nature
and its a hardball game

the one who knows
is the one who will have to share
the secrets that have been
muted by the superstitious mob
for only then may we be free
from the dungeon of fear
that encaves man in a life full
of dispair

the one who knows
is not here
but over there
on the other side
of the table
on the other
side of the mirror
and if you turn
your face up
to the full moon
you full
find her
even there

not separated
from anything
but projected
unto a screen
of otherness
for the mere sake
of   visual appearance








tirsdag 13. september 2011

LOVE

LOVE IS A WORD
ADRESSING
THE HEART

LOVE IS A CLOWN
IN THE CIRCUS
OF THE TOWN

LOVE IS A
DAY IN MAY
AND A WARM
SUMMERS EVE

LOVE IS A DRINK
THAT MAKES YOU
CRAZY FOR MORE
AND ONCE YOU GET
YOUR FILL
THERES NO MORE THRILL

LOVE IS A BIRD
SONG IN THE TREES
OF MORNING
AND THE MEMORY
OF SOMETHING
GOOD

LOVE IS A WORD
ADRESSING THE HEART
OF THE LOVER
BY  THE LETTERS
OF LIFE

LOVE

FOUR LETTERS
ABOVE
&
FOUR LETTERS
BELOW

LOVE

FOUR LETTERS
THAT RHYMES
WITH   DOVE

THE
BIRD OF LIBERTY
THE
BIRD OF LOVE












SEDUCING

LOVE AND ROSES
WHITE LILLIES AND WILD HORSES
RAINBOWS ON FACES

RIVERS OF THE UNI-VERSE

LOVE IS JUST A WORD
HAMMER,FEATHERS,DOOR,WALL
A WORD IS JUST A GATHERING OF SYMBOLS
TO EXPRESS THE UTTER NONSENSE
OF MIND AND ITS FONDNESS
FOR CONFUSION

LOVE IS NOT LOVE
AND A WORD IS NOT A WORD
BUT A GATHERING OF SYMBOLS
TO ATTRACT THE INTELLECTUAL
WHO LOOKS FOR HIDDEN MEANINGS
AND FAULTS WITH WICH TO DEGRADE
DIRECT EXPERIENCE IN THE CHAMBER OF SHAME
 WITCH THEY CALL HOME

LOVE IS THE ATTEMPT OF THE AUTHOR TO SEDUCE
THE READER WITH ROSARY ORNAMENTS ELEGANTLY BOUND IN FLATTERY
TRUE LOVE SOUNDS GOOD,DOESNT IT. ?
LOVE FEELS GOOD INSIDE
HATE FEELS BAD INSIDE
FEELINGS COME AND FEELINGS GO
AND THEN THEY RETURN
WITH EVEN MORE VOODOO

AND THEN THERE ARE TIMES
WHEN YOU THINK MORE
AND FEEL LESS
AND THATS WHEN
ILL BE WATCHING
KNOWING DEEPLY HOW
YOU WRESTLE IN DREAMS
OF THE UNBORN SLEEPER
WHO KNOWETH ONLY PEACE
LIKE A WORD MADE UP
OF GATHERED SYMBOLS
TO EXPRESS A WISHFUL STATE
A ROOM WITH A  VIEW

LOVE IS BEYOND WORDS
BEYOND MY ATTEMPT TO EXPLAIN IT
AND IF I DID SUCCEED
IN DOING SO
THE MAGIC WOULD BE GONE
AND THE GLOW
WOULD HAVE FADED
SO I SHALL LEAVE LOVE
TO THE MYSTERIOUS
AND THE LOVERS
OF THE MYSTERY
LET THEM KNOW
NOTHING
BUT LOVE
AND LOVE

WICH IS BEYOND
THE POET
AND HIS POEMS
BEING WORK OF ART
AND HEART
WICH IS LOVE
AND THE PHANTOM
OF YOUTH

lørdag 14. mai 2011

ROBBERY TEXTURE

POETRY IS A LEAF IN MIDST AIR
DANCING FREELY
BEFORE IT SETTLES
TO REST BEFORE
THE DANCING WIND
INVITES IT OFF
TO ANOTHER SPIN

POETRY SPEAKS FOR ITSELF
WHILE POINTING
TO THE READER
IN ALL DIRECTIONS
WITHIN

CENTERING UPON
THE CONCENTRATED
STATE OF BEING
PRESENT IN A MOMENT
LIKE THIS

FOCUSING THE MIND
OF THE READER
TO THE POINT OF EXPANDING
SPACE AND TIME

CAPTURING THE ATTENTION
LIKE A TENDER BIRD
AND HOLDING THAT BEAUTY
IN AWE

KNOWING
THE ALL IN ONE
WITHOUT KNOWING
IS LIKE WATERING
A DROWNING PLANT

KNOWING THE ALL IN ONE

KNOWING ONLY LOVE

IS LIKE NOT KNOWING
YET  KNOWING THE ALL IN ONE


(IT GETS WEIRDER)

LOVE IS WEIRD AND SEXY
LOVE KNOWS ITSELF
IN THE LOVER
AND THE BELOVED
WHO LOVES
AND LOVES
EMBRACING ALL
IN ONE

SERIOUSLY
WITTY
AND WITH A NEW PLAN

DERIVED FROM A SOLAR SYSTEM
BEYOND OUR OWN
WITH PECULIAR BEINGS
LIKE OURSELVES
EQUALLY CURIOUS
OF THE MANY LIFE FORMS
EXISTING IN PERFECT SYNCRONI CITY

AN ENERGY NOT YET LOCATED BY MODERN SCIENTIFIC EXPERTS
YET PRESENT TO THE PRESENT IN SPIRIT
WHERE ALL IS ONE
AND COMMUNICATING
THE LANGUAGE OF UNITY
THE LOGOS OF LOVE





















onsdag 13. april 2011

in the silence of mind

in the silence of mind
there is no i
no me
no nananee
only peace
and room
to house
all beings
all things

in the silence of mind
spins the universe
in a dance of sensations
velvety sublime

when all noise seem to disappear
there is still the awesomeness
of silence and space
my deer