Spiritual Death Poems

know when death knocks it will brook no delay ~
may we nonchalantly take it as play...

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See you in the next future life,
See you sometime on the other side....

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Natural death licking aims
Now our bleach seasons heirs
And the pubis of public lore

Intrauterine spinning blue dream cream
Roils rushing a rock star’s semen searching 
For golden...

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Sitting on a sinking stone bench overlooking
headstones overgrown by bramble and bush,
I listen to weak whispers of sad spirits who
await release to the other side.

gentle...

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So often in this life it is our wish to know it all,
When in reality we've already experienced it all.
The truth is told through ancient...

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corridors down which I stride
are not all within the building;
if everyone who has ever lived
are alive today in guise, sound
travels but at angles unspoken


...

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Who were these people whom I feel for familiarity?
Who am I really, when finding this clarity?
Who are we in this time of reenacting memories?
Who were...

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Seems it's a story
Of a girl always near-death
Through every attempt,
The loveliest metaphor,
A lie even I saw through....

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On Death

Confucius say, "You're not dead
if your memory is alive."...

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I feel sorry for the children who do not know
Where grandma and grandpa and the puppy go
Some have been told that dead is dead.
No spiritual...

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I walked the heath
and the sun
but revel
in my maker’s glare
do I stall
if this lustrous scene
unfolds unbound
without me
or does it play on
regardless
and I walk this sun
upon...

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We are partly into an early Spring and the horses' struts with their
heads held up. White Palominos all, majestic beauties they'd be in the
heart of...

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But where did grandpa go?
Swan wife looked at her husband.
Wondered if he truly did not know.
Possibly not. His parents were not spiritual.
She replied, “He went...

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Life and death–
Two sides of the same quantum coin.
Heads you win, tails you lose.
Call the flip.
Tails you win, heads you lose.
Call it again.

Life–
What our consciousness...

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An astronomer in Central Park
gazed at the starry sky.
How will it end, he asked the dark?
How will the universe die?
And as cosmology revolved, in his...

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